Fragments of Tomorrow

We painted dreams in colors strange,

But they slipped through our hands, out of range.

We built our castles on shifting stone,

Now we’re lost in a world we’ve never known.

Time is a mirror that cracks with age,

We’re stuck on the wrong side of the page.

Fragments of tomorrow, in the air,

We never saw it coming, we never cared.

Chasing ghosts that we can’t touch,

Now we stand in ruins, feeling too much.

The winds don’t whisper, they scream too loud,

The silence speaks louder than the crowd.

We built our walls too high to climb,

Now we’re trapped in the echo of time.

Time is a mirror that cracks with age,

We’re stuck on the wrong side of the page.

Fragments of tomorrow, in the air,

We never saw it coming, we never cared.

Chasing ghosts that we can’t touch,

Now we stand in ruins, feeling too much.

We burned the pages, but the ink won’t fade,

The stories are lost, but we’re still afraid.

The future is a place we can’t define,

Just fragments of the lives we left behind.

Fragments of tomorrow, in the air,

We never saw it coming, we never cared.

Chasing ghosts that we can’t touch,

Now we stand in ruins, feeling too much.

Fragments of tomorrow, slipping through,

We never knew what we were meant to do.