The twilight bleeds, a call descends,
Come, let me walk you home, my friend.
The twilight bleeds, a call descends,
Come, let me walk you home, my friend.
You bloom within the night's embrace,
What wonders wrought, I can't retrace.
The moon, your gaze, my heart adores,
Stars shower down, before the doors…
Come, let me walk you home, my friend.
I ponder, seeing your graceful stride,
That endless path, where we reside.
For time's swift feet will never cease,
While we linger, finding peace.
My heart desires, you never roam,
How can I make you stay, at home?
Come, let me walk you home, my friend.
You bloom within the night's embrace,
What wonders wrought, I can't retrace.
The moon, your gaze, my heart adores,
Stars shower down, before the doors…
Come, let me walk you home, my friend.
My heart's drum beats, a frantic pace,
Each step unveils a tangled space.
My tongue is bound, the words don’t flow,
Yet unspoken truths begin to grow.
Upon these lips, a thirst ignites,
A yearning deep, through fading lights.
The chalice waits, I long to drink…
Come, let me walk you home, I think.
The twilight bleeds, a call descends,
Come, let me walk you home, my friend.
You bloom within the night's embrace,
What wonders wrought, I can't retrace.
The moon, your gaze, my heart adores,
Stars shower down, before the doors…
Come, let me walk you home, my friend.
Walk you home, walk you home, walk you home, walk you home.
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