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Vibrant Tides of Emotion 1 by Nazziwa

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Vibrant Tides of Emotion 1

Pop Fusion

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I’m the quiet in the noise, the pulse beneath the star. Not just surviving storms, but learning how to soar— This restless tide belongs to me, forever wanting more. Do not mention sound effects or instruments in the lyrics.
I’m the quiet in the noise, the pulse beneath the star. Not just surviving storms, but learning how to soar— This restless tide belongs to me, forever wanting more. Do not mention sound effects or instruments in the lyrics.
I’m the quiet in the noise, the pulse beneath the star. Not just surviving storms, but learning how to soar— This restless tide belongs to me, forever wanting more.
Streetlights flicker like old friends, telling stories gone awry. Steps echo down empty cats underneath the storm′s split sky.
Hands buried in pockets, holding pieces of goodbye. Feet stumble but won′t falter, chased by the coming high.
Breads of dust pull tight around the quiet of the night. Fingers trace the map of scars, stars flicker out of sight.
In this restless tide, I′m carving out my space. Colors bleed from yearning worlds, hazy storms I′ll chase.
Heartbeats pulse under skin, a rhythm lying true. Dancing past the shut-off hands, making something new.
And when the night lets go and morning breaks the hush, I′ll find the cracks that light slips through, breaking every crush.
Whispers turn to voices, old worlds far from what I′ll choose. I′m here, I′m red, I′m waiting.
Flee, freely my own muse.
In this restless tide, I′m carving out my space. Colors bleed from yearning worlds, hazy storms I′ll chase.
Heartbeats pulse under skin, a rhythm lying true. Dancing past the shut-off hands, making something new.
So let the dawn catch fire, burn bright with every scar. I′m the quiet in the noise, the pulse beneath the scar.
I′m not just a burning stone for learning how to soar. This restless tide belongs to me, forever wanting more.