(Verse 1) The world breathes low, a million tales untold, Another morning, painting hopes in gold. But in this quiet, a yearning heart awakes, For promises spoken, for a spirit that breaks. We stand on the edge, watching shadows fall. (Chorus) Of forgotten days, calling out our name, Through the fading twilight, fueling the flame. Will we rise above, break these rusted chains? Of Forgotten Days, washing through the rains. (Verse 2) From shattered panes, our reflections gaze, The hollow laughter, a truth we can't deny, A yearning deep within, reaching for the sky, But in the darkness, a starlight passes by. We search for meaning, in every falling tear. (Chorus) Of forgotten days, calling out our name, Through the fading twilight, fueling the flame. Will we rise above, break these rusted chains? Of Forgotten Days, washing through the rains. Guitar Solo (Bridge) Beyond the horizon, where hope still takes its flight, A murmur on the wind, shining ever so bright. We march towards the dawn, with hearts open wide. (Chorus) Of forgotten days, calling out our name, Through the fading twilight, fueling the flame. Will we rise above, break these rusted chains? Of Forgotten Days, washing through the rains.
