Prism Breeze

• In the shadows where we dance,  
  We chase the echoes of a rusted rhythm,  
  Underneath the worn-out streetlights,  
  We find our way, the night like a prism.  
  
  Faded songs that linger softly,  
  Silent whispers between the trees,  
  Glimmered tones that pull us closer,  
  In this vibrant light, we feel so free.  
  
  With every heartbeat, the world slows down,  
  Painting dreams upon the ground,  
  A tapestry of memories woven tight,  
  We’re lost within this swirling night.  
  
  Hand in hand, we wander far,  
  Through fields of twilight, beneath the stars,  
  The gentle breeze draws us near,  
  Each note we play, a chance to be clear.  
  
  Oh, how the colors start to blend,  
  Refracting hope that knows no end,  
  In every sigh, a treasure found,  
  A melody in the quiet sound.  
  
  And as the dawn begins to break,  
  The whispers fade, but hearts won’t ache,  
  For in the tune of what we've shared,  
  Lives a vibrant light, forever bared.  
  
  So take this moment, hold it tight,  
  In the prism breeze, we’ll find our light,  
  A rusted rhythm, a glimmered song,  
  Together in this space, we shall belong.  
  
  With every dawn that bids goodbye,  
  We’ll carry forth our dreams that fly,  
  As life unfolds and seasons change,  
  We’ll dance again, our souls arranged.

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Indie

Prism Breeze, Rusted Rhythm, Glimmered Tone, Vibrant Light, Faded Song