The Station of Light

[Intro] Whispered winds, a silver hush over stone, Stars kneel softly as the night becomes our home. [Verse 1] Crimson cloaks beneath the star-kissed night, Whispers drift softly as the shadows drift in flight. Lanterns glow with a patient, guiding light, Caught in a waking dream where symbols come to life. [Pre-Chorus] Time grows thin; the old echoes climb, A waking shrine where lost words find their rhyme. [Chorus] At the Station of Light, we gather here, Ancient echoes ride on wings of quiet air. A sacred chamber turning pages of fate, We call the names memory cannot erase. [Verse 2] Figures drift in from ages untold, Their purpose veiled, a story waiting to unfold. Breath holds secrets in the tempered air, A solemn prayer whispered to the waiting stair. [Pre-Chorus] Faces turn toward a radiance that won't fade, Together we step through the turning page. [Chorus] At the Station of Light, we gather here, Ancient echoes ride on wings of quiet air. A sacred chamber turning pages of fate, We call the names memory cannot erase. [Bridge] If dawn should break through the sacred gate, We carry the whispers, let them resonate. Each vow a thread through time's own loom, Till all the pages finally bloom. [Chorus] At the Station of Light, we gather here, Ancient echoes ride on wings of quiet air. A sacred chamber turning pages of fate, We call the names memory cannot erase. [Outro] The lanterns dim, but the beacon stays bright.