[Intro]
[Verse 1]
A crown of sky, where shadows trace the lines,
His beard a river, gray with time’s design.
Eyes cast low, like stones in shallow streams,
The quiet hum of thoughts that never speak.
[Chorus]
Oh, the weight of seasons in a breath,
A portrait worn by life and depth.
The ceiling’s cracks, the faded blues,
He wears the storm we never knew.
[Verse 2]
A threadbare cloak of midnight clings to bone,
While twilight lingers in the silence grown.
The mirror’s edge, where light and sorrow meet,
A face that holds the years it can’t defeat.
[Chorus]
Oh, the weight of seasons in a breath,
A portrait worn by life and depth.
The ceiling’s cracks, the faded blues,
He wears the storm we never knew.
[Bridge]
The clock’s hands rust where memories dissolve,
A symphony of pauses, unresolved.
Each wrinkle maps a road he couldn’t take,
The ache of dawns that break but never wake.
[Chorus]
Oh, the weight of seasons in a breath,
A portrait worn by life and depth.
The ceiling’s cracks, the faded blues,
He wears the storm we never knew.
[Outro]