[Intro] (In a dreamy haze, the guitar hums softly) [Verse 1] Some are stars that burn too fast, Lighting up the sky, but never last. Others drift like autumn leaves, Quiet whispers carried on the breeze. Some are storms, wild and free, Crashing waves in a relentless sea. And some are mountains, steady and tall, Standing firm when you feel small. [Chorus] Oh, the people we meet, Shadows and flames, hearts that beat. They shape the world, they color the air, A kaleidoscope of souls everywhere. [Verse 2] Some are mirrors, reflecting your soul, Showing pieces of you, making you whole. Some are riddles, wrapped in disguise, Mysteries hidden behind their eyes. Some are anchors, holding you still, When the winds of chaos bend your will. And some are sparks, igniting the flame, Setting fire to your heart’s deep claim. [Chorus] Oh, the people we meet, Shadows and flames, hearts that beat. They shape the world, they color the air, A kaleidoscope of souls everywhere. [Outro] (In the fading echo of a dream) Some are whispers, some are screams, Fragments of life in endless streams. We’re all wanderers in this grand parade, A tapestry of souls that never fades.