In the quiet where the shadows dance,
Mellow beats weave through my reverie,
Wistful harmonies hang in the air,
A whispered breath of what used to be.
Soulful rhythms pulse beneath the night,
Each heartbeat echoing tales unwound,
Raw stories etched in the fading light,
Caught in the silence, no solace found.
Driving down roads that once felt so alive,
Atmospheric chords pull me to the past,
Chasing moments like stars in the sky,
But time's like a river, forever it flows fast.
Gentle dynamics cradle my thoughts,
Every note a memory, a bittersweet seam,
Indie emotion paints colors so soft,
In this canvas of hope, I chase a dream.
With every step, the echoes remain,
Footprints of laughter, the warmth and the pain,
And as daylight dawns, I hold on tight,
To the ghosts of the night, to the dreams of the night.
So let the mellow beats guide me along,
Through the wistful harmonies that once felt so strong,
I'll sing my own story, drift gently downstream,
Where soul finds its music, and life finds its theme.
As the world awakens, I’ll learn to be free,
In whispers of twilight, I'll finally see.
With the last note fading, I'm ready to go,
In the arms of the morning, I find my own glow.
Indie
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