Whispers fade in the fall of rain,
Dancing shadows call out our names.
We’re lost in time, we’re lost in space,
But we find ourselves in this strange place.
The world spins in reverse, it’s all unclear,
But the echoes of the past still draw near.
We are the dreamers in this twisted game,
Together we rise, together we’re the same.
Beneath the surface, the silence screams,
We’re chasing fragments of forgotten dreams.
Fingers trace the lines of our fate,
Waiting for the dawn to open the gate.
In the rain, we hear the cry,
Of all the moments that have passed us by.
Yet in the stillness, we find the light,
A spark that guides us through the night.
The storm may rage, the night may fall,
But in the echoes, we stand tall.
Our hearts beat as one, in sync with time,
We rise from the shadows, endless, sublime.
