Bright Loom's Echo

[Verse 1]
The highway stretched out, a loose thread in the sun,
To where fiddle-sparks flickered, a new day begun.
Past fields steeped in coffee, and damp earth's soft sigh,
We followed the music, beneath Andean sky.

[Chorus]
Oh, we spun a bright fabric, from disparate strands,
A rhythm of heartbeats across these mountain lands.
For a moment, all lonely threads found their home,
A seamless connection, in that river's edge loom.

[Verse 2]
A laugh like old timber, a hand strong and worn,
New patterns emerged from the moment we're born.
Stories unwound, like the clouds from the peaks,
As shared cups of aguardiente, a warmth in our cheeks.

[Chorus]
Oh, we spun a bright fabric, from disparate strands,
A rhythm of heartbeats across these mountain lands.
For a moment, all lonely threads found their home,
A seamless connection, in that river's edge loom.

[Bridge]
Through a tear in the canvas, the starlight would gleam,
A quiet revelation, a vibrant new dream.
Each melody mended, what time had unwound,
A resilient new pattern, on holy ground.

[Outro]
Though we scatter like seeds on the wind's gentle sweep,
That bright loom's echo, our hearts will forever keep.