In the hush between heartbeats, neon rivers rise,

I drift on synth-winged echoes through obsidian skies.

Your name, a pulsar whisper, flickers in my chest,

Spinning silver silhouettes where sleepless meteors rest.

We’re sparks in liquid twilight, colliding as we fall,

Painting constellations on an endless velvet wall.

Wake me only when the final shadow learns to shine—

Until then, let the dream rewrite the edges of the night.

Feel the tide in my veins, no chains, just sun

I run where the palm lines fade, barefoot, undone

Sky paints me gold, lungs open wide

Every grain of sand’s a beat where I hide

No roof, no rules, just wind in the chest

Let the world spin wild, I’m naturally blessed

Heartbeat drums like waves on the shore

I’m alive, I’m free, I’m nothing—and more

Vastness, you call me by name,

a hush older than light,

rolling through cobalt and flame,

lifting the dust of my night.

I breathe in your measureless tide,

let galaxies settle my skin;

every lost prayer I ever cried

spins back to begin.

So widen the cracks in my chest

till heartbeats break into skies;

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燈光慢慢亮，心跳輕輕響，

空氣里藏著未說(shuō)的愿望。

鼓點(diǎn)像晚風(fēng)，拂過(guò)誰(shuí)的肩膀，

把沉默一點(diǎn)點(diǎn)吹成微光。

沒(méi)有對(duì)白，沒(méi)有目光，

旋律替我們把故事偷偷講。

你若聽(tīng)見(jiàn)，請(qǐng)把腳步放輕，

讓這分鐘為我們延長(zhǎng)。