[Verse 1]
In the balmy hush where the city exhales,
Neon like pollen drifts across our trails.
You laugh — a bell in a storm that's close to soft,
A cataclysm of color, a thunder kept aloft.
Salt on our lips, the sidewalk steaming bright,
We trade small secrets for the coming night.
Glass and silk and the pulse under skin,
We step past the farce where the old lies begin.
[Pre-Chorus]
Giddy hearts refuse to bow,
No kowtow—this is our vow.
We'll defray the dark with one small spark,
Elated, we become the light in the dark.
[Chorus]
Luxuriant dreams spill like velvet rain,
I taste the city, warm on my tongue again.
Through farce of mirrors and truth at dawn,
We hold the scent of jasmine 'til the shadows are gone.
Velvet ropes loosen, the night unwraps slow,
We float on the noise, on the warmth, on the glow.
[Verse 2]
Cobblestone drums and the echo of shoes,
A carnival heartbeat, a rhythm we choose.
You point at the skyline — a raptor in flight,
We stitch a new map from the ruins of light.
No scripts, no contracts, no staged reprise,
Just quicksilver laughter and flaring skies.
A pocket of time where the ordinary fades,
Where ignominy's ash is dust in parade.
[Pre-Chorus]
Giddy hearts refuse to bow,
No kowtow—this is our vow.
We'll defray the dark with one small spark,
Elated, we become the light in the dark.
[Chorus]
Luxuriant dreams spill like velvet rain,
I taste the city, warm on my tongue again.
Through farce of mirrors and truth at dawn,
We hold the scent of jasmine 'til the shadows are gone.
Velvet ropes loosen, the night unwraps slow,
We float on the noise, on the warmth, on the glow.
[Bridge]
Remember the alley where they hung your name?
I take that ignominy, I rewrite the frame.
I bend it like metal, make a necklace of scars,
A map to the constellations, a name made for stars.
Absolve the silence — give it wings, give it air;
Turn shame into chorus, turn blame into care.
We won't bow to the ghosts that told us to hide,
We wont kowtow to fear — we take the sky in stride.
[Chorus — Climb]
Luxuriant dreams, we won't come down,
We burn the false crowns, we reclaim this town.
Through farce and thunder, through salt and light,
We lift, we rise, we take luxuriant flight.
[Post-Chorus]
Elated, we are loud as the pulsing streets,
Giddy with the truth beneath our feet.
We defray the debt that night once kept,
With tender sparks and promises we’ve kept.
[Outro]
Balmy winds carry us past what was known,
Cataclysm becomes the soil where new things are grown.
No kowtow to silence, no bargain with fright,
Absolve the old echoes and take luxuriant flight.
