Fading Atlas - LANTERNS IN THE FOG

Fog rolls in like an old regret, but lanterns still glow, we’re not finished yet. My voice broke on the last goodbye, Stuck in the hum of a neon sky. Shoelace hearts, tangled and worn We loved like leaves in a thunderstorm. We were echoes in the static, Unsaid truths, symptomatic. Lanterns in the fog, still calling us home, Past every crack in the dial tone. Your name is a song, still etched in my bones We’re not alone. Lanterns in the fog, they flicker and sway, Haunted and warm in the softest way. Even if morning steals you away I’ll stay. I’ll stay. These chords collapse like falling rain, On empty streets that knew our name. We built forever on fire escapes, Lit by wishes we couldn’t save. Soft as ghosts, our voices bend, Every silence knows the end. Lanterns in the fog, still calling us home, Past every crack in the dial tone. Your name is a song, still etched in my bones We’re not alone. Lanterns in the fog, they flicker and sway, Haunted and warm in the softest way. Even if morning steals you away I’ll stay. I’ll stay. The light you left still lives in me. Lanterns… fading… slowly, free… © 2025 Symbiosis Music. All rights reserved.