Midnight Haunt: Jazzy Deep Dance - Studio-Quality AI Music Generator by Tangra AI

[Verse] The floor is ice and the light is thin Tracing the shadow where you might have been A heavy velvet pulls across the hall Measuring the distance of the stumble and the fall You move like a moth around a dying spark Carving out a canyon through the hollow dark I can feel the cold breath of the silver flute While the rest of the world stays brittle and mute [Verse] There is a clock ticking under the wood Doing the things that we never thought we should The wine has turned to salt in the glass Watching the ghosts of the young girls pass Your shoes are worn through to the bone Dancing with a ghost that you once had known The melody is jagged like a broken plate Leaving every movement to the hands of fate [Chorus] Spin the heavy circle till the sky turns grey Throw the golden keys to the birds of prey The fiddler is a beggar with a crooked hand Searching for a footprint in the shifting sand Twist the iron wire round the spindle of the soul Paying out the silver just to keep the circle whole It is a long way down to the bottom of the sound Where the lost and the lonely are finally bound [Verse] The windows are rattling with a frantic pride Hiding all the secrets that the moon tried to hide You glide like a razor on a silk bedsheet Ignoring all the static of the crowded street There are no more partners for a waltz like this Just the bitter taste of a frozen kiss The drums are only hammers in a distant room Building up the pillars of a quiet doom [Chorus] Spin the heavy circle till the sky turns grey Throw the golden keys to the birds of prey The fiddler is a beggar with a crooked hand Searching for a footprint in the shifting sand Twist the iron wire round the spindle of the soul Paying out the silver just to keep the circle whole It is a long way down to the bottom of the sound Where the lost and the lonely are finally bound

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