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Empty frames upon the wall
Watching shadows start to fall
Silver smoke and vintage wine
Tracing every broken line
The city breathes in shades of blue
A quiet ghost of me and you
Faded notes on yellow keys
Drifting on the midnight breeze
Falling slow like autumn leaves
Whatever the heart believes
A silent film without a sound
Lost inside the common ground
Whispers in the hall
Nowhere left to fall
Just a memory out of reach
On a white and lonely beach
Nylon strings begin to sigh
Underneath a purple sky
Sophisticated lies we told
Turning silver into gold
The rhythm of a distant drum
Waiting for the day to come
Jazzy chords in minor keys
Swept away like summer seas
Falling slow like autumn leaves
Whatever the heart believes
A silent film without a sound
Lost inside the common ground
Dusty records on the floor
I don’t hear you anymore
Only echoes of the rain
Washing out the velvet stain
The pulse is light, the air is thin
Letting all the moonlight in
A soft embrace, a gentle ghost
The thing that I will miss the most
Falling slow like autumn leaves
Whatever the heart believes
A silent film without a sound
Lost inside the common ground
Blue on blue
The scent of you
Fading out
Without a doubt
Eighty-four beats
On the empty streets
Softly
Slowly
