In the still of the night, there's a midnight pulse,
Beatin' slow like my weary heart, oh, what a waltz.
The smoky hum of shadows driftin' by,
As I sit alone, beneath a trembling light in the sky.
Every tear's a story, every drop’s a song,
In the rain so shadowed, it’s where I feel I belong.
With velvet sorrow wrap me tight,
While I drown in echoes of this endless fight.
Whispers of the past like a ghostly call,
Every hollow glow feels like I’m bound to fall.
In the quiet moments, where silence screams,
I find a spark of hope buried in my dreams.
The streetlamps flicker like my fading desire,
In this blue night air, I can feel the fire.
Beneath the weight of shadows, I search for the dawn,
But the more I reach out, the more I feel withdrawn.
Oh, the moonlight’s weepin’, it knows my pain,
It dances with the raindrops fallin' down like shame.
Yet through this velvet sorrow that pours from my eyes,
I’ll find the strength to rise, to cut through these ties.
So here’s to the nights that bury me deep,
And the midnight pulse that won’t let me sleep.
With every smoky hum that fills my chest,
I’ll hold my weary heart, and I’ll do my best.
For through the trembling light, there's a world to see,
A flicker in the distance that sets my spirit free.
In the hollow glow, I’ll find my way,
Knowing even in the darkness, there comes a brand new day.
Blues
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