I close my eyes, the dark begins to bloom,
soft lights drift inside my room.
The forest hums, my heart can see,
The dark is gently holding me.
Every shadow tells me true,
the night’s not cold, it’s holding you.
There’s a warmth inside the dark,
a quiet fire, a human spark.
It’s not the sun, it’s something kind,
the light we leave for hearts to find.
No need to run, no need to hide,
this gentle glow will stay inside.
We’re not alone, we never were,
The dark still sings of who we are.
Silver echoes fill the air,
like memories that linger there.
The shadows hum a tender song,
where every silence feels so strong.
Silver echoes fill the air,
like memories that linger there.
The shadows hum a tender song,
where every silence feels so strong.
Even lost hearts start to shine,
when warmth and dark are intertwined.
There’s a warmth inside the dark,
a quiet fire, a human spark.
It’s not the sun, it’s something kind,
the light we leave for hearts to find.
No need to run, no need to hide,
this gentle glow will stay inside.
We’re not alone, we never were,
The dark still sings of who we are.
If you’re afraid, just stay with me,
we’ll hum our song so quietly.
The forest knows, it always did,
the warmth we lost still lives within.
And when the morning finds our face,
we’ll know the night was not a waste.
For in the dark, our hearts rewind
to all the love we left behind.
There’s a warmth inside the dark,
a quiet fire, a human spark.
It’s not the sun, it’s something kind,
the light we leave for hearts to find.
No need to run, no need to hide,
this gentle glow will stay inside.
We’re not alone, we never were,
The dark still sings of who we are.
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Source: genie
Romanised by JHnimm
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