Текст песни
On the edge where light erases all dark
Where day wakes the dusk with a single spark
A faceless Painter - in the pupil of silence
Weaves invisible threads of your fate and reliance
He paints not with color, but with meaning and will
Where good and evil are but letters until
He traces the outcome of every deed
And a red thread rises to build what you need
Let the unseen thread pull you forward and through
Where each of us creates and lives, me and you
Not passion, not doubt, but the breath of your days
Decides how you walk through your fate's woven maze
We are all just brushstrokes on his endless canvas
Remembering warmth in the light that embraces
And every choice we make - joy or rest
Is a splash of light on the river's dark crest
Let the unseen thread pull you forward and through
Where each of us creates and lives, me and you
Not passion, not doubt, but the breath of your days
Decides how you walk through your fate's woven maze
The Painter laughs through a break in his voice
You thought you chose? I was the hidden chance
And a whisper on the edge, where fear has died
I tied this thread myself - on my own hands, I tied
The brush freezes still, the canvas in hush
Takes in the light and you, through the crush
And the thread that seemed like a stranger's design
Lies on your palm and becomes yours, divine
Let the unseen thread pull you forward and through
Where each of us creates and lives, me and you
Not passion, not doubt, but the breath of your days
Decides how you walk through your fate's woven maze
The light fades - but a new dawn is clear
You're no longer a viewer You are the light here
