
Where Dreams Hide from Time
[Verse 1] In the depths of this forest, where the mist haunts the air, An old house stands, with walls that despair, The clock on the mantle, it trembles with fright, As it guards ancient secrets from the cruel hand of night. Ticking, ticking, but time won’t abide, For the shadows that linger, they’ll never confide. [Instrumental: Moody piano, with soft, eerie strings floating in the background, creating an atmosphere of tension and melancholy.] [Chorus] Where is she? Where does she lie? In the cracks of the clock, where dreams never die, Where time steals not seconds, but memories and breath, In that space between life and a whisper of death. [Instrumental: Subtle acoustic guitar strumming, layered with distant echoes, blending the folk essence with an ambient, ghostly touch.] [Verse 2] A man with old eyes, his coat worn and thin, Walks through the door, with his pain held within, He’s searching for answers, for peace in the night, But peace is just silence, louder than fright. The house breathes around him, with a voice soft as sin, Mocking his quest, as it draws him in. [Instrumental: Haunting violin solo, weaving through the melody like a whispered secret, with light percussion tapping like a heartbeat.] [Chorus] Where is she? Where does she lie? In the cracks of the clock, where dreams never die, Where time steals not seconds, but memories and breath, In that space between life and a whisper of death. [Bridge] The clock strikes midnight, but the chime’s not a sound, It’s a whisper, a breath, as the house comes unwound, “What do you want?” the shadows implore, As the man’s gaze drifts to the cracks in the floor. “She’s where eternity meets dreams,” they confide, In the place where the living and lost collide. [Instrumental: A blend of organ and low cello, building tension, with the atmosphere heavy, like a fog that refuses to lift.] [Outro] He’s known all along, the truth buried deep, That time has no power where the shadows creep, The house fades to mist, as his soul takes to flight, To where dreams hide from time, in the eternal night. To where dreams hide from time, in the eternal night. [Instrumental Fade Out: A slow, solemn melody on the piano, fading into silence, leaving the listener with a lingering sense of mystery and calm.]

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