Beneath the quiet canopy, whispers start to form, A secret language carried on winds both wild and warm. Every leaf a little poet, with verses to be perceived— In every rustle of the leaves, a story is conceived.

I'm a spark in the dark of the city's glow

With a pocket of wishes I’ll never let go

Skies hum melodies only I can hear

Dancing to the rhythm of a world unclear.

Hey friend, in quiet hours of day, I catch a note drifting slowly away. A gentle spark ignites within your hand, Whispering dreams like grains of sand. Every lost refrain holds a tender start— A call to mend the pieces of your heart.

I wake up at midnight with thunder in my veins, A restless echo of fire dancing in the rain. Molten scars trace memories, burning slow and deep, In the silence of shadows, my secrets silently weep.

Stars screamin loud emptiness their song

Dust becomes flesh turnin' right from wrong

Silence roars vast space infinite and cruel

Spinnin tales cold fire breakin every rule.

I walked the streets where shadows dance alone

Chased every echo of a love once known

Pieces scattered on this empty floor

Broken love stories

What were we fighting for.

In the heart of Africa

Where the lion roars so loud

Underneath the baobab tree

Hear whispers in the crowd

Drums tell stories of the moon and stars above

Every echo in the night speaks of ancient love.

Dancing shadows in the night we sway

Chasing dreams where the colors play

Hearts aren't bound we're wild and free

Love's a wave that carries me.

The drum speaks truth in the loudest tone

The earth shakes under feet of stone

A rhythm born from the heart of fire

Lift your soul higher and higher.

Shadows fall but I see the light

Through the storm we hold our fight

Feet on ground stars in our eyes

Rise up rise up watch us defy.