Visions in the Night - 2

Visions in the Night - Original Song

In the twilight, whispers dance,
And the dreams come alive,
A thread of hope and fear,
In a place where dreams thrive.
Through the curtains of dreams,
We chase what feels so near,
But in the morning light,
They vanish and disappear.
Are these the echoes of what we once believed?

So I hold on tight,
To visions in the night,
In the folds of my mind,
They ignite the fight.
Fleeting as a breath,
But I won’t let them go,
These dreams are windows,
Through which my spirit will grow.

Glimmers of the past,
Collide with futures untold,
They weave a tapestry,
Warm, vibrant, and bold.
Yet sometimes they bind me,
Glue my feet to the floor,
In the theater of my mind,
I'm yearning for more.

So I hold on tight,
To visions in the night,
In the folds of my mind,
They ignite the fight.
Fleeting as a breath,
But I won’t let them go,
These dreams are windows,
Through which my spirit will grow.

Each thread of a dream,
Slips away from my sight.
In a world of illusion,
I chase the fleeting light,
Dreams dance like gossamer,
Then swiftly disappear.
Darkness grips tightly,
I won’t give into fear.

So I hold on tight,
To visions in the night,
In the folds of my mind,
They ignite the fight.
Fleeting as a breath,
But I won’t let them go,
These dreams are windows,
Through which my spirit will grow.

Which my spirit will grow