In the stillness of the night, the tides call out to me,
Whispers of a longing heart, drifting wild and free.
With each wave that crashes down, I feel the pull inside,
A heart that’s lost, a soul that’s torn, caught in the rising tide.
Underneath the twilight glow, the world begins to shimmer,
Reflections of the dreams we chase, the flame that feels much dimmer.
But in the spaces of our hearts, where hopes and shadows dance,
We collide like stars against the dusk, caught in a fleeting chance.
As we breathe the salty air, the horizon steals my gaze,
A canvas painted in past loves, a brush of golden craze.
But every stroke of fate can lead to cracks upon the wall,
Will we rise, or will we sink? Will this be our final call?
The moonlight bathes our tender souls, revealing all we hide,
In the depths of vulnerability, where our fears collide.
Years of laughter laced with ache are mingled in the foam,
As the tides pull at my heart, will we find our way back home?
Let me hold you through the storm, beyond the skies of gray,
Though the road may twist and turn, love will light the way.
Every heartbeat in the dark, every tear that we release,
In the echoes of our yearning, may we find our sweet release.
So I’ll follow you to the edge where the sea and sky embrace,
Though the world might collapse around us, in time we’ll find our place.
And as the stars begin to fade, I’ll whisper one last sigh,
Together, we can chase the dawn, and let our dreams take flight.
Indie
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