Shibuya Skyline

[Intro] Lanterns trembling, a story unfolds unseen Underneath the cherry blossoms, where the void turns serene Lost murmurs weave tales, drifting through the air A fleeting glimpse of something rare, beyond compare [Verse 1] Tokyo’s heartbeat, a rhythm profound Each step an echo where destinies are bound Names carved in the gloaming, fading with the stream Guiding me onward through this endless dream Unspoken truths surface in your steady gaze Will the veil be lifted, or dissolve in the haze? [Chorus] You’re a thread of fire, woven through the night A cadence eternal, pulling wrong to right Underneath the skyline, where the shadows play Your presence is a compass, a fleeting ray Your presence is a compass, a fleeting ray Lead me through the labyrinth, to the tale untold Only in your light does the mystery unfold [Verse 2] The lights dance gently, mapping out the sky A path etched in whispers, where silence draws nigh Could this be destiny, or merely a charade? Echoing steps on a road we both have made Every moment shields a secret’s disguise A map etched in darkness, where the answers lie [Bridge] In mirrors of water, illusions reside Flickering glimpses, where reflections collide Trace the arcs of the stars; they speak in refrain A celestial rhythm, steady as the rain A celestial rhythm, steady as the rain Still as the midnight, the meaning draws near Transforming riddles into truths crystal clear [Chorus] You’re a thread of fire, woven through the night A cadence eternal, pulling wrong to right Underneath the skyline, where the shadows play Your presence is a compass, a fleeting ray Trace the fragments scattered in your wake Only in their glow do the answers break [Chorus] You’re a thread of fire, woven through the night A cadence eternal, pulling wrong to right Underneath the skyline, where the shadows play Your presence is a compass, a fleeting ray Trace the fragments scattered in your wake Only in their glow do the answers break [Outro] Faint lights fading, but the echoes remain A melody lingers, concealed in its refrain Shall we meet again, where the twilight streams? Or will you vanish, and be of my dreams?