Pictures make my story come alive Feel it deeper every time Pages turn and drift away You can’t turn back yesterday Sometimes I feel I know my way Go with the tide or drift away Days passing by, one by one Pages turning, never ending Some I read, some slip right through Half-told story still feels true Faded pages, worn and torn Marked by life, by joy and pain Faces, places, shells by the sea All the things that used to be Every page moves on instead Can’t rewrite what’s already read Pictures make my story come alive More than words can describe Turn the page, don’t look back No second chance, no rewrite Pictures make it come alive Feel it deeper every time Pages turn and drift away You can’t turn back yesterday So much time in days and nights Still feels like a first rough draft Every line you leave behind Becomes the truth you cannot hide Today’s page is not yet done Write it till the setting sun Learn the lines you once ignored Every word becomes your world Keep your story moving, line by line Like a quiet echo left in time Don’t hurt the ones you love Don’t leave them waiting all alone Don’t leave your cat by the silent door Listening for steps that come no more Eyes in the dark, still watching space Waiting for you in the same old place Stay in the story, don’t disappear Don’t turn to silence, don’t leave it here Keep writing pages, don’t let it end Don’t close the book, it's not your Serenade Pictures make it come alive More than words can describe Turn the page, don’t look behind No second chance, no rewind Pictures make my story real More than words could ever feel I’d go back and change some lines But the wind whispers “no rewrites”
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