Fading Lights

The fading lights, they call my name,

Through silent halls of endless pain,

A whispered breath, a final sigh,

The time has come to say goodbye.

Though shadows fall and tears may flow,

There's beauty in the letting go,

A fragile hope, a last embrace,

A memory time cannot erase.

Fading lights, they guide me home,

Through empty streets I walk alone,

In every dusk, a dawn will rise,

Beyond the tears, beyond the skies.

The past remains a distant shore,

But I will find my strength once more.