I THINK I FILL IN (DJ版)

I THINK I FILL IN(DJ)

词：花之舞

曲：花之舞

these heirlooms of the heart,

Fragile things that never part

Threads of gold in weathered seams,

Stitching through our waking dreams.

In every crack, in every scar,

Shines the light of who we are.

We’re made of stories, soft and deep,

Like seeds that ancient cedars keep.