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Echoes in the Prism 2 by Leandro

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Echoes in the Prism 2 by Leandro - indie,female vocals music cover art

Echoes in the Prism 2

indie,female vocals

0:003:39
Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
The clock unwinds in fractured time, your silhouette in fractured light,
Coffee cups and whispered truths, the city hums beneath the night.
You trace the scars beneath my skin, like constellations inked in pain,
Each line a secret, each breath a storm that sings against the rain.
(Pre-Chorus)
Don’t ask for easy colors,
Our canvas bleeds in jagged hues,
Between the smiles, the silent fights,
We find the shades we choose.
(Chorus)
Echoes in the prism, breaking light but holding tight,
We’re shattered and we’re shining—wild hearts in the fight.
No perfect symmetry, just raw and radiant scars,
In the chaos of the colors, that’s where we find who we are.
(Verse 2)
A vinyl spins a crooked tune, the needle skips but still it plays,
Like conversations left unsaid, dancing in the smoky haze.
Your laugh cracks through the tension thick, a jagged melody so true,
Not every song is harmony, but every note is me and you.
(Pre-Chorus)
Don’t ask for easy colors,
Our canvas bleeds in jagged hues,
Between the smiles, the silent fights,
We find the shades we choose.
(Chorus)
Echoes in the prism, breaking light but holding tight,
We’re shattered and we’re shining—wild hearts in the fight.
No perfect symmetry, just raw and radiant scars,
In the chaos of the colors, that’s where we find who we are.
(Bridge - Spoken Word style, with shifting rhythms)
Fractured reflections—mirror shards in my palm,
Not broken, just scattered, a constellation’s calm.
We’re not the picture-perfect, but the art that won't conform,
In the discord of our voices, a new world is born.
(Chorus - altered, layering voices and rhythms)
Echoes in the prism, breaking light but holding tight,
We’re shattered, we’re shining, fierce flames in the night.
No perfect symmetry, just raw and radiant scars,
In the chaos, in the colors, that’s where we find who we are.
(Outro)
So here’s to the jagged edges, the shadows and the sparks,
The echoes in the prism that light up our hearts.
We’re unfinished, unfiltered, unafraid to fall apart—
In the broken brilliance, we craft our art.