In motion through the color,
We dance on fragile ground,
The echoes of our story,
In every whispered sound.
Beneath the waves of silence,
Your shadows intertwine,
Lost in the stillness,
Your heart becomes my line.
Through the hues of twilight,
Your laughter paints the sky,
A canvas full of memories,
Where dreams just learn to fly.
With every breath, we linger,
The moments soft and small,
Like ripples on the surface,
We rise and we will fall.
Oh, the waves will crash around us,
But in the storm, we smile,
Our souls become the lighthouse,
Guiding through the miles.
Though fragile is our journey,
The colors never fade,
In a world that spins in silence,
This bond we’ve gently made.
In the quiet of the evening,
With the twilight's golden glow,
We forge a new beginning,
In a tale only we know.
So let’s embrace the motion,
And let the waves unfold,
For in this dance of stillness,
Our hearts will find a home.
In motion through the color,
We'll weave our tales anew,
And in the fragile moments,
I'll always find you, too.
With every wave that crashes,
And every story told,
Our souls will sing together,
In a tapestry of gold.
Indie
Motion, Color, Fragile, Story, Stillness, Waves, Soul