[Intro – atmospheric] (soft native flute, airy pads, slow orchestral swell) [Verse 1] The wind is moving over silent ground Where voices linger, never fading out The earth remembers every name Written in breath, not carved in flame [Pre-Chorus] Above the smoke, beyond the pain The sky is listening again [Chorus] Echoes are rising beneath the sacred sky Calling the fallen back into the light No chains of time, no final goodbye Only the sound of spirits still alive [Verse 2] The dust is settling on broken spears The night is wide, embracing years Each step returns what was believed Nothing is lost that still is seen [Pre-Chorus] In open air, in endless blue The truth is carried through [Chorus] Echoes are rising beneath the sacred sky Carried by stars that never divide No voice is gone, no dream denied They are the fire that still survives [Pre-Bridge – stripped] (voice intimate, minimal strings, distant flute) Hear the land breathe once again [Bridge – spiritual] Wakȟáŋ Tȟáŋka, hear our sound Voices returning to sacred ground Mitákuye oyás’iŋ, we remain In sky, in wind, in endless flame [Final Chorus] Echoes are rising beneath the sacred sky Walking with us through space and time No end is written, no line confined We are the memory that will not die [Outro – fading] (fade with flute, pads, wind ambience)
