[Verse] Threads pull tight between her hands, Fading light falls soft on lands, Whispers of a village past, Stories stitched to hold and last. [Pre-Chorus] Buttons worn like time on skin, Echoes where the tales begin, [Chorus] Hear her voice in the quiet seams, Sewing life into broken dreams, Every word a gentle trace, Of a home we can’t replace. Hear her voice in the quiet seams, Sewing life into broken dreams, Hold it close, the fading light, Mother’s stories through the night. [Verse] Fingers glide through fragile thread, Words of sorrow softly said, Ancient roads and silent cries, Moonlight caught behind her eyes. [Pre-Chorus] Buttons worn like time on skin, Echoes where the tales begin, [Chorus] Hear her voice in the quiet seams, Sewing life into broken dreams, Every word a gentle trace, Of a home we can’t replace. Hear her voice in the quiet seams, Sewing life into broken dreams, Hold it close, the fading light, Mother’s stories through the night. [Bridge] In the hush between the stitches, Memories drift like whispered wishes, Soft as shadows, slow and deep, Tales she folds to keep. [Chorus] Hear her voice in the quiet seams, Sewing life into broken dreams, Every word a gentle trace, Of a home we can’t replace. Hear her voice in the quiet seams, Sewing life into broken dreams, Hold it close, the fading light, Mother’s stories through the night. [Outro] Mother’s stories through the night, Fading soft, fading light.