A.l.a Music - The Mystic's Call

Ancient whispers from a golden past.
Spells of love that were designed to last.
Close your eyes and let the flute awake.
Every promise that we used to make.
Listen closely to the common cry.
Underneath the endless starry sky.
It's a ritual of love and pain.
Like a summer drop of heavy rain.
Lose yourself inside this deep embrace.
Time is moving in a different pace.
We are floating on a cosmic wave.
To the secrets that our spirits crave.
Sacred geometry within the sound.
Lost illusions that were never found.
Strings are weaving stories in the air.
Leaving us without a single care.