David B. Francis - Golden, Warm, Alive Lyrics

"You know... it starts so small.
A flicker. A breath. Something we almost missed.
But there it is, floating, moving, never quite stopping."
"And the trees? They just watch."
A whisper in the dark
A glimmer in the leaves
It turns, it twists
A shadow under the eaves
The trees lean in
The stars hold their breath
Tiny soul
Dancing with death
Tiny soul
Where the wind goes
Nobody knows
Through the trees, through the flame
It drifts without a name
They say the stars are maps
Roads Highways
But not for this
No destination, just the motion
Endless motion
Do you hear it
The sigh. The cry. The cosmic lullaby
It once danced in the light
Golden, warm, alive
Now it slips into the cracks
The echoes
The places we don't look
What's left behind
Memories
Ashes
A name carved into nothing
Tiny soul
Where the wind goes
Nobody knows
Through the trees, through the flame
It drifts without a name
They say the stars are maps
Roads Highways
But not for this
No destination, just the motion
It drifts without a name
They say the stars are maps
Roads Highways
But not for this
No destination, just the motion
Endless motion
Do you hear it
The sigh. The cry. The cosmic lullaby
It once danced in the light
Golden, warm, alive
Now it slips into the cracks
The echoes
The places we don't look
What's left behind
Memories
Ashes
A name carved into nothing
Tiny soul
Where the wind goes
Nobody knows
Through the seas, through the flame
It drifts without a name
"And when it's gone, the stars keep crying."
"But maybe that's how they shine."