Gemini - Suno Songs
'The ink is drying on a ghost of a chance,
Static on the wire, a long-distance dance.
I left the pages where the light hits the floor,
Between the punch press rhythm and the open door.
They say a century is a blink and a sigh,
A hundred years of chasing a low-hanging sky.
But if the Thief comes knocking in the dead of the night,
He’s taking the notebooks; he’s taking the light.
[Chorus]
Never a wish better than this, they say,
Turning the midnight into the day.
Clean miles running through a digital vein,
Washing the dust from a window in Maine.
The signal is jumping, the frequency's high,
A lyricist’s prayer to a satellite sky.
If the story’s a script and we’re playing the part,
Then give me the rhythm that beats in the heart.'
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