Beneath the moon’s gentle gaze,
I flee from whispers of the past,
Seeking solace in the night’s embrace,
Running fast, running free at last.
The wind sings songs of distant shores,
Where memories fade like morning dew,
With every step, I feel the cure,
A future bright, a world anew.
Through forests deep and valleys wide,
I find the strength to carry on,
Leaving behind what I once did hide,
Embracing the promise of the dawn.
No more chains, no more sorrow,
Just the open road ahead,
A new beginning with each tomorrow,
Where dreams and hopes are fed.