In the twilight of countless yesterdays,
The echoes of stars we once chased
Flicker like old film on a rainy night.
Remember our laughter?
Fragments of a song that never breathed.
Shadows dance in the corners of what was,
Silhouettes of memories pale and fleeting.
Do you taste the dust of dreams?
We wander through corridors of dusk,
Where each pathway leads only inward.
Beneath the layers of a sky painted by
The hands of forgotten gods, we pause,
Adrift in currents of silk and time,
As the heart of the universe
Sings a lullaby for the lost and the found.