Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in golden rays,
Ancient stones from bygone days.
Whispers echo, soft and low,
Where the olive branches grow.
Marble breathes a silent grace,
Time has kissed this sacred space.
Sun-warmed stone beneath my hand,
A forgotten, dreaming land.
Sunstone pillars, reaching high,
Blue Athenian summer sky.
Stories etched in every line,
Lost in echoes, yours and mine.
Shadows lengthen, cool and deep,
Secrets that the columns keep.
A quiet strength, a weathered face,
Holding history in this place.
Sunstone pillars, reaching high,
Blue Athenian summer sky.
Stories etched in every line,
Lost in echoes, yours and mine.
Broken fragments, scattered wide,
Ghosts of empires, side by side.
Each carved detail, a fading plea,
To remember what used to be.
Sunstone pillars, reaching high,
Blue Athenian summer sky.
Stories etched in every line,
Lost in echoes, yours and mine.
The air is thick with scent of thyme,
A rhythm lost to passing time.
Barefoot steps on polished stone,
A world remembered, not alone.
We are echoes, passing through,
Seeking truths, both old and new.
Let the sunlight fill our soul,
Make us beautiful and whole.
Golden light begins to fade,
A gentle promise, softly made.
The stones remain, a steadfast guide,
As twilight falls on every side.
Sunstone pillars, reaching high,
Blue Athenian summer sky.
Stories etched in every line,
Lost in echoes, yours and mine.
Dust to dust, and stone to stone,
Memories linger, softly blown.
Sunstone pillars, strong and free, For all eternity.
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