[AM filter spoken-word poetry] The clock turns backward through the rain, Old shadows whisper my forgotten name, Fortune rises, fortune falls, Like distant echoes through empty halls. I traced the circles of what I lost, Counting the rivers, measuring the cost, The hands of time and the wheel of chance, Collide and vanish in a silent dance. [Pre-Chorus] The years dissolve into grains of sand, Fading away from an open hand, Every ending, every start, Leaves a rhythm inside the heart. [Chorus] The dream still remains The dream still remains Through the ache and the rain The dream still remains Broken roads become old friends, When all the battles have come undone, A quiet pulse says we are still one, The dream still remains [AM filter spoken-word poetry] The past retreats, the future bends, Broken roads become old friends, When all the battles have come undone, A quiet pulse says we are still one. The time and reverse of fortune fade, Like frozen memories slowly unmade, Nothing remains of the storms we knew, Except the dream that carried us through. [Pre-Chorus] I hear it breathing beneath the scars, A fragile song beneath distant stars, Though everything changes, though everything leaves, The dream of living still believes. [Chorus] The dream still remains The dream still remains Through the ache and the rain The dream still remains Broken roads become old friends, When all the battles have come undone, A quiet pulse says we are still one, The dream still remains [AM filter spoken-word poetry] Though everything changes, though everything leaves, I hold the ember underneath my sleeve, If the world comes apart and the shadows flood, I’ll carry the fire, I’ll carry the love. [Final Chorus] The dream still remains The dream still remains Through the ache and the rain The dream still remains Old shadows, old names, Fortune rises, fortune falls, But after it all, after it all, The dream still remains
