Vyana Vision — Тысячи Дорог

You take the road that bends beside the river.
I follow signs that point to somewhere new.
Two separate maps, two hands upon the wheel.
Still, every turn keeps bringing me to you.
A pause between the words we meant to say.
A quiet little pull that doesn't fade.
Somewhere between your signal and mine.
A thread keeps crossing miles and time.
No need to name it.
No need to explain.