In the neon haze where the whispers fade,
We dance like shadows, restless and afraid.
Fleeting hope in the corners of our minds,
Entangled in a rhythm, we search to find.
Fractured chords of the songs we sung,
Echo through the alleys where the night feels young.
Voices rise like smoke, wrapping round our dreams,
In this labyrinth of light, nothing's as it seems.
With shattered masks, we unveil our fears,
Painting the night with forgotten tears.
Every glance a promise, every touch a lie,
Weaving tales of glory, beneath a painted sky.
Running through the chaos, chasing the unknown,
Holding tight to memories, but feeling so alone.
The city breathes a lullaby, as secrets unfold,
In this world of shadows, we’ll never grow old.
Each heartbeat a reminder, a flicker in the dark,
Searching for the signal, the solitary spark.
As we bridge the distance between lost and found,
We shatter through the silence, let our voices sound.
In the neon haze where our dreams collide,
We’ll find a way to keep the past alive.
Though the masks we wear can only fade away,
Our spirits rise together, come what may.
And in the end, beneath the stars so bright,
We’ll leave behind the shadows, step into the light.
With every shattered piece, we’ll build a brand new way,
In a world where love and hope shall always stay.
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Shattered masks, neon haze, fleeting hope, restless shadows, fractured chords