[Verse] Old moon climbs the cedar's spine, Whispers tales the stones have known, Wind sings through the hollow pine— Stories carved in time, not stone. [Verse] Once, the river spoke in tongues, Told of stars that walked the land, And the trees, they danced in dawn, Brought the sky to earth’s own hand. [Pre-Chorus] Hush now, children, lean in close— The night remembers every name, Every dream that dared to grow In the dark, and still remains. [Chorus] Oh, the fire never fades, Not in shadow, not in sleep, Light is born where hearts are laid, And the world still holds what we keep. From the roots, from the dust, From the hush, the ancient trust— Every soul has one true song, And the old ones sing it strong. [Chorus] Oh, the fire never fades, Not in shadow, not in sleep, Light is born where hearts are laid, And the world still holds what we keep. From the roots, from the dust, From the hush, the ancient trust— Every soul has one true song, And the old ones sing it strong. [Bridge] When the stars fall down in prayer, And the earth forgets to dream, Still the stories hang in air— Names we never had to name. The child will rise, the elder fades, But the tale does not depart— It lives in the breath that breaks the haze, And the beat that makes us heart. [Chorus] Oh, the fire never fades, Not in shadow, not in sleep, Light is born where hearts are laid, And the world still holds what we keep. From the roots, from the dust, From the hush, the ancient trust— Every soul has one true song, And the old ones sing it strong. [Outro] Sing it low… Sing it true… Sing it back to me when you’re through… (Whispered) The fire never dies… The fire never dies…