Whispers in the Scrolls (Starflight Song - Wings of Fire : Moon Rising)

:::: Whispers in the Scrolls :::: (Verse 1) I trace the lines, the maps of old, Every fact I've memorized, the truth untold, I cling to the stories of dragons past, But courage, it fades away too fast. Shoulders tense, always looking back, Afraid to charge, worried to attack, The world outside is much too loud, I’d rather hide, blend into the crowd. (Pre-Chorus) But deep inside, a fire burns low, I want to be brave, though it rarely shows, Pages filled with battles, I know their dance, But in the real world, I’ve missed my chance. (Chorus) If I just knew more, could I finally be strong? Could I stand my ground where I’ve been wrong? The scrolls whisper wisdom, but my claws shake still, Am I destined to watch, frozen by will? In the midst of the flames, can I learn to fight, Or forever be lost in the library’s light? (Verse 2) Scars of battle mark my eyes, But even blinded, I analyze, Each moment, each step, each twist of fate, Yet in my fear, I hesitate. I wish I could be fearless, bold, Like those in the stories I’ve been told, But caution keeps me tethered tight, A dragon lost in endless fright. (Pre-Chorus) But deep inside, a fire burns low, I want to be brave, though it rarely shows, Pages filled with battles, I know their dance, But in the real world, I’ve missed my chance. (Chorus) If I just knew more, could I finally be strong? Could I stand my ground where I’ve been wrong? The scrolls whisper wisdom, but my claws shake still, Am I destined to watch, frozen by will? In the midst of the flames, can I learn to fight, Or forever be lost in the library’s light? (Bridge) I hear the echoes, knowledge in my wings, But it’s courage, not scrolls, that real power brings, Can I rise above the fear that binds, And leave the overthinking far behind? (Chorus) If I just knew more, could I finally be strong? Could I stand my ground where I’ve been wrong? The scrolls whisper wisdom, but my claws shake still, Am I destined to watch, frozen by will? In the midst of the flames, can I learn to fight, Or forever be lost in the library’s light? (Outro) The pages may guide, but they cannot lead, I must find the strength to plant my own seed. In the silence of fear, will I ever be free, Or always be bound by the scrolls that define me?