作词 : 墨蚀Moss 作曲 : 墨蚀Moss 编曲 : 墨蚀Moss She traces shadows on the window pane, Where city lights dissolve the evening rain. A coffee cup holds whispers left unsaid, A diary of names that never stayed in bed. Oh, starlight serenade, hum to my hollow heart, Map constellations where our orbits fell apart. The radio plays love songs I rewrite in blue, Maybe tomorrow's melody will sound like you. She counts the cracks in sidewalk poetry, Where autumn leaves spin lonely symphony. A subway hums a lullaby of wheels, Carrying echoes of "almosts" she still feels. Oh, starlight serenade, hum to my hollow heart, Map constellations where our orbits fell apart. The radio plays love songs I rewrite in blue, Maybe tomorrow's melody will sound like you. Midnight laundromat spins ghosts of his shirt, A quarter moon drops coins into the dirt. But dawn's a DJ mixing hues of might-be-true— The universe saves dance floors just for you. Oh, starlight serenade, hum to my hollow heart, Map constellations where our orbits fell apart. The radio plays love songs I rewrite in blue, Maybe tomorrow's melody will sound like you. Her laughter learns to waltz with silent phones, While galaxies stitch light through what she owns. A single firefly blinks in Morse code: "Your rhythm's worth the wait down every road."
[00:00.000] 作词 : 墨蚀Moss [00:01.000] 作曲 : 墨蚀Moss [00:02.000] 编曲 : 墨蚀Moss [00:04.897]She traces shadows on the window pane, [00:13.520]Where city lights dissolve the evening rain. [00:22.538]A coffee cup holds whispers left unsaid, [00:31.418]A diary of names that never stayed in bed. [00:39.578]Oh, starlight serenade, hum to my hollow heart, [00:48.882]Map constellations where our orbits fell apart. [00:58.220]The radio plays love songs I rewrite in blue, [01:06.438]Maybe tomorrow's melody will sound like you. [01:15.910]She counts the cracks in sidewalk poetry, [01:24.791]Where autumn leaves spin lonely symphony. [01:33.746]A subway hums a lullaby of wheels, [01:41.626]Carrying echoes of "almosts" she still feels. [01:50.600]Oh, starlight serenade, hum to my hollow heart, [02:00.038]Map constellations where our orbits fell apart. [02:09.294]The radio plays love songs I rewrite in blue, [02:17.595]Maybe tomorrow's melody will sound like you. [02:26.261]Midnight laundromat spins ghosts of his shirt, [02:34.979]A quarter moon drops coins into the dirt. [02:43.789]But dawn's a DJ mixing hues of might-be-true— [02:52.530]The universe saves dance floors just for you. [03:01.648]Oh, starlight serenade, hum to my hollow heart, [03:11.070]Map constellations where our orbits fell apart. [03:20.376]The radio plays love songs I rewrite in blue, [03:28.700]Maybe tomorrow's melody will sound like you. [03:37.798]Her laughter learns to waltz with silent phones, [03:47.025]While galaxies stitch light through what she owns. [03:55.984]A single firefly blinks in Morse code: [04:04.801]"Your rhythm's worth the wait down every road."
