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[Кіріспе] [Warm rhodes chords, laid-back brushed drums, subtle trumpet accents] [Куплет 1] Late night frequencies on the dial A distant signal across the coast Mapping constellation lines in air Where satellite shadows drift the most We leave the radar to chase the spark An open compass inside the dark [Қайырма] And the blue light starts to turn to gold Every silent echo growing bold There’s a clear horizon up ahead Writing new stories where the old ones bled Oh, we’re moving on a warmer tide Leaving all the quiet doubts behind [Куплет 2] Frequencies locked in a quiet bloom A sudden rhythm in open space Tracing geometric shapes of light Finding a rhythm we can’t erase No retro steps on this dusty floor Just clear horizons through an open door [Қайырма] And the blue light starts to turn to gold Every silent echo growing bold There’s a clear horizon up ahead Writing new stories where the old ones bled Oh, we’re moving on a warmer tide Leaving all the quiet doubts behind [Көпір] [Rhodes solo with subtle trumpet countermelodies, groovy bass, brushed drums] Signal rising clear and true Old horizon fading into blue [Қайырма] And the blue light starts to turn to gold Every silent echo growing bold There’s a clear horizon up ahead Writing new stories where the old ones bled Oh, we’re moving on a warmer tide Leaving all the quiet doubts behind [Аутро] Frequencies aligned... Moving on a warmer tide... [Warm rhodes chords fading out with brushed drums and subtle guitar fills]
