In the depth of the night, while the city sleeps, I wander the streets, quiet like a bird, my thoughts drifting, like ships at sea, seeking peace in a restless world.
Oh, oh, oh, let me dream, oh, oh, oh, in this silent night.
Every street has its story, of people and events passing through it, I am just a traveler in this transient time, seeking meaning in the chaotic cosmos.
Oh, oh, oh, let me dream, oh, oh, oh, in this silent night.
I hear the sound of a guitar, from a distant place, a song like a prayer, in the vast silence, I follow that sound, like a trace of light, in this darkness that surrounds me with unrest.
Oh, oh, oh, let me dream, oh, oh, oh, in this silent night.
While the world sleeps, I sing my song, about freedom and love, about dreams in the darkness, perhaps it’s just an illusion, but I continue on, dreaming, in the silent night, under the shining stars.
Song created during the story “Under the Shackles of the Heart” - https://www.wattpad.com/story/366803173-ispod-okova-srca
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