soft electric guitar riff fades in, hazy synth pads shimmering like dawn]
[distant morning birds chirp under a gentle lo-fi beat; faint vinyl crackle]
[warm 808 bass hums low, soft snaps pan left and right]
---
[Verse 1]
Light spills through my window blinds,
Half awake, but it feels divine.
Cold hands meet the sun outside,
Guess I made it through another night.
(yeah... oh...)
Dreams still stick to the back of my head,
Memories I almost left for dead.
But the air feels sweet, my chest feels light,
Guess pain don’t last when the world feels right.
[muffled hums trail like breath on glass]
The colors hit like honeyed sound,
My shadow melts into the ground.
And I whisper low, “I’m still here,”
As the morning hums inside my ear.
[acoustic layer strums in sync with synth pads; subtle ambient choir fades up]
---
[Pre-Chorus]
And I don’t need a reason, (mmm yeah…)
Just this kind of season. (oh, oh, oh...)
Let the colors paint my soul,
Let the warmth make me whole.
(sway with me, breathe with me, let it go...)
[reverb deepens, harmonies glide upward into falsetto echoes]
---
[Chorus]
[beat lifts; smooth sub-bass and hi-hats shimmer]
After the dark, I feel the spark,
Like I’ve been reborn in this golden park.
Sky turns pink, and my mind turns calm,
Finally safe in the sun’s soft palm.
(ahhh... yeah, yeah...)
No rush, no scars,
Just peace where the heartbreaks are.
The light hits hard,
But it feels like art,
After the dark.
[vocal run: “oooh–oooh–ooh yeah...” drifts high into falsetto]
[guitar riff brightens, gentle piano chords trickle in]
---
[Verse 2]
Cigarette smoke in the amber air,
Last night’s ghosts ain’t welcome there.
I smile small—just enough to stay,
Letting go feels good today.
(so good, yeah…)
Time moves slow, no need to chase,
The sun paints love on my tired face.
Everything I lost, I swear,
Feels like it’s still out there.
(oohhh... still out there...)
[soft hums stack; delayed reverb glides across the mix]
Melted frost beneath my shoes,
Every heartbeat finds its cue.
The world feels tuned, the sky’s brand new,
And the light feels honest, too.
[guitar bends, chorus melody foreshadowed on lead synth line]
---
[Bridge]
[vocal layers echo softly in falsetto; background harmonies swirl]
Maybe this is what they mean,
When they talk about serenity.
No diamonds, no cars, no fame,
Just the sun whisperin’ my name.
(ahh-ahh... whisperin’ my name...)
[tape delay trails the final “name” into dreamy reverb]
I breathe in gold, exhale relief,
The kind that’s warm, the kind that’s brief.
But every moment feels complete,
When daylight wraps around my grief.
[soft synth strings rise slowly, kick muted under the surface]
---
[Final Chorus]
[beat swells again; falsetto harmonies float around the lead]
After the dark, I feel the spark,
Like I’ve been reborn in this golden park.
Sky turns pink, and my mind turns calm,
Finally safe in the sun’s soft palm.
(ohhh, let it burn, let it bloom...)
No rush, no scars,
Just peace, just release...
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