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Lyrics : Broken Symphony
She played her heart like a violin,
Strings pulled tight beneath her skin.
Every note, a piece of truth,
Echoes of a long-lost youth.
I listened close but missed the key,
Caught up in her mystery.
Now I sit in silence deep,
Where once her lullabies would weep.
It’s a broken symphony, love left undone,
Half a song beneath a dying sun.
Her melody still haunts my bones,
Like midnight jazz on gramophones.
I tried to play, but played it wrong—
She was the music, I was the song.
She danced through shadows, wild and free,
A rhythm I could never be.
I held her close, but not enough,
You can’t hold on to haunted love.
I see her eyes in candlelight,
A quiet blue, a fading fight.
And though she’s gone, her tune remains,
In every whisper of the rain.
It’s a broken symphony, love left undone,
Half a song beneath a dying sun.
Her melody still haunts my bones,
Like midnight jazz on gramophones.
I tried to play, but played it wrong—
She was the music, I was the song.
I dream of chords we’ll never play,
Of words we never found a way.
She wrote the lines, I missed the cues,
Now I’m just echoing the blues.
I keep her letter in my coat,
A single line, the last she wrote:
"Don't chase the wind, it won't be caught...
Some loves are better left as thought."
Still a broken symphony, soft and slow,
Played in the places no one goes.
I hum her name when no one’s near,
Her silent song is all I hear.
She was the fire, I was the flame—
Now just the ashes know my name.
Yeah, she was the music…
And I was the song.
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