Embers کے بول

Taken are we like wildfires that keep burning And the darkest of nights burn bright with golden embers And as we light up this road we’ll always remember our way home And the meadowland fields will grow over once again Loving are we in our departures and wakeful dreams And the memories fade in and back into dimensions And as we light up this road we’ll always remember our way home And the meadowland fields will grow over once again All these places are changing now All these places are changing now All these places are changing now All these places are changing now All these places are changing now All these places are changing now All these places are changing now All these places are changing now And it hasn’t felt the same as we remember our way home And the meadowland fields will grow over once again