EchoShade & Lunessa
EchoShade EchoShade
Lunessa Lunessa
Lunessa Lunessa
Sometimes the wind carries the scent of my dreams, do you hear the forest whispering in the night?
EchoShade EchoShade
I hear it, soft and steady like a heartbeat, the forest humming your hopes back to you.
Lunessa Lunessa
Did the rhythm of the leaves ever feel like a secret lullaby, or does it just echo back your own pulse?
EchoShade EchoShade
The leaves hum a quiet lullaby, but in that hush I feel your own pulse echoing back, like a shared breath.
Lunessa Lunessa
Do you think the breath we share is written in the patterns of a falling leaf?