Soft echoes in an empty room,
Piano whispers through silver gloom,
Moonlight spills on quiet floors,
Moments linger behind closed doors.
Distant sax flows in slow streams,
Midnight thoughts drift into dreams,
Every pause speaks more than lines,
Wrapped in silence where feeling shines.
Faint echoes call me through the night,
Muted rhythms, soft and light,
In the quiet, I find my way,
Floating slowly until break of day.
Windows hum from the passing cars,
Hidden hopes tied to distant stars,
No need for words, no need to run,
Peace found in keys, far from the sun.
Distant sax flows in slow streams,
Midnight thoughts drift into dreams,
Every pause speaks more than lines,
Wrapped in silence where feeling shines.
Faint echoes call me through the night,
Muted rhythms, soft and light,
In the quiet, I find my way,
Floating slowly until break of day.
Fingers dance on ivory keys,
Memories hum in silent breeze,
Every note a gentle trace,
In faint echoes, I find my space.
Faint echoes call me through the night,
Muted rhythms, soft and light,
In the quiet, I find my way,
Floating slowly until break of day.