Paper Planes in the Rain

Stay here... just for a while.

The city hums a low-key blue Tracing shadows, chasing you A steaming cup of faded light Dissolving in the velvet night

Just a whisper in the air (Floating nowhere...) Silent prayers we used to share Underneath the neon flare We are ghosts of golden hours Petals from the wilting flowers

Softly speaking, words in flight Paper planes against the night Meaning lost in rhythmic rain Washing out the quiet pain

So softly... Like a memory in the dark...