We were golden once,
In the summer haze, our laughter untamed,
running through fields of possibility,
Unaware of the shadows lurking at the edge.

But now the light fades,
Dreams slipping through our fingers like sand,
The weight of grown-up sorrows
Pressing down, heavy and relentless.

We used to dance in the rain,
Innocence our armor, joy our shield,
But the storm has grown fierce,
And our hearts have grown weary....