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“Golden Hour”
Heart Lines, Album No. 4, 2020

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(Verse 1)
The sky turns amber, shadows twist and play,
The chaos quiets, like the world’s at bay.
Your hand in mine, no words left to say,
Just the hum of the moment pulling us away.
The air is heavy, golden and sweet,
It’s the kind of stillness that makes time feel complete.

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(Pre-Chorus)
A fragile kind of magic, slipping through the seams,
Where everything aligns like the edges of a dream.

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(Chorus)
This is the golden hour, where hearts collide,
Where the noise fades out, and the world feels wide.
No rush, no rules, just the rhythm of the night,
Like a fire glowing softly in the fading light.
In the golden hour, we’re weightless and free,
This is everything we’re meant to be.

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(Verse 2)
Laughter like a secret spilling in the breeze,
We’re dancing shadows under ancient trees.
We’ve walked through the wreckage, through the ash and flame,
But here in this glow, it’s a whole new game.
It’s not about the future, not about the past,
Just holding onto moments we know won’t last.

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(Pre-Chorus)
A fleeting kind of magic, a whisper in the haze,
It wraps around your heart and sets your soul ablaze.

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(Chorus)
This is the golden hour, where hearts collide,
Where the noise fades out, and the world feels wide.
No rush, no rules, just the rhythm of the night,
Like a fire glowing softly in the fading light.
In the golden hour, we’re weightless and free,
This is everything we’re meant to be.

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(Bridge)
The colors may fade, but I’ll hold them inside,
Like the way your eyes caught the last of the light.
We’ll carry this glow into the dark unknown,
A piece of forever that’s ours alone.

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(Chorus)
This is the golden hour, where hearts collide,
Where the noise fades out, and the world feels wide.
No rush, no rules, just the rhythm of the night,
Like a fire glowing softly in the fading light.
In the golden hour, we’re weightless and free,
This is everything we’re meant to be.

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(Outro)
As the stars emerge and the shadows lean,
I’ll hold onto the glow, the space in between.
In the golden hour, I’ve found my way,
With my people beside me, come what may.

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