[Verse]
The sun melts slow on the city’s spine
Fingers trace the air like it’s a lifeline
Golden streaks drip from the sky’s hand
Shadows stretch like dancers across the land
[Prechorus]
Can you feel the hum beneath your feet
A rhythm soft but bittersweet
[Chorus]
Golden hour dreams don’t fade
They linger like whispers in the shade
Catch them fast or let them slip
Hold tight to the sun’s last grip
[Verse 2]
The breeze tastes like honey and wild thyme
Your laugh cuts through like a perfect rhyme
The world’s a canvas and we’re the spray
Colors burst as the night eats day
[Prechorus]
Do you hear the pulse inside the air
A quiet song that says we’re there
[Chorus]
Golden hour dreams don’t fade
They linger like whispers in the shade
Catch them fast or let them slip
Hold tight to the sun’s last grip