[Verse 1] Under the hush of the midnight sky, A dancer spins where the shadows lie. Silken strands in a pattern true, Glittering bright in the silver dew. [Chorus] Threads of silver, soft and fine, Spun in rhythm, a quiet sign. Moonlight guides each gentle turn, Where the candles of the starlight burn. [Verse 2] Step by step in a circle wide, The web takes shape where the secrets hide. Patient hands with a purpose deep, A kingdom born while the world’s asleep. [Chorus] Threads of silver, soft and fine, Spun in rhythm, a quiet sign. Moonlight guides each gentle turn, Where the candles of the starlight burn. [Bridge] Every line a story drawn, Every curve a whispered song. Fragile beauty, strong as stone, A palace woven, all her own. [Final Chorus] Threads of silver, soft and fine, Silent hymns in a web divine. Shimmering bright till the break of day, Then fading quietly… away.
