The light is bending through the silver trees A quiet language spoken by the breeze We’re tracing patterns on the frozen ground Where every heartbeat is a holy sound The floor is moving under phantom feet Where the shadow and the marrow meet A sudden tension in the hollow air We find the beauty in the sharp despair Infinite and open, we are drifting far Guided by the ghost of every dying star Lush and gold, the harmony begins to rise A thousand echoes trapped within your eyes Gravity is breaking into glass Watching all the ancient rhythms pass A constellation in a single breath The dance of life within the arms of death Infinite and open, we are drifting far Guided by the ghost of every dying star Lush and gold, the harmony begins to rise A thousand echoes trapped within your eyes
