Verse 1 In the corridors of shadows where the quiet mirrors sleep, I walk on fading fault lines carved in memories too deep. The sky is made of questions, painted bruises in the air, And I breathe in distant thunder just to prove that I am there. Pre-Chorus Every whisper in the dark Carries weight like broken stars— Falling slow, falling far… Chorus ’Cause we drink from wells we carved in stone, Call the smallest glimmer home. We let the faintest ember burn And name it warmth we think we’ve earned. Oh, the heart will take what it believes— We accept the love we think we deserve. Verse 2 There’s a cathedral made of echoes where the unseen voices rise, They build altars out of shadows, crown illusions as their guides. I trace halos made of silence, draw new constellations wide, Trying to find a universe where my own gravity aligns. Pre-Chorus Every promise made of smoke Bends beneath the truths we choke— Still we hope, still we hope… Chorus ’Cause we drink from wells we carved in stone, Call the smallest glimmer home. We let the faintest ember burn And name it warmth we think we’ve earned. Oh, the heart will take what it believes— We accept the love we think we deserve. Bridge But if the sky could break its armor And let the silver bleed through gold, Maybe hearts would learn their hunger Was a compass to the soul. If we dared to raise our voices Past the ceilings carved in fear, We might summon brighter choices— And let a truer light draw near. Final Chorus No more drinking from the dust and stone, No more calling small stars home. Let the wildfire finally burn, Let it teach the night to turn. Oh, the heart becomes what it believes— And rising now, it learns its worth. We rewrite the love we know we deserve. Outro In the corridors of echoes, Where the brighter mirrors rise— I walk on growing starlight With a new horizon’s eyes.
