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Snow on the Moon

V5

🎶 Love the sound of "Snow on the Moon"? Discover more in the playlist: "Brimful of Hollow" 👉 https://suno.com/song/3f641140-900b-474f-897e-d810dae7439c 🌐 Find me also on: 🌐 Homepage: https://music.aerialis.com/ 🌐 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/5JirfUjuGdheJQz9tZbQOc 🌐 YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC2oPYSSxcBLjM1EgpzPXNsg 🌐 Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61573623115442 🌐 Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/aerialis_k/ 🌐 Elastic Stage: https://elasticstage.com/aerialisk 🌐 Email: aerialis.world @ gmail.com 🙏 Thanks for listening Copyright © 2025 Sven Arnesen aka AERIALIS K ------- [Intro, soft, minimal] The sky forgot its color, the wind forgot your name. Still, I’m standing in the silence, where we both used to flame. [Verse 1] You move like a whisper through a room that once burned, I trace every shadow, but none of them turn. Your voice in the doorway — a half-remembered tune, and I swear it’s still falling, like snow on the moon. [Pre-Chorus] Nothing melts in this light, nothing grows in this white. We’re ghosts in a photograph fading out of sight. [Chorus] Snow on the moon, so far and so soon. Love lost its gravity, we drifted too high. Snow on the moon, a pale lullaby, where silence remembers the sound of goodbye. [Interlude] [Drop, instrumental swell, breathy and slow] Echoes between the stars — cold hands, colder hearts. [Verse 2] You said forever, but forever turned grey, a frost in the sunlight, a night in the day. The orbit kept spinning, but we fell out of tune, now the light that we shared is just snow on the moon. [Bridge] I can’t feel your warmth through the glow, we were fire once, long ago. Now we’re only what’s left behind — the shimmer, the shadow, the line. [Break, spoken or half-sung] And if love was the sky, we lived in its wound. Now it’s healed — and there’s no room. ]Final Chorus] Snow on the moon, quiet and true. Love never leaves — it just changes hue. Snow on the moon, falling through time, so cold, so beautiful, and never mine. [Outro, whispered] The sky forgot its color, but I still remember you. [End]