Broken Hearted

There's something magical about that moment when the sky is just beginning to lighten and the air seems to fill with new meaning. It seems like nothing has changed yet - it's just dawn, but somewhere deep inside, wings are already unfolding. Everything that seemed like an ending suddenly turns into a pause before the beginning. This song doesn't sound like despair, but rather a gentle stubbornness. It's like when your heart is bursting at the seams, but your hands still hold on. When even the longest night cannot cancel the dawn. And a voice seems to whisper - not heroically, not loudly - just "hang in there." Because the light is already coming, and the pain is slowly melting away, like ice under the sun.