Intro:
In the silence of the night, where the echoes softly creep,
Whispers of a thousand hopes lay cradled in my sleep.
Verse 1:
I walked a path of silver stars, where shadows used to play,
With every step, I felt the weight of dreams that slipped away.
The mirror showed a stranger’s face, with eyes of faded light,
A ghost of who I could have been, lost somewhere in the f***t.
Chorus:
Oh, the dreams we breathe like fire,
But winds will blow and time will tire.
Chasing echoes, we all fall,
Into shadows of unmade dreams that haunt us through it all.
Verse 2:
I carved my wishes in the stone, beneath the withered tree,
Each marking tells a story of the person I could be.
But the pages, worn and frayed, speak of battles lost and won,
As the dawn embraces evening, counting days that never run.
Chorus:
Oh, the dreams we breathe like fire,
But winds will blow and time will tire.
Chasing echoes, we all fall,
Into shadows of unmade dreams that haunt us through it all.
Outro:
So I’ll gather up the fragments, let the pieces come alive,
In the stillness, I will listen, to the whispers that survive.
For even broken dreams can glow in the twilight's distant gleam,
And I’ll learn to walk the dark, carrying hope into the dream.