Little hands with big shoes to fill

[Intro – airy synths / distant choir] Monkey Hollow… Train number nine… A promise in the dark… ⸻ [Verse 1] Midnight train on a broken line Serafina leaves the past behind Vienna ghosts in a velvet sky But she won’t let the music die Every mile, every tear she cried Turned to fire she held inside Through the fog she could almost hear Little voices drawing near ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] From the silence she would rise Build a choir from shattered lives ⸻ [Chorus] Little hands with big shoes to fill Tiny dreams on the Monkey Hill Twenty-three hearts learning how To wake the sleeping town right now Little hands reaching for the light Songs that echo through the night Legacy inside the thrill Little hands with big shoes to fill ⸻ [Verse 2 – softer, electronic pulse] Clocktower shadows in golden dusk Young voices rising out of dust Every note from Vienna’s flame Living on in a different name In her arms was a quiet star Agatha dreaming wide and far Serafina swore somehow The valley would remember now ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] But destiny can twist the sky Dark crystals whisper lullabies ⸻ [Chorus] Little hands with big shoes to fill Tiny dreams on the Monkey Hill Twenty-three hearts learning how To wake the sleeping town right now Little hands reaching for the light Songs that echo through the night Legacy inside the thrill Little hands with big shoes to fill ⸻ [Bridge – experimental / glitchy / whisper vocals] Dreams… Echo through the tower bells Time remembers what it tells Agatha… Child of song and shadowed light Born to sing into the night ⸻ [Final Chorus – big cinematic pop] Little hands with big shoes to fill Hope is louder than the chill Even when the night stands still Little hands with big shoes to fill Little hands will carry on Long after the dark is gone Hear the choir on the hill Little hands with big shoes to fill