In the haze of fading light,
Where shadows dance and whisper low,
I find a place that feels so right,
As the evening starts to slowly unfold.
In the garden where the wildflowers bloom,
Petals kissed by twilight's gentle sigh,
I wander through the silent rooms,
Lost in dreams that drift and freely fly.
The moon hangs like a silver thread,
Weaving stories only night can tell,
With every step, I lose the dread,
Returning to this place where I once fell.
Underneath the stars, a soft refrain,
The air alive with all the things unsaid,
I breathe in deep, embracing the pain,
Knowing here, my heart can gently tread.
As the fireflies begin their dance,
They paint the world in strokes of gold,
Every flicker feels like a chance,
To light the path that I behold.
And in this moment, all is clear,
The drift of time no longer feels so slow,
Wrapped in twilight, you are near,
Together in the haze, we let it flow.
So let's breathe in the night’s sweet glow,
As the echoes of our laughter fill the air,
In this place where dreams do grow,
We’ll find our way, no need to beware.
With every heartbeat, every sigh,
We'll chase the dawn wherever it goes,
For in the twilight, you and I,
Can shine forever beneath the twilight's glow.
Indie
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