The river
The freedom we breathe, the love we share
in those fleeting moments, it's in the air.
The search for purpose, an endless song —
in this dance of existence, where we all belong.
The bonds we form, the love that ties
create life's mosaic under changing skies.
The search for purpose, an endless song —
in this dance of existence, where we all belong.
Like the river winding through the hands of time,
seeking what makes us feel alive.
The laughter shared, a symphony so sweet
in the dance of moments, where souls meet.
The search for purpose, an endless song —
in this dance of existence, where we all belong.
Through trials faced and battles won,
in the rising and setting of the sun —
in this dance of existence, where we all belong,
where we all belong, where we all belong.
Like the river winding through the hands of time,
seeking what makes us feel alive.