On the horizon’s shifting face, where echoes start to hum
The shimmering lines all dance away, before I can become
Footsteps vanish in the dust, beneath a veiled sky
Whispers rise, then disappear, as I watch the day go by
A flame that hides inside my chest, will bloom into a star
I trace a trail I’ve never seen, though I don’t know how far
I’m floating in a fata morgana’s sway
Phantoms glisten in the distance, then they melt away
The shifting sands won’t turn around, the tides keep moving on
But I’ll follow every flicker, chasing where I don’t belong
The sky becomes a looking glass, that bends like liquid light
Reflections twist and ripple through the fading of the night
Threads untangle, pull apart, at the edge of morning’s glow
A doorway forms from silent winds, then vanishes below
A bell that sleeps beneath the earth, will wake beneath the stars
I hum a tune I never learned, but feel it in the dark
I’m floating in a fata morgana’s sway
Figures shimmer on the surface, always drift away
The needle spins, it never stops, no matter where I turn
But I’ll chase the quiet rhythm, through the fading lantern’s burn
When dusk and dawn entwine their threads
The world will bend and break
Illusion or a secret truth-only the wind will take
I’m floating in a fata morgana’s sway
Phantoms glisten in the distance, then they melt away
The shifting sands won’t turn around, the tides keep moving on
But I’ll follow every flicker, chasing where I don’t belong
Through the fata morgana, I’ll keep moving on
Seeking the flickers before they’re gone