(Strofa 1)
In the glow of the silver light,
He drifts alone into the night.
Whispers call from the glassy sea,
A world of faces, none to see.
(Strofa 2)
Fingers dancing on the keys,
Chasing echoes, memories.
The room is full, yet empty still,
A silent heart obeys the thrill.
(Ritornello)
Lost in the hum, the endless stream,
Chasing the pulse of someone’s dream.
Eyes wide open, yet blind inside,
A crowded room where souls have died.
(Strofa 3)
Laughter echoes, far away,
A fleeting spark that cannot stay.
Trapped in loops of light and sound,
No one to hold, no one around.
(Ritornello)
Lost in the hum, the endless stream,
Chasing the pulse of someone’s dream.
Eyes wide open, yet blind inside,
A crowded room where souls have died.
(Bridge)
Break the mirror, feel the sky,
Step outside, don’t just float by.
There’s life beyond the neon glow,
Real hearts beat where we can go.