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Echoes of the Horizon 2 by Bwambale

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Echoes of the Horizon 2

pop,female vocals

0:003:53
Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
Beneath a sky that bleeds in shades of rose and gold,
A restless heart set sail on tides both fierce and bold.
Whispers of the ocean carried dreams untamed,
A canvas vast, where every scar and hope was framed.
(Pre-Chorus)
Through tangled woods and endless roads, the journey calls,
With every step, the silence breaks and darkness falls.
But in the echo of the dawn, a spark remains,
A guiding light that pulses through the pouring rains.
(Chorus)
Hold tight to the echoes of the horizon’s flame,
From shattered nights to morning’s soft, unspoken name.
We rise on wings of fire, through storms and endless skies,
This story carved in starlight, where our spirit flies.
(Verse 2)
Crossing bridges made of memories and fading light,
Chasing shadows dancing just beyond the night.
The scent of pine and rain, the taste of salt and air,
Each moment paints the path, a tale beyond compare.
(Pre-Chorus)
Through tangled woods and endless roads, the journey calls,
With every step, the silence breaks and darkness falls.
But in the echo of the dawn, a spark remains,
A guiding light that pulses through the pouring rains.
(Chorus)
Hold tight to the echoes of the horizon’s flame,
From shattered nights to morning’s soft, unspoken name.
We rise on wings of fire, through storms and endless skies,
This story carved in starlight, where our spirit flies.
(Bridge)
When the stars forget their names and shadows close in tight,
I listen close to whispers of the fading light.
The road bends but never breaks, the heart learns how to mend,
Each ending is a doorway, every loss a friend.
(Chorus)
Hold tight to the echoes of the horizon’s flame,
From shattered nights to morning’s soft, unspoken name.
We rise on wings of fire, through storms and endless skies,
This story carved in starlight, where our spirit flies.
(Outro)
Now standing where the sea meets sky and dreams align,
We write the final lines beneath the ancient pine.
The journey’s more than footprints left upon the sand,
It’s every beat, every breath, the touch of hand in hand.