In the corners of a rusted frame,
Where the light used to dance, it feels the same,
A faded glow in the silver dawn,
Echoes of laughter linger on.
Beneath the weight of the evening sky,
A vibrant pulse that refuses to die,
We chase the shadows, we ride the dream,
In the glow of twilight, nothing’s as it seems.
The celestial wave carries whispers unknown,
And in the silence, we find a home,
A tapestry woven from threads of the past,
In moments of wonder, our hearts beat fast.
The colors are swirling in shades of delight,
While memories flicker like stars in the night,
With every breath, a story unfolds,
A journey of dreams and stories untold.
So let’s dive deeper where the echoes reside,
Embrace the shadows, let the stars be our guide,
With every heartbeat, we’ll redefine,
All the spaces where our worlds intertwine.
In the prism whisper, we'll find our way,
Through the rusted frame, the light leads the sway,
Wrapped in the magic of things just begun,
In this vibrant pulse, we’ll find our sun.
As the faded glow softly bids its farewell,
We carry the secrets only time will tell,
Together, we’ll wander, through night and through day,
In the heart of our rhythm, forever we’ll stay.
Indie
Prism Whisper, Rusted Frame, Vibrant Pulse, Faded Glow, Celestial Wave