[Verse] Copper moon spills soft on the stone path, Dew still holds the shape of the day’s last breath. Fingers trace the mint’s green curl, A whisper lost in the calm of the world. [Pre-Chorus] The world is quiet, but I’m not alone— Every leaf remembers, every shadow known. [Chorus] Oh, the night hums low, a lullaby in the air, Washing roots with silence, soft, without care. I’m the keeper of the quiet, the one who stays, Watering dreams in the garden of yesterday. Just the light, just the leaves, just the moon’s pale glow— I’m the dreamer who tends the things I still know. [Verse] Thyme remembers when the sun still smiled, Rosemary hums the tune I’ve almost filed. A cracked pot holds a memory, small and deep, Where laughter once grew on a worn-out street. [Pre-Chorus] The world is quiet, but I’m not alone— Every leaf remembers, every shadow known. [Chorus] Oh, the night hums low, a lullaby in the air, Washing roots with silence, soft, without care. I’m the keeper of the quiet, the one who stays, Watering dreams in the garden of yesterday. Just the light, just the leaves, just the moon’s pale glow— I’m the dreamer who tends the things I still know. [Bridge] And if the dawn comes slow, and the garden fades to gray, I’ll be here, still kneeling, still saying its name. In every drop, a moment that won’t leave, In every stem, a story I still believe. [Chorus] Oh, the night hums low, a lullaby in the air, Washing roots with silence, soft, without care. I’m the keeper of the quiet, the one who stays, Watering dreams in the garden of yesterday. Just the light, just the leaves, just the moon’s pale glow— I’m the dreamer who tends the things I still know. [Outro] Just the light… just the leaves… Just the moon… Still here.