In the quiet streets where echoes fade,
Shadows dance in the stillness made,
The world pauses, a breath held tight,
Under the veil of a starless night.

Windows become frames to distant dreams,
While the moonlight softly beams,
Hearts yearn for the touch of a hand,
Across the sea of an untouched land.

In solitude, we find our grace,
A slower world, a gentler pace,
Whispering winds through empty lanes,
Sing of hopes and unbroken chains.

As dawn breaks with a hopeful hue,
We hold on to the dreams anew,
For when the doors swing open wide,
We’ll step into the world outside.