In this land, the streets are cold and hollow

The flicker of kindness is hard to follow

Where a handshake hides a guarded heart

And even the sunlight feels torn apart

And in this land, stories no longer rhyme

Some speak softly of a better time

A promise is more than paper and pen

Hopes fade like smoke in the wind again

In this land, there's a long way between lovers

And in this land, there's a long space between brothers

In this land, there are few we can call a friend

And in this land, could soon be the very end

And in this land, we gather yet stand alone

Tethered to screens, not flesh and bone

The laughter grows faint through concrete walls

And even the children no longer call

But in this land, a song can still be heard

Soft as the wind, strong as a whispered word

A candle glows where two souls meet

And broken hearts remember how to beat

And in this land, though silence often plays

There's music still but in hidden ways

A hand reached out, a gentle smile

And hope returns, if only for a while

A melodic, laid-back rock song.