Echoes Of Awakening

The road unwinds in silver threads beneath the moon's cold glow
A thousand unnamed battles where only wild winds go
The angels hum their warnings, the stars write ancient rhymes
But deep within the silence, I hear my own heart's chimes
They carved their hopes in clouds and send them to the sky
Now every rolling echo becomes my restless guide
The past of faded summers still hums in gentle hope
Yet every dying ember holds light when autumn calls
Oh, the mountains may lie broken and every bridge may burn
But the song we left unspoken still waits for its return
We are dust of the galaxies, we will return to the light
Hoping the fire tomorrow to rekindle the yesterday's name
Every wound becomes a river, every scar a shore
Step into the repentance and knock on heaven's door
The clockwork of the heavens ticks louder than before
A symphony of fractures on every splintered door
I taste the coming thunder like copper on my tongue
The storm is just a drummer for the ballad we've begun
The atlas of my longing is written on the air
In constellations fading from crosses I still bear
The rivers hum a warning,
about the secrets they 've been told
But the pulse between my fingers still pounds the old truth sound
Oh, the mountains may lie broken and every bridge may burn
But the song we left unspoken still waits for its return
We are dust of the galaxies, we will return to the light
Hoping the fire tomorrow to rekindle yesterday's name
Every wound becomes a river, every scar a shore
Step into repentance and knock on heaven's door.

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