🎵 Wings of the Morning (Original Song) Acoustic Pop music

Описание: 🎧 Description
A 1960s-style cinematic ballad woven with a mystical, poetic tale.
With emotive female vocals and an elegant piano interlude,
"Wings of the Morning" resonates like a dream, somewhere between silence and light.

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🎵 Wings of the Morning (Original Song)

In the hush before the rising sun,
She whispered names I thought were gone.
A feather fell but left no sound—
The ground forgot it once was bound

I traced her breath along the glass,
Where time stood still but futures passed.
Her shadow wore a crown of frost,
A queen of moments never lost.

The window wept in silent rhyme,
Each tear a thread that stitched through time.
She smiled like stars too far to see,
And said, “You once belonged to me.”

The wind rewound a lullaby,
In voices veiled by midnight sky.
A choir of ghosts began to sing,
Of what the broken dawn might bring.

She walked where sunbeams dared not stay,
In gardens closed to light of day.
Yet still she hummed in golden keys,
As if the dark could bend with ease.

A thousand clocks began to chime,
But none could hold the shape of time.
She gathered all my scattered dreams,
And stitched them into woven beams.


She taught the sky to fold in two,
And slipped between the folds like dew.
The world grew quiet as she passed,
A second carved to always last.

She turned to me but said no word,
Yet in my ribs, a silence stirred.
Her eyes were filled with ancient seas,
That spoke in drowned soliloquies.


The walls began to breathe her name,
And clocks refused to count the same.
The candles burned with colder flame,
Yet no one else recalled the game.


She opened doors I could not see,
And called them “gates to what won’t be.”
A feathered path rose from the floor,
But vanished as I reached the door.


I asked her why the stars align,
She answered, “They forget the line.”
And when I asked what truth could mean,
She wept, “It's all between the seams.”


She kissed the air and walked away,
Just as the sky began to fray.
The morning sighed but did not glow—
It only echoed what I know.


And still I rise on wings unseen,
Through whispered dawns and might-have-beens.
Her voice, a thread I cannot bind,
Yet in that loss, a light I find.

🔖 Legal / 権利表記：
This song, including lyrics and music, is an original work created with AI.
The lyrics were written based on my prompt, and I retain the copyright.
The music is licensed for commercial use by the generating user.
この楽曲［歌詞および音源］はAIによって制作されたオリジナル作品です。
歌詞は私のプロンプトに基づいて生成されたもので、著作権は私に帰属します。
音源は、生成者に限り商用利用が許可されています。）



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