[00:01.92]A ghost of your laughter on the wind that sings.
[00:06.72]We built a world, a fragile house of cards,
[00:12.24]Now scattered remnants pricking at my scars.
[00:17.85]Silence screams where conversations flowed,
[00:24.57]Each empty corner echoes what we owed.
[00:28.41]Did I miss a signal, a flicker in your eyes?
[00:36.90]Was the love we nurtured a beautiful disguise?
[00:43.14]I search for answers in the shards of what we were,
[00:48.99]A tapestry unraveled, threads frayed and obscure.
[00:55.23]Anger flares, a tempest in my chest,
[01:00.75]Then crumbles to dust, leaving only unrest.
[01:06.87]But amidst the wreckage, a flicker of light,
[01:12.87]A strength I didn't know, ready to take flight.
[01:19.05]This pain, a teacher, harsh but oh so wise,
[01:23.52]Will guide me onward, with tear-filled, open eyes.
[01:31.41]The path ahead is shrouded, a future unknown,
[01:37.11]But I'll pick up the pieces, rebuild on my own.
[01:43.17]This heartbreak, a sculptor, will chisel a new soul,
[01:46.98]More resilient, braver, ready to make itself whole.
[01:55.38][Saxophone solo]
[02:52.23]This pain, a teacher, harsh but oh so wise,
[02:58.02]Will guide me onward, with tear-filled, open eyes.
[03:10.02]The path ahead is shrouded, a future unknown,
[03:16.62]But I'll pick up the pieces, rebuild on my own.
[03:22.38]This heartbreak, a sculptor, will chisel a new soul,
[03:29.10]More resilient, braver, ready to make itself whole.
[03:37.29][Outro]
[04:19.47]This heartbreak, a sculptor, will chisel a new soul,
[04:25.11]More resilient, braver, ready to make itself whole.
[04:35.13][Instrumental]

A ghost of your laughter on the wind that sings.
We built a world, a fragile house of cards,
Now scattered remnants pricking at my scars.
Silence screams where conversations flowed,
Each empty corner echoes what we owed.
Did I miss a signal, a flicker in your eyes?
Was the love we nurtured a beautiful disguise?
I search for answers in the shards of what we were,
A tapestry unraveled, threads frayed and obscure.
Anger flares, a tempest in my chest,
Then crumbles to dust, leaving only unrest.
But amidst the wreckage, a flicker of light,
A strength I didn't know, ready to take flight.
This pain, a teacher, harsh but oh so wise,
Will guide me onward, with tear-filled, open eyes.
The path ahead is shrouded, a future unknown,
But I'll pick up the pieces, rebuild on my own.
This heartbreak, a sculptor, will chisel a new soul,
More resilient, braver, ready to make itself whole.
This pain, a teacher, harsh but oh so wise,
Will guide me onward, with tear-filled, open eyes.
The path ahead is shrouded, a future unknown,
But I'll pick up the pieces, rebuild on my own.
This heartbreak, a sculptor, will chisel a new soul,
More resilient, braver, ready to make itself whole.
This heartbreak, a sculptor, will chisel a new soul,
More resilient, braver, ready to make itself whole.