Title: Kneaded by Time Verse 1 Grandma used to softly say, "What's behind has gone away." I believed those simple words, Like autumn stealing summer birds. Then life arrived with weathered hands, Redrawing all my childhood plans. The years don't die, they change their name, They whisper through tomorrow's flame. Pre-Chorus Every scar remembers skin, Every ending lives within. Every road beneath my feet Was once a dream I couldn't see. Chorus We're kneaded by time, like bread in gentle hands, Yesterday is flour, tomorrow's where it stands. The tears become the water, the hope becomes the yeast, The heart keeps rising slowly after every inner feast. Don't fear the mixing, don't curse the changing sky, Some things must become one before they're meant to fly. Maybe we were never meant to stay the way we came... Maybe every scar is simply love with another name. Verse 2 I stumbled on a quiet trail, Found an old forgotten tale. A silver mark upon my arm Still carried childhood in its charm. The wound had gone, the story stayed, Invisible... yet never frayed. The past was not a buried stone, It built the house I call my own. Bridge Then I saw you in the kitchen light, Pouring gold into the white. Oil met flour without a fight, Turning fragments into life. And every thought I thought was true Rose like dust the warm wind blew. Maybe wisdom isn't keeping worlds apart... Maybe it's knowing what can share one heart. Final Chorus We're kneaded by time, beneath invisible skies, The future learns to breathe where the oldest memory lies. The baker knows a secret no philosopher can claim: Nothing beautiful is born untouched or stays the same. So let the seasons blend, let every chapter rhyme, We're not escaping yesterday... we're baking it through time. If love becomes the oven and faith becomes the flame, We'll rise beyond our scars... yet never be the same. Outro Yesterday still walks with me, Not as chains... but as the sea. Every wave that touched the shore Made the sand what it is for.
