Intro] (Distant music box chimes, faint whispers, the sound of wind through empty corridors.)
Hush now, darling, don’t you cry…
The stars are watching, pale and shy…
Let them guide you, take your hand…
Drift away to no-man’s land…
(The music swells—ghostly violins hum like distant voices.)
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[Verse 1]
I wake to silver hands on glass
Tracing shadows from the past
Soft footsteps echo through my mind
Leading me where time unwinds
A lullaby in hollow air
A mother’s voice that isn’t there
The mirror bends, the walls decay
The night is calling me away
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[Chorus] (Sweeping and ethereal, like a dream unraveling into nightmare.)
Closer to the moon I rise
Dancing where the silence cries
One by one the stars grow dim
(Tell me, do you see me, or is it just the wind?)
Fingers made of porcelain
Reaching out to pull me in
Soft as whispers, cold as bone
(Tell me, do you hear me, or am I all alone?)
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[Verse 2]
The halls stretch long, they never end
I count the doors, but none let in
A silver thread, a hanging light
A voice that sings me through the night
She hums a song I used to know
A melody from long ago
But every time I sing along
The words are twisted, always wrong
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[Bridge] (Music slows—just a heartbeat and distant, warped laughter.)
(Come closer, dear… I’ve waited so long…)
(Come closer, dear… You belong…)
(Sudden rise—violins screech, then silence.)
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[Final Chorus] (Music swells—ethereal choirs, slow, ghostly waltz rhythm.)
Closer to the moon I rise
Dancing where the silence cries
One by one the stars grow dim
(Tell me, do you see me, or is it just the wind?)
Fingers made of porcelain
Reaching out to pull me in
Soft as whispers, cold as bone
(Tell me, do you hear me, or am I all alone?)
(The music fades—only the distant chime of a music box remains… slowly winding down to nothing.)
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