Constellation Ink

[Intro] Moonlit quill, a compass sighs in the dark A map unmapped, where legends leave their mark [Verse 1] In whispering seas of ink, he traces dawns unknown Cities sleep on the margins, where lonely stars have flown The ink is born of sorrow, from constellations unnamed Tears of forgotten constellations, falling like rain [Pre-Chorus] Every line he draws breathes with a memory's ache Every coastline glimmers with a faded constellation’s wake [Chorus] He follows the creases of a continent unborn Guided by constellations that no longer mourn Tears become ink, and maps become fate He charts what lies beyond the edge of faith [Verse 2] Waves remember ancient routes, fog keeps the secret tight The compass hums a lullaby for the vanished light A shoreline of silver whispers where time forgets to bite Tears of forgotten constellations bless his sight [Pre-Chorus] He writes of forests that sway to a celestial breeze Of rivers that glow with the sighs of distant seas [Chorus] He follows the creases of a continent unborn Guided by constellations that no longer mourn Tears become ink, and maps become fate He charts what lies beyond the edge of faith [Bridge] If the ink dries, will the stars remember him at all? Or will the margins fade to shadow when the night falls? But every drop keeps beating, a pulse in silver rain A cartographer’s heart drawn into the stars again [Chorus] He follows the creases of a continent unborn Guided by constellations that no longer mourn Tears become ink, and maps become fate He charts what lies beyond the edge of faith [Outro] So let the ink continue, let the stories glow and bend For every line’s a memory of a light that never ends [End]