Verse 1: The night is a shroud, stitched by my sighs, A lantern extinguished by tears in my eyes. Stars blur in the water’s cold glass, Whispering endings, too heavy to pass. Chorus: Shattered lanterns, fragments of light, Falling like echoes into the night. Each thought a ripple, pulling me down, Shattered lanterns, no glow to be found. Verse 2: I tread on the bridge where memories wane, The wind sings low in a sorrowful strain. “Is it relief or the void I seek?” The weight of the silence begins to speak. Bridge: “Hold on,” said the voice in the faraway mist, “Your pain is a storm that cannot persist.” Yet my hands feel empty, my breath growing thin, Lost in the fog, where the end begins. Chorus: Shattered lanterns, fragments of light, Falling like echoes into the night. Each thought a ripple, pulling me down, Shattered lanterns, no glow to be found. Outro: But dawn drips gold through the cracks of the mind, Perhaps in the wreckage, some light I will find.