Pink Aura

{rain on pavement transitioning to bright

clean guitar riff} {lo-fi bedroom atmosphere,

spacious reverb}

Back in London, running Columbia Road Sunflowers for sale,

lightening the load

Dating for sport, coffee for free Hanging all the art,

dancing with the coven,

free

Made it to September,

the air is finally clear

The old love was snow-covered,

disappearing with the year

{add bright clean shimmer to "I can finally breathe"} The love we

had was eating me whole

I had to send it home,

had to reclaim control

Oh,

there it was, Heaven knows the cost There it was,

and now it's finally lost

Now there it goes,

the weight is gone

The signal’s rewritten, moving on {layered harmony,

ethereal and lifting} {driving rhythmic beat,

infectious and anthemic} Threw a party,

felt the distance grow

Slept through the night,

didn't need your glow I won’t be embarrassed for the way that

I loved But I know when to quit,

when the push comes to shove A blank page,

a swan dive, a new home,

a rewrite The universe is shifting,

everything is for me tonight {rapid-fire vocal chop on "loss is yours"}

Brick lane, brisk cold.

Stockholm hours you’ll never behold.

No heartbreak in remission.

It’s all for me.

{music drops to bass pulse and rhythmic clapping} {whisper,

very close-mic}

It’s all for me.

100% Tiguidou. The page is turned.

{final bright sunflower-yellow synth chord resonating into silence} {return to

raw intimate 2am bedroom studio vibe}