Where the Flame Begins

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[Verse 1]
If love were silence, if faith were still,
What engine drives the human will?
We’d plant machines in barren ground,
But hear no laughter in the sound.

[Pre-Chorus]
A clock ticks on without a face,
Marking motion, losing grace.
No wild rivers, just a stream,
Flowing faintly through a dream.

[Chorus]
Without the spark where the flame begins,
We’re architects of hollow winds.
Builders of walls that never confide,
Dancers with no fire inside.

[Verse 2]
The earth would spin, its course precise,
With no hand to melt the ice.
No gaze to meet, no stories told,
Just empty hands clutching fool’s gold.

[Bridge]
But faith is the thread that pulls the dark,
Love’s the ember that leaves its mark.
Not built to break, but born to bend,
A song unwritten till the end.

[Chorus]
Without the spark where the flame begins,
We’re architects of hollow winds.
Builders of walls that never confide,
Dancers with no fire inside.

[Outro]
So we rise on love, we’re stitched by faith,
They shape the chaos, they hold the space.
For in their absence, we’d just persist,
A pulse alive, but barely missed.

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