In the neon glow where the dreams collide,
I'm dancing on the edge of a silver tide.
Caught up in the whispers of the night,
As the stars align in the cosmic light.
Feel the heartbeat of the urban sprawl,
A rhythmic pulse, like a siren’s call.
Through the grid of shadows, we lose control,
In this astral dance, we bare our souls.
Cascading lights in the midnight air,
Lost in the echoes, it's magic we share.
Underneath the synths, our secrets flow,
In this twilight haze, let our spirits go.
Each electric moment, a timeless thrill,
Our bodies moving like a space-bound reel.
In the afterglow, where the wild things roam,
This city of dreams, it feels like home.
As the twilight fades and the sun breaks free,
We'll hold onto this dream, you and me.
For every heartbeat, a promise we're told,
In the pulse of the night, our story unfolds.
Transcending time, we chase our fate,
In the world of shadows, we illuminate.
So take my hand as we drift away,
In the twilight's embrace, forever we'll stay.
And as the night surrenders to dawn’s embrace,
We’ll find our way back to this sacred place.
With one final glance, we'll look to the sky,
In the pulse of the twilight, we’ll never say goodbye.
Synthwave
grid, pulse, twilight, astral, cascade