Lyric

A fleeting spark, a dazzling light

Carried by wind, the words take flight

They scatter fast, then fade away

Into the hush of end-of-day

What truly grows comes from fertile hearts

Spreading quiet, sending roots through the dark

Not what shines, but what runs deep—

A seed of truth the soul will keep

Words that lean become a blade

Too sharp to reach where silence stays

If night must fall, then let it show—

Illusions bloom, then softly go

What truly grows comes from fertile hearts

Spreading quiet, sending roots through the dark

Not what shines, but what runs deep—

A seed of truth the soul will keep

A flash of fire, gone in a day—

Even strength can slip away

Dig down deep—what do you find?

Only what outlives the night

Will the seed become a flower someday?

The world moves on in wind and gray

And in the cracks of memory’s stream

Something blooms behind the dream

It’s not the shout, but quiet care

That plants the roots and keeps them there

A seed once small begins to rise

Like trees that stretch into the skies

You thought it vanished—left behind

But time revealed its hidden line

A single seed you barely knew

Now opens wide and blossoms through

What truly grows comes from fertile hearts

Beyond all time, it still restarts

Even grief and hope will sing—

The soul will bloom with everything

The seed of truth upon the breeze

Now softly growing inside of thee

A flash of fire, gone in a day—

Even strength can slip away

Dig down deep—what do you find?

Only what outlives the night

Will the seed become a flower someday?

The world moves on in wind and gray

And in the cracks of memory’ s stream

Something blooms behind the dream