Shadows slip where neon spills, A drink half-gone, a time that stills. I see you there, lost in your art, A masterpiece, a fleeting spark. Brushstrokes dripping midnight hues, Lyrics burning, silk and blues. You play, you paint, you chase, you spin, And darling, don’t you dare give in. Silver lines and smoking dreams, You make the night feel more than seen. The hush between the notes you write, The flicker of the neon light. I hum along, I let you stay For now, my muse, we dance this way. Canvas torn where moonlight drips, Words unfurl from whiskey lips. You play, you dream, you chase, you spin, So go on, let the night pull in. Silver lines and smoking dreams, You make the night feel more than seen. The hush between the notes you write, The flicker of the neon light. I hum along, I let you stay, For now, my muse, we dance this way. For now, my muse, we dance this way.
