Lyrics
[Verse]
Beneath the boughs where shadows creep
The willow sways in ancient sleep
Her fingers brush the silver stream
A cradle born of twilight’s dream
[Prechorus]
A thousand tales she hums
Unsaid
Her roots hold secrets of the dead
[Chorus]
Oh whisper
Whisper
Willow wise
Your voice is wind
Your song the skies
Tell me where the lost hearts go
When rivers cease and winds don’t blow
[Verse 2]
A traveler came with boots of dust
A cane of oak
A soul of rust
He asked the willow for her lore
And she just wept
And nothing more
[Bridge]
Her tears
They fell like morning dew
They kissed the ground
They soaked his shoe
He laughed
He cried
He sang
He swore
He begged for truths she hid before
[Chorus]
Oh whisper
Whisper
Willow wise
Your voice is wind
Your song the skies
Tell me where the lost hearts go
When rivers cease and winds don’t blow
Style
flute-drivenballadand dynamic shifts between soft verses and energetic chorusesfolk rockstorytelling vocalsacoustic guitar with intricate fingerpickingmelodic
Prompt
A ballad Jethro Tuull style
Credits
Prompt byNeuronHarmony732
GeneratedAug 22, 2025
ModelAria v4
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