(The air stands still between the light and rain...)
The sky breathes low, the sound remains
Half in shadow, half in flame
The colors fade, but never die
They linger softly in the sky
Through veiled horizons, echoes call
The heart remembers after all
Between the light and the rain we stand
Dreams like water in our hands
Fading bright, returning slow
Through every sound the twilight flows
The silver hum of day’s retreat
Becomes the rhythm, slow and sweet
The world dissolves — the notes remain
Between the light and the rain
(Ahh... we drift away...)
The echoes turn to shades of grey
(The air stands still... between the light and rain...)
The sound remains... the dream remains...