Lyric

Layers unfold in silent streams

A drifting field of fractured dreams

No single line, no fixed design

Just endless waves of intertwined

In every turn, a trace remains

A distant echo through the chains

We are the motion within the still

A shifting thread no force can still

Through every echo we return

To every truth we never learn

A mirrored past beneath the now

Reveals the hidden shape of how

Each fleeting form dissolves again

Into the flow that has no end

Through every fall, the pattern bends

But never breaks, it only blends

We are the motion within the still

A shifting thread no force can still

Through every echo we return

To every truth we never learn

No final edge, no silent close

The deeper cycle always flows

A living chain of unseen ties

Reflected through unending skies

In every breath, the same reborn

A silent path forever worn

We are the motion within the still

A shifting thread no force can still

Through every echo we return

To every truth we never learn