A spark flickers on the floor of the sea Lanterns drift where the sorrow used to be Clouds spill ink into the moon's design I reach through static, looking for a sign Time wears holes in a fabric of gold Winds read stories no one ever told Your voice, a compass carved in stone Still I keep searching, even when alone If light gets lost in the folds of the sky Would you still come if I whispered why? I'll hold a flame where the fog forgets I’ll trace your name in the silhouette When your stars refuse to shine I’ll burn mine, I’ll burn mine Paper wings in a thunderstorm You flew, though you were never born The ache is holy, the silence loud Still I call your name into the cloud And if the dawn forgets to rise Would you be there behind my eyes? I'll hold a flame where the fog forgets I’ll trace your name in the silhouette When your stars refuse to shine I’ll burn mine, I’ll burn mine Some lights don’t flicker— they fold into the dark and glow quieter. I’ll hold the flame when your hands let go I’ll be the echo in your afterglow And when the sky forgets the line Between the storm and the divine— I’ll burn mine I’ll burn mine © 2025 Symbiosis Music / All rights reserved.
