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Last Page of Taran 1 by Ben

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Last Page of Taran 1

country,male vocals

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Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
Beneath the bruised sky, I wander hollow streets,
With your name etched deep inside an empty bottle’s grief,
The ink runs cold, like the fantasy smiles we lost,
Half-spilled coffees, broken dreams, love’s meaning tossed.
(Pre-Chorus)
Your heart, a battlefield of colors worn and scared,
Costumed cries of lovers in the midnight air,
My face, the last page of Taran, torn and stained,
Painted in the color of sleep, where sorrow’s chained.
(Chorus)
In this infinite city, where shadows bleed and twine,
The end of love breathes where sorrow draws the line,
Bottles shatter like echoes, ghosts of what we used to be,
In the dark country night, you haunt the edges of me.
(Verse 2)
The brown of your eyes, a sleep that swallowed light,
A city vast and endless, devouring the night,
I chase your ghost in alleys where silence screams,
The last page of Taran, bleeding broken dreams.
(Pre-Chorus)
Your heart, a battlefield of colors worn and scared,
Costumed cries of lovers in the midnight air,
My face, the last page of Taran, torn and stained,
Painted in the color of sleep, where sorrow’s chained.
(Chorus)
In this infinite city, where shadows bleed and twine,
The end of love breathes where sorrow draws the line,
Bottles shatter like echoes, ghosts of what we used to be,
In the dark country night, you haunt the edges of me.
(Bridge)
Underneath the ink-black moon, trembling hands confess,
A love inked in shadows, in unconventional distress,
Taran’s last page whispers secrets none can see,
A color of sleep that steals the soul’s decree.
(Chorus)
In this infinite city, where shadows bleed and twine,
The end of love breathes where sorrow draws the line,
Bottles shatter like echoes, ghosts of what we used to be,
In the dark country night, you haunt the edges of me.
(Outro)
So I roam forever, your name my ghostly guide,
In the color of sleep, where broken hearts collide,
The last page of Taran, a story carved in pain,
In the dark country night, I’ll never love again.