[Intro] [мягкий перебор акустической гитары, лёгкий перкуссионный ритм, тёплый бас] [Verse 1] The city sleeps beneath a silver haze, I trace the lines of time across your face. We spoke in whispers, never loud enough, Now silence holds the weight of all we left unsaid. [Pre-Chorus] And every street remembers every step we took, Like echoes in the rain that never truly shook. I’m learning how to breathe without the weight of you, But the air feels thinner, like the sky forgot its blue. [Chorus] Oh, we were the tide and the shore, Two voices lost in the same old roar. Not broken, just rearranged in the dark, A map of the heart with the edges torn apart. [Verse 2] I walk the same old roads, but everything’s shifted, The shadows stretch longer, the colours are lifted. You’re not a ghost, you’re just a memory’s tone, A note that lingers where the melody once shone. [Pre-Chorus] And every street remembers every step we took, Like echoes in the rain that never truly shook. I’m learning how to breathe without the weight of you, But the air feels thinner, like the sky forgot its blue. [Chorus] Oh, we were the tide and the shore, Two voices lost in the same old roar. Not broken, just rearranged in the dark, A map of the heart with the edges torn apart. [Bridge] Maybe love isn’t something you keep on a shelf, It’s the space between breaths, the pulse beneath the spell. We didn’t lose each other—we grew into different light, And that’s the hardest truth to hold through the longest night. [Guitar Solo] [мелодичный, текучий, с джазовыми переходами] [Chorus] Oh, we were the tide and the shore, Two voices lost in the same old roar. Not broken, just rearranged in the dark, A map of the heart with the edges torn apart. [Outro] Just a map of the heart… With the edges torn apart… [затихающий гитарный перебор, лёгкий шейкер]
