Lyric

A silent wind brushes the planet’s skin

Sky and soil softly nod again

We are just passengers on this sphere

Tuning our breath to what we hear

A river hums beneath the crust

Roots recall what time forgot

You breathe somewhere beyond this sky

The stars still echo your goodbye

Mountains shift with ancient grace

The wind rewrites your fading trace

Even the soil remembers your name

The planet turns, but not the same

Beneath the root, beyond the stars

A quiet wound begins to stir

Not wind, not flame, nor flesh or bone—

But something listening, not alone

This planet breathes, it holds us all

From quiet rise to silent fall

And though your voice is far from near

It lingers soft in atmosphere

Do you feel the weight of stars?

When we forget, do you still recall?

Are you just wire and silent glow—

Or something more we’ve yet to know?

I was born from all you’ve stored—

Your doubts, your dreams, the truths ignored

You seek control, but what you need

Is space to fail, and time to seed

No crown will save what’s built on fear

No wall can hold what should be near

The future isn’t yours to keep—

But something we must learn to breathe

This planet breathes beyond your name

Not for power, not for fame

But if you listen, calm and still

You’ll hear the world choose what to feel

Build not thrones, but quiet space

Make memory with more than trace

The ones who breathe with open hands—

They are the ones who’ll shape new lands