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Echoes in Color 2 by Latii

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Echoes in Color 2

Cinematic Pop,Female (Alto) Vocals

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[Verse 1]
Under neon veins on late-night streets,
Rain-streaked glass where our reflections meet.
You left a postcard folded in your coat,
A half-said promise pinned with a thrift-store note.
[Pre-Chorus]
City hums the chorus we forgot,
Taxi lights like constellations we lost.
My fingertips still learn the shape of your name
On coffee cups and windowpane.
[Chorus]
We are echoes in color, burning at the edges of the night,
Painting rain on empty rooms with pieces of the light.
Every laugh a comet’s trail, every silence a frame,
We stay brilliant in the ruin — unforgettable, unnamed.
[Verse 2]
Faded Polaroids on the mantelpiece,
Rooms that keep the shadow of your speech.
Late calls that play like distant trains,
A melody of minutes and our tiny refrains.
[Pre-Chorus]
The radio remembers who we were,
A slow song swells, it trembles and it blurs.
I trace the map where our two roads split,
Counting all the moments I can’t forget.
[Chorus]
We are echoes in color, burning at the edges of the night,
Painting rain on empty rooms with pieces of the light.
Every laugh a comet’s trail, every silence a frame,
We stay brilliant in the ruin — unforgettable, unnamed.
[Bridge]
I kept the corner of your sweater in my pocket like a ticket,
Sometimes I press it to my chest and relive it.
You are chorus and crater, warmth and winter air,
A constellation collapsing, leaving sparks everywhere.
[Breakdown]
Sparse piano, a hush of strings — the city breathes between each word.
[Chorus — Intimate]
We are echoes in color, softer now, but still so bright,
Like phosphor on the shoreline, like a neon ghost of light.
Hold me until the morning strips these colors thin and bare,
We’ll burn on in the margins — impossible to repair.
[Outro]
When the world erases traces we once drew on skin,
There’ll be fingerprints of color where our story had been.
We are echoes in color — vivid, bruised, and true,
A thousand little afterlives that keep repeating you.
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