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Echoes of Becoming 1 by Spider

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Echoes of Becoming 1 by Spider - Ballad (Contemporary Soul),Female Vocals music cover art

Echoes of Becoming 1

Ballad (Contemporary Soul),Female Vocals

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Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
Moonlight spills across an empty room,
Where laughter lingered, now just quiet bloom.
I trace the dust along the windowsill,
A silent witness to my heart's slow thrill.
(Pre-Chorus)
The scent of your goodbye still hums in the air,
But in the quiet, I breathe in something rare.
A pulse beneath the stillness, soft and true,
A fragile hope that’s breaking through.
(Chorus)
I’m walking through the shards of yesterday’s glass,
Finding colors in the cracks that I thought would pass.
The weight of lost whispers lifts inside my chest,
In this echo of becoming, I find my rest.
(Verse 2)
The taste of morning, bittersweet and new,
Like coffee stirred with memories of you.
I learn to dance in shadows of the dawn,
Each step a story, each breath moves on.
(Pre-Chorus)
Fingers brush the letters that we never sent,
A language of endings and what they meant.
But in the silence, a melody is born,
A song for the soul, reborn and warm.
(Chorus)
I’m walking through the shards of yesterday’s glass,
Finding colors in the cracks that I thought would pass.
The weight of lost whispers lifts inside my chest,
In this echo of becoming, I find my rest.
(Bridge)
Every scar a constellation on this skin,
Guiding me home, where new dreams begin.
I’m not the pieces left behind in the rain,
But the fire that rises, unchained again.
(Chorus)
I’m walking through the shards of yesterday’s glass,
Finding colors in the cracks that I thought would pass.
The weight of lost whispers lifts inside my chest,
In this echo of becoming, I find my rest.
(Outro)
So here I stand, beneath the widening sky,
No longer lost in the why or goodbye.
With open arms, I greet the morning’s crest,
In the echo of becoming, I am blessed.