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Paper Planes & City Dreams 1 by Moche

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Paper Planes & City Dreams 1 by Moche - indie,female vocals music cover art

Paper Planes & City Dreams 1

indie,female vocals

0:003:48
Lyrics
Description
(Intro - Spoken Word)
Cracked sidewalks and whispered secrets,
We’re chasing ghosts in neon flickers, yeah.
(Verse 1)
I fold paper planes from our unsent letters,
Each crease a fold of what we could’ve been better.
Your laughter, a vinyl scratch across my mind’s groove,
Dissonant, yet sweet — a melody that moves.
(Pre-Chorus)
Under sodium moons, we unravel the static,
Silent stories trace the cracks, cinematic.
(Chorus)
Paper planes and city dreams collide,
Falling through skylines, where our truths hide.
Ink-stained fingers, and hearts in free fall,
In this indie haze, we’re breaking the walls.
(Verse 2)
Sidewalk cafes, where time sips slow coffee,
Your eyes, a gallery of unsaid promises softly.
We sketch our lives in charcoal, shades of honest gray,
Every shadow a line that colors our day.
(Pre-Chorus)
Caught between dusk and the dawn’s first light,
We’re silhouettes dancing with fading twilight.
(Chorus)
Paper planes and city dreams collide,
Falling through skylines, where our truths hide.
Ink-stained fingers, and hearts in free fall,
In this indie haze, we’re breaking the walls.
(Bridge - Spoken & Sung)
Not all who wander get lost,
Some just find new ways to cross.
A tangle of hopes like wild vines,
Climb the city’s hidden lines.
(Emotional Shift)
But what if the planes never fly?
What if the dreams just pass us by?
Still, I’ll hold your hand through the gray,
Find colors in the break of day.
(Chorus - Final)
Paper planes and city dreams collide,
Falling through skylines, where our truths hide.
Ink-stained fingers, and hearts in free fall,
In this indie haze, we’re breaking the walls.
(Outro)
So here’s to the cracks and the spaces between,
Where we find the real, unseen and serene.
Paper planes in the wind, carry our song,
In this city of echoes, where we belong.