In the whisper of the evening, shadows start to blend,
Echoes of our laughter, where the silence won’t end.
You said we’d find a way through the chaos in our hearts,
But the dawn only brings out the scars that tear us apart.
I watch the colors fading, drifting in the sky,
With every shade of heartache, I know the reasons why.
Promises like embers, fading one by one,
Each moment that we linger drags us from the sun.
Oh, I rise from the ashes of a wayward dream,
Trying to uncover what it all could mean.
Through the dissonance, I’m moving,
Searching for a melody lost in the twilight.
Every step feels heavy, caught beneath the weight,
The remnants of our passion whisper hope or fate.
As the city sleeps around us, we dance on shattered glass,
And I wonder if forever was a shadow from the past.
I see the night unfolding, the secrets that it keeps,
Fleeting like our reason, in the silence that it sweeps.
But in the pulse of darkness, I find a spark of light,
A fragile kind of promise, blooming in the night.
Still, I rise from the ashes of a wayward dream,
Finding strength in the chaos, piecing back the seams.
Through the dissonance, I’m moving,
Longing for a harmony lost in the twilight.
So take my hand and lead me through this endless fight,
We’ll carve our names in stardust, ignite the darkest night.
Beyond the scars we carry, beneath the weight of time,
In the symphony of shadows, together we will shine.
With every breath we take and each moment left to find,
We’ll write a page of history, in the echoes intertwined.
And as dawn breaks upon us, we’ll rise above it all,
Embracing every fragment, no longer feeling small.
Alternative
Dissonance, rise, chaos, twilight, scars