In the velvet dusk, where shadows play,
I wander through memories of yesterday,
Worn-out soles on these weary blues,
Searching for comfort in the night’s soft hues.
Every broken shimmer leads me astray,
In a world so still, yet so far away,
Restless chords strum on my heartstrings tight,
As the moody haze swallows the light.
The rusted moon hangs low in the sky,
Whispering secrets of dreams that passed by,
Echoes of laughter mixed with the rain,
Filling the silence, soaking in pain.
With every step through the shadowed echo,
I feel the weight of the love I let go,
These tired eyes find solace in grief,
Caught in the twilight, seeking relief.
Oh, the nights stretch long, like a winding road,
With the weight of the world, I carry this load,
Yet in the darkness, there’s still a tune,
As I sway with my sorrows beneath the rusted moon.
So here I stand, with hope in my heart,
A flicker of fire from the ashes, a spark,
And though the shadows may linger and loom,
I’ll dance with my dreams 'neath the rusted moon.
Let the stars whisper softly, as I find my way,
Through the timeless echoes, I'll be okay,
For every weary song must find its reprieve,
And in the still night, I’ll learn how to believe.
Blues
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