[Intro]
Silent city at dusk, a pulse in the air
Warm neon breathes through glass and stair
[Verse 1]
Low hum of distant traffic, a slow inhale
Dark rooms waking, fingertips trace a pale trail
Sparse keys, a meadow of echoes shedding light
Strings hover like fog above a quiet night
[Pre-Chorus]
A faint rise, a spark in the dim
Textures layer, breathing on a whim
[Chorus]
No words but a story in motion and tone
Glimmer of dawn in a tonal drone
Rhythms drift like rain on a window pane
Embers of memory spark, then wane
[Verse 2]
Midnight river of synths, a soft current flow
Brass whispers hint at streets where footsteps go
Percussion taps a heartbeat, steady and free
An empty canvas opening to what will be
[Pre-Chorus]
A widening arc, a pulse grows clear
Atmosphere thick with almost-sayings near
[Chorus]
No words but a story in motion and tone
Glimmer of dawn in a tonal drone
Rhythms drift like rain on a window pane
Embers of memory spark, then wane
[Bridge]
A hush before the crescendo, silver and cold
Aerial bells sprinkle secrets, brave and bold
[Chorus]
No words but a story in motion and tone
Glimmer of dawn in a tonal drone
Rhythms drift like rain on a window pane
Embers of memory spark, then wane
[Outro]
Night withdraws, the scene fades to gray
A final shimmer where colors softly decay
