We landed tired in a foreign morning Still carrying the smell of home The map we had was slightly crooked So we reached the castle on our own The gates stood wide like they’d been waiting But no one knew we’d come today A worker shrugged and checked the schedule Then told us we were here too early anyway So we wandered through the quiet hallways Tracing stories in the painted scenes Trying hard to feel less awkward In rooms that looked like someone else’s dreams We were strangers in a place of grandeur Far from where our troubles grew Yet somehow in those heavy chambers We felt a pull we never knew We found a group in formal clothing Rehearsing for their show that night They watched us linger by the doorway Unsure if we were trouble or just shy One of them stepped out and asked us If we belonged to some event We told them we were here for tomorrow But then they smiled and waved us closer Said we could stay and look around Their kindness felt like something fragile A rare surprise we’d never found We were strangers in a place of grandeur Far from where our troubles grew Yet somehow in those heavy chambers We felt a pull we never knew They asked if we would join their moment Just to see what we could share We stood unsure but stepped beside them Not knowing why we even dared And in that hall of faded stories Something shifted in the air Two worlds that never should have met Found common ground right then and there We were strangers in a place of grandeur Far from where our troubles grew Yet somehow in those heavy chambers We found what we could do ═☆═★═☆═★═☆═★═☆═ Storytellerz Mini Event: Grunge it up! Create an unexpected genre fusion with grunge which should not work, but it DOES ♥ Event Playlist: Grunge it up! https://suno.com/playlist/b240cd18-8c55-4715-b63c-79489be17ba6 Love and Thanks to Tsaandra https://suno.com/@tsaandra ═☆═★═☆═★═☆═★═☆═
