“The Last Station” [Verse 1] Life is made of stations Some we leave, some we embrace Crowded halls of broken dreamers Searching for a safer place We carry bags of silent memories Heavy as the falling rain Smiling faces hide their battles Every heart has known its pain [Pre-Chorus] And somewhere waits a final platform Wrapped in shadows, cold and dim No one knows the hour of leaving Till the distant lights grow thin [Chorus] Is it ending… or beginning? Is the darkness just a door? Do our souls become like rivers Flowing free forevermore? No more clocks and no more borders No more fear of losing breath Only one eternal journey Past the final stop of death [Verse 2] Some will laugh with eyes still shining Some will drown in deep regret Thinking of the years they wasted Chasing things they can’t forget We were children playing blindly On the tracks of passing time Never hearing fate behind us Like a slow and sacred chime [Pre-Chorus] Then a whisper calls my spirit No one else can hear its sound Like a ghost beside the twilight Floating softly all around [Chorus] Is it ending… or beginning? Is the silence full of light? Will we finally find the answers Hidden far beyond the night? No more trains and no more waiting No more maps we must defend Only one eternal country Where the roads will never end [Bridge] I reach out my hands to touch it And it takes me far away To a land untouched by sorrow Where no soul is left astray No more nations built on terror No more walls for hearts to climb Only endless fields of wonder Far beyond the hands of time [Final Chorus] It’s not ending… it’s beginning Like the dawn behind the rain Every soul becomes a traveler Freed from suffering and chains And the final station waiting Wasn’t something we should dread Just the gate toward forever Where the living walk through death [Outro] Life was only passing stations Till the last one called my name Then I vanished with the whisper Into worlds without a frame…
