Caption :
(Verse 1)
In the land of standing grass,
Where dreams paint the skies so vast,
Mystic city, a distant vibe,
Keeps its secrets, oh, in the fading light.
(Pre-Chorus)
The plants, they reach up high,
Growing wild, don't ask why,
Twilight hits, a scent in the air,
Reveals a world with a magic flare.
(Chorus)
Old sage whispers to our souls,
Things are born from the unknown,
And back to the unknown they go,
In this world of dreams and silent echoes.
(Verse 2)
A worker in a hazy life,
Walks the streets where hopes collide,
Meticulous, unsure, searching for his lane,
In a city where rules reign supreme.
(Pre-Chorus)
Plans fall through, dreams slip away,
Like mirages, they fade and sway,
Bureaucracy, that sacred empty space,
Can it reveal beauty in its embrace?
(Chorus)
Old sage whispers to our souls,
Things are born from the unknown,
And back to the unknown they go,
In this world of dreams and silent echoes.
(Bridge)
So this city unfolds its tale,
A space where time sets sail,
The unknown weaves its subtle thread,
In this land where the grass stands tall instead.
(Chorus)
Old sage whispers to our souls,
Things are born from the unknown,
And back to the unknown they go,
In this world of dreams and silent echoes.