Drifting through the nebula, shadows intertwine,
Where the fractured echoes hum in perfect time.
Dancing with the starlight, on this cosmic wave,
The hollow pulse is guiding, a rhythmic cradle, brave.
Wavelengths drift in silence, painting skies aglow,
Frosted synths awaken, whispering tales of old.
In the heart of the night, where dreams and magic blend,
We ride the lunar currents, where the groove transcends.
In this electric twilight, we’ll chase the shadow's grace,
With every note unraveling, leading to a brighter place.
Through the spectrum of our longing, we touch upon the seams,
Transcending all the darkness, igniting vibrant dreams.
When the dawn is breaking, and the stars begin to fade,
We'll hold onto this moment, in the music we have made.
Though the world may shift around us, in this fleeting space,
We find forever in the rhythm, lost within the pace.
So let the lunar bass thump, let it echo through our veins,
As we weave our sonic story, dancing in the rain.
With every beat they bond us, and every sound we share,
We’ll carry on the magic, forever in the air.
Through the cosmic pathways, we’ll sail into the night,
Chasing dreams on shimmering tides, together we take flight.
As the music lingers softly, in the cool of dusk’s embrace,
We find a sense of closure, in this timeless place.
Electronic
Lunar Bass, Fractured Echo, Wavelength Drift, Hollow Pulse, Frosted Synth