In the twilight between the wires,
We dance upon the frayed connections,
Holding on to electric dreams,
Caught in the mesh of our reflections.
Isolation sings a hollow tune,
Echoes bouncing off the moon's cold face,
A scattered heart, a fading bloom,
Searching for a familiar place.
Mirage of touch, you slip away,
A ghost in the shadows of our fears,
Every heartbeat starts to fray,
As resonance whispers through the years.
Fingers trace the lines of fate,
Feel the pulse of the night unfold,
In the stillness, we contemplate,
What’s lost and what’s left to hold.
With every spark, we ignite the dark,
Drawing closer, yet feeling apart,
An embrace, a fragile mark,
In the silence that hides the heart.
So we'll wander through this masquerade,
And weave our tales in colors bright,
Though tangled up in what we made,
We’ll find our way into the light.
In the twilight, let the shadows sway,
A final breath, a soft goodbye,
As scattered dreams along the way,
Fade softly into the vast night sky.
Alternative
Twilight, Wires, Embrace, Isolation, Scatter, Mirage, Resonance