You say (E154)

We talk about love in the neon night, with hearts on fire and sparks burning bright. About the details I never knew, the little things that make up you. You say my name like an electric tone, an echo in the dark when we’re alone. We weigh each word but still remain, for truth runs glowing through our veins. No walls to raise, no shots to fire, no fragile pride, no hidden wire. We stand as one, skin close to skin, while the world holds still beneath our skin. We talk about love, we talk all night long, with hearts as amplifiers and blood as our song. We talk about details, the things that ring true, without being offended, just me and you. And when the guitars scream into the blackened sky, we stand inside the fire and never ask why. You’re the scratches on a vinyl groove, raw and perfect in the way you move. A melody of chaos, fierce and wise, with thunder and starlight in your eyes. I’m the voice in the speaker, cracked but clear, but you hear the rhythm and draw me near. We fall and rise with every refrain, like drums that roll through wind and rain. No walls to raise, no shots to fire, no fragile pride, no hidden wire. We stand as one, skin close to skin, while the world holds still beneath our skin. We talk about love, we talk all night long, with hearts as amplifiers and blood as our song. We talk about details, the things that ring true, without being offended, just me and you. And when the guitars scream into the blackened sky, we stand inside the fire and never ask why.