Across the dusk I chase the last refrain,

a silver road of echoes in the rain.

Every star is a vow I never spoke,

burning quiet, guiding where the broken go.

Winds may scatter names carved into stone,

yet the heart still beats in an unknown tone.

Through the night I carry your unfinished song,

mile by mile, where the shadowed rivers run.

When the skyline cracks into gold and blue,

I will meet you where the world begins anew.

When the last train leaves the coast,

I still hear your voice in the wires,

a slow hum under midnight frost—

our names spelled by silent fires.

I keep the map you folded wrong,

creases like scars across my hand;

every mile I walk belongs

to a promise we never planned.

If the sky forgets the stars,

let the dark remember me—

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Distant star, keep burning through the black,

I send my name on radio waves that never call me back.

Your silver ghost drifts over midnight roofs and empty cars,

I trace your orbit in the frost that grows across my heart.

If light is just a memory of fire that used to be,

then hold the dark together when the night forgets to breathe.

I’ll wait, a silent antenna on this spinning, nameless blue,

until your ancient signal falls like grace I never knew.

霓虹未冷 夜把鐘樓漆成灰

我踩著電線上 銹火花追

風把舊廣告 一頁頁撕碎

像去年約定 在空中徘徊

你窗前的燈 還亮著嗎

隔著整座城 回答我——

“若光也迷路 就點燃自己吧”

于是我把心臟 掛上桅桿

讓每一次跳動 為遠方導航

哪怕霧霾如墻 回聲冰涼

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