Through the cracks in a window's frame,
I catch the wind, but it feels the same.
Whispers rise from the ground below,
Where shadows dance, but never show.

The sky bends close, but I can't reach,
In the quiet, there's so much to teach.
The stars flicker like thoughts unseen,
Fading slowly in between.

And I'm drifting in the echoes,
Of a place I've never been.
Where the silence holds the answers,
But I can't hear what's within.
I'm chasing waves that never land,
On shores that slip away like sand.

A mirror hung with stories untold,
Reflects the warmth, but feels so cold.
I trace the lines, but lose the thread,
Where memories lie but go unsaid.

The night hums low with secret songs,
I'm caught in them, where I belong.
The moon is high, but out of sight,
Pulling tides with hands of light.

And I'm drifting in the echoes,
Of a place I've never been.
Where the silence holds the answers,
But I can't hear what's within.
I'm chasing waves that never land,
On shores that slip away like sand.

Through the haze of time's embrace,
I'm floating, lost without a trace.
No need to hold what never stays,
Just fading in the twilight's rays.

And I'm drifting in the echoes,
Of a place I've never been.
Where the silence holds the answers,
But I can't hear what's within.
I'm chasing waves that never land,
On shores that slip away like sand.

In the stillness, I remain,
A whisper lost within the rain.
The world turns, but I stand still,
A quiet soul with time to fill.