[Verse 1]
In realms of ether, boundless and unseen,
Where flesh and bone to shadows have resigned,
Our spirits wander, silent and serene,
In search of sensations left behind.

[Chorus]
Ah, touch the memory of a gentle breeze,
The warmth of sun upon an earthly face,
With each forgotten whisper, spirits grieve,
Longing for the lost, human embrace.

[Ethereal Chorus]
Ah, touch the memory of a gentle breeze,
The warmth of sun upon an earthly face,
Through timeless voids, our formless echoes roam,
In aetherial expanse where hearts implore.
Yet yearn we still for yesteryear’s sweet home,
Where pain and pleasure touched the very core.

[Bridge]
Can you recall, amidst the stardust spun,
The taste of rain, the weight of earthly toil?
Or has the march of progress, now begun,
Stripped from us the treasures of mortal coil?

[Coda]
Thus sing we now, our bodiless refrain,
A plea for feeling in our plane anew.
In echoes deep, let passions rise again,
For only through such pains, our joys renew.