In corridors dark where memories creep,
We thread through the silence, in shadows we weep.

Faces of strangers weave loss in despair,
While yearning hearts linger, faint in the air.

We rise from the ashes, from echoes that mourn,
In flames of the past, anew we are born.
Against all the odds, with love we're entwined,
Through music we find what hope we can bind.

Winds whisper tales of defeats that they've skewed,
With every lament, a promise renewed.
Near burning landscapes of lands once bright,
In colors of courage, we paint it tonight.

We rise from the ashes, from echoes that mourn,
In flames of the past, anew we are born.
Against all the odds, with love we're entwined,
Through music we find what hope we can bind.

Through scars and bruises, we devise fate,
Sculpting our story from crumbled spaces.
Fact of resilience churns unabated,
From each deep sorrow, every soul celebrated.

We rise from the ashes, from echoes that mourn,
In flames of the past, anew we are born.
Against all the odds, with love we're entwined,
Through music we find what hope we can bind.

In twilight streets, shadows tease and taunt,
But in our togetherness, we’ll never daunt.

With every crescendo, our spirits align,
Through chords and through laughter, anchors we find.

In the symphony’s warmth, our healing unfolds,
A twilight ballad, in harmony bold.
For in all the darkness, love’s beacon shall glow,
In each note resonating, forever we grow.