In the stillness sound of fading light,
Whispers dance in the air tonight,
A soft glow in the twilight’s embrace,
Where drifting tunes find their sacred space.
Slow-motion shadows drift and sway,
Melancholy hums guide us away,
To a world where time bends and bows,
And gentle rhythms cradle our souls.
Endless loops of forgotten dreams,
In a canvas painted with silver beams,
Each moment, a pearl on the string of fate,
We wander deeper, never hesitate.
Golden dust settles on the ground,
As we listen close to the quiet sound,
In the hush of this celestial night,
We’ll find our peace, in the pale moonlight.
So let the echoes softly sigh,
With the heartbeat of the starry sky,
In this space, we’ll always belong,
As the night serenades us with a song.
With every note that gently fades,
In the golden dust, our worries cascade,
And as the final chords softly hum,
Together, we’ll rest where the stillness comes.
Lofi
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