Through corridors of time we found our way
Where ancient spirits chose to stay and play
The temple bells rang out at dawn and dusk
A language spoken only in the dusk
Your footsteps echoed through the empty hall
Where shadows danced upon the ancient wall
Each carving told a story of the past
Of love too deep to hold or hold too fast
The wind carried whispers from the deep wood
Where everything was once understood
Your eyes reflected centuries of dreams
Of rivers flowing toward eternal streams
The offering was placed upon the stone
A gesture made when we were all alone
The smoke arose toward the heavens high
Carrying our wishes to the sky
When the last bell echoed through the air
I felt your presence lingering there
Ancient whispers speak of love divine
A bond that time itself cannot define
