Under velvet skies where the shadows play,
Drifting softly down an endless way,
I find my solitude in whispered dreams,
With moonlight draping over ancient streams.
Footsteps echo like a distant tune,
The air is thick with the scent of June,
Every flicker tells a story untold,
Of loves that linger, of hearts turned bold.
Chasing secrets in the cool night air,
The lanterns flicker, casting light everywhere,
In the quiet, I can hear your voice,
A haunting melody, I have no choice.
Lost in the rhythm of the stars above,
A gentle reminder of a broken love,
But tonight, I’m wrapped in silver embrace,
Finding comfort in this lonely space.
Drifting somewhere between here and there,
As the moon weaves myths with a tender glare,
Time stands still, and the world feels right,
With every heartbeat, I’m swallowed by night.
Lanterns dancing like thoughts in the wind,
Unraveling tales where we once had sinned,
Yet in the stillness of this familiar place,
I gather the pieces, I find my grace.
So here I wander, letting go of the past,
Embracing the shadows as each moment lasts,
With every lantern burned and dream laid bare,
I’m stitched to the night, freed from despair.
Under velvet skies where the shadows play,
I’ll keep drifting onward, where the heart may sway,
And in the glow of the night’s soft light,
I’ll find my way back to love and flight.
Indie
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