wandering whispers in the alleys of thought
notes unplayed gather dust in the corners of memory
a cacophony of unsung songs lingers
they waltz with shadows in the twilight
echoes of echoes, a relentless chorus
dreams stitched with moonlight and silence
waiting for the dawn that hesitates to break
every breath a verse, every sigh a refrain
the mosaic of moments, fading yet vibrant
listen, listen, they call from the edge of nowhere
stream and flow, let them wash over you
the forgotten hymns of invisible worlds
beyond the horizon, just out of reach
a harmony lost in the folds of time
a dance of colors, a play of lights
unraveling the unsung, the unseen
fade, fade away, until only the silence remains