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Unforgettable in Color 2 by Josh

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Unforgettable in Color 2 by Josh - indie pop music cover art

Unforgettable in Color 2

indie pop

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morning spills like oil on glass,
you trace the skyline with a coffee cup, slow and vast.
paint on your fingertips, the city hums below,
neon on your laughter makes the worn bricks glow.
i feel the salt of ocean air in alley songs we roam,
your hand finds mine — a map that somehow knows the way home.
close your eyes and listen: the quiet starts to sing,
a low drum under footsteps, the little bells of spring.
breathe me in — a rhythm, soft and newly sewn,
we'll stitch the thread of night until the stars are known.
unforgettable,
colors fold into the night, we watch them rise and swell.
a chorus pulsing through our veins like a wishing well.
light spills from the seams, and every secret swells,
unforgettable — the story that the skyline tells.
twilight pours like honey down the backs of passing cars,
your shadow leans against the lamplight, counting distant stars.
promises like postcards tucked in pockets of your coat,
words that taste of citrus, steam, and something candid, close.
we trade our small confessions for the comfort of the road,
and every mile folds forward like a poem half-told.
hear the streetlight hum a language only we translate,
the clock forgets how to measure what we choose to make.
hold this breath — the world expands, then gently slows,
we keep the room between us where the quiet grows.
unforgettable,
colors fold into the night, we watch them rise and swell.
a chorus pulsing through our veins like a wishing well.
light spills from the seams, and every secret swells,
unforgettable — the story that the skyline tells.
what if the lights fade out and all we have is sound?
what if the map we trusted leads us out, not found?
for one slow beat i tremble at the edge of what could be,
then you press closer, and the doubt dissolves like sugar at the sea.
this is the small rebellion — choosing us despite the fear,
a fierce, unspoken promise that the world can never smear.
unforgettable,
now the colors hum in chorus, echo off the glass and stone.
our voices weave the skyline into something like a home.
the tide writes our initials in the sand, then leaves them shown,
unforgettable — the echo that we'll carry on.
keep the paint and keep the light, keep the coffee warm and slow,
keep the midnight boulevard where the wild soft feelings grow.
with every step, with every quiet laugh we borrow,
we'll make the ordinary shine — unforgettable tomorrow.