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Umbral Chamber • AI

The Last Working Water Fountain in the Plaza

Dark Ambient • 2025 • 4:13

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[Verse] The fog creeps in on the edge of my mind Whispers like ghosts in the static unwind An echo of voices that never were clear Drawing me closer to the nothing I fear [Chorus] It's a dream of a place that is broken and pale A distant hum like an old Fading tale The air tastes like shadows The ground falls away Yet I keep walking into this fractured ballet [Verse 2] The guitar sighs low like it knows all my pain Raindrops fall slow but they never explain The beat It stutters Like a heart lost in time Eerie pads cradle the darkness I climb [Bridge] Radio waves crackle with things unsaid Fragments of songs from the living and dead The world feels hollow Yet heavy with sound A dream’s fragile edges is where I am bound [Chorus] It's a dream of a place that is broken and pale A distant hum like an old Fading tale The air tastes like shadows The ground falls away Yet I keep walking into this fractured ballet [Outro] Soft static lingers like a shiver A sign The dream dissipates but won't leave my spine A foggy world whispers I'll return again Caught in a cycle of haze without end

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