In the silence of fading stars,
Where dreams hang low, like smoke in bars,
Quiet streets that softly weep,
Holding secrets that we keep.
Midnight echoes in the air,
Stories linger everywhere,
A soft hum in the twilight glow,
Gentle strum of hearts that know.
Chasing shadows, lost and found,
Where broken dreams walk on the ground,
Every whispered sigh, a tale,
In the warmth of night, we set sail.
Fading glow of the moonlit skies,
Reflecting hopes that never die,
In the stillness, we find our way,
Guided by the stars that sway.
Time ticks gently, like a stream,
In every corner lies a dream,
With every step, we dance along,
To the rhythm of our song.
And in this moment, we'll abide,
With fading light, and arms open wide,
The night is ours; we'll rise above,
In fading stars, we find our love.
As dawn approaches, whispers fade,
Yet the memories we’ve made won’t jade,
In quiet streets, forever stay,
The echoes linger, come what may.
Indie
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