[Verse 1 — soft spoken-melodic, drifting] I walked into a forest made of echoes, where every leaf carried the memory of someone who once dreamed of light. The ground hummed under my feet, as if the roots were whispering a secret older than sound. A river curved ahead glittering like shifting glass, and it called my name in a voice that wasn’t a voice at all. [Chorus — airy, floating, trance-poetic] Take me where the river remembers, where time folds gently in its hands. Let me breathe the ancient embers, let me sleep inside the sand. I dissolve in silver motion — I return, I expand. [Verse 2 — world-instrument textures, hypnotic] Drums emerged from the wind, slow at first, then steady as a heartbeat I had forgotten I once had. Shapes drifted in the haze — glimpses of faces, old and new, friends from lifetimes that never happened and lifetimes that might. The light bent softly around them, as if reality was learning to dance. [Chorus — deeper, more resonant] Take me where the river remembers, where the past hums low beneath the waves. Let me fall through hidden chambers, let me drift through echoing caves. I unravel, I awaken — In the silence, I am brave. [Bridge — whispered, dreamlike, expanding] In this place, names fall away… There is only motion, and the breath of the world moving through me. I am the traveler, the river, the memory… and the dream. [Final Chorus — swelling, transcendent] Take me where the river remembers, where the mind becomes the sky. Let the ancient water render every truth I once denied. I am open, I am endless — I return to where I rise. [Outro — instrumental, drifting] (Fluttering flute, soft jaw-harp twang, pulsing low drone, glittering chimes fading into silence.)
