Sunset Breeze 1 by Shema

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Sunset Breeze 1

Shema

Chillout

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[Verse 1]
The sky spills molten orange, slipping slow behind cracked rooftops,
A soft hum beneath the quiet buzz of tired city streets.
I’m tracing lines in the sand, watching shadows stretch and yawn,
Milk-white clouds melt into bruised purples, folding day to sleep.
[Pre-Chorus]
A breeze pulls at the edges of my shirt, fraying thoughts like loose threads,
Footsteps fade with the sun’s last flicker, a whispered calm settling in.
[Chorus]
Hold the moment tight, like the fading light just catching your skin,
Breathe it in slow — the cool touch of night wrapping thin.
Gold slips into blue, and the world unwinds,
In this quiet space, peace is what I find.
[Verse 2]
Bare feet on cracked concrete, chasing colors that drip like spilled paint,
Each breath a tide that pulls the heavy silence out to sea.
Your laugh lingers on the edge of dusk, a soft tether to this unsettled shore,
Pulling me close beneath rotting elm, where the air tastes like memory.
[Pre-Chorus]
Streetlamps flicker awake, humming old tunes in buzz and glow,
I catch a sigh in the cooling air, letting night’s calm run slow.
[Chorus]
Hold the moment tight, like the fading light just catching your skin,
Breathe it in slow — the cool touch of night wrapping thin.
Gold slips into blue, and the world unwinds,
In this quiet space, peace is what I find.
[Bridge]
Shadows stretch long, reaching for the last bit of daylight’s warmth,
A single star steals a glance, daring darkness to hold on.
The night carries secrets in its deep pockets and quiet turns,
And I’m learning to listen as the restless city sleeps and burns.
[Chorus]
Hold the moment tight, like the fading light just catching your skin,
Breathe it in slow — the cool touch of night wrapping thin.
Gold slips into blue, and the world unwinds,
In this quiet space, peace is what I find.
[Outro]
The day's last breath floats away on this gentle, fading breeze,
Leaving traces of light in the quiet, under the soft-spun trees.