Days of Thunder (08.04.2025)

Verse 1:
In thunder's echoing years,
where longing's voice takes flight,
I walked on paths unending,
that offered no clear light.
Each step, a whispered promise kept,
each fear, a breath held low,
Freedom called in storm and rain,
yet my heart could never go.

Pre-Chorus:
A spark that in the darkness grew,
became a flame in darkest night's embrace,
I sought what lay beyond the known,
until the morning's grace.