The shadows of the yesterday have faded into gray,We’re standing on the threshold of a brighter, bolder day.The static in the silence starts to hum a brand new tune,Underneath the silver glow of a midday rising moon.
Don’t look back at the broken glass or bridges left behind,There’s a symphony of color that we’re only now to find.The rhythm in your heartbeat is the drum that leads the way,Through the echoes of the night into the golden light of May. Gryffin Best Is Yet You
The best is not a memory, it isn't locked in time,It’s the mountain still before us that we’re destined now to climb.So let the music lift you, let the spirit overcome—Because the best of all our stories is the one that’s yet to come. The shadows of the yesterday have faded into
Every stumble was a step, every silence was a song,We’ve been building up the strength to belong where we belong.Hold your breath and feel the rush, let the heavy moments go,We are seeds within the garden that are just about to grow. Every stumble was a step, every silence was