Night Wind's Whisper

[Verse - spoken word]
Night wind cuts through the silence so thin
Bare feet trace the cracks where the dawn begins
Clouds bruise the sky with a pale blue hue
Memory echoes in the thinning light
Broken clocks chant the hours they can't keep
[Chorus]
Underneath the pale blue of a dying sky
We chase the ghosts of the night wind's sigh
The morning whispers through the broken glass
A fragile promise in the thinning light