Under the velvet sky, Shadows start to play, Whispers of a secret dance, Guiding the way. ... Spin me ‘round, the world’s a carousel, Moonlit magic casts its spell, Laughter echoes through the neon glow, In this nocturnal dream, we let go. ... Clock hands melt like candle wax, Time slips through our hands, Chasing fleeting echoes, Tracing unseen lands. ... Through alleys of starlight, Through corridors of sound, Every secret motion lifts us off the ground, Cinematic moments, fleeting but so real.
