Soft Horizon

[Pre-Chorus]
Soft waves touch the edge of the sky,
Where the world meets a fading light.
Whispers of the wind, a gentle sigh,
Paint the silence with a shimmering guide.

[Chorus - harmonies]
Gentle touch of the twilight’s hand,
Softly tracing the edge of the land.
Where the dreams and the reality stand,
A fragile line where the soft meets the sand.