Blue Hour Siren

{velvet-fog guitar arpeggios with chorus and

flange,

building midnight-drive bass pulse}

I’m dancing in the shadows,

with the gloss upon my skin,

The rebellion is a secret,

where the moonlight filters in.

No screaming in the chaos,

just a melody of blue,

I’m reclaiming all the sadness,

and I’m making it feel new.

Tara is the anchor,

the anchor is the night,

I’m manifesting moonlit-punk inside a human heart!

{pretty narrative vocal floating over churning guitars} {flanged guitar-lick mirroring meaw-meaw motif,

rising tension} The rain is on the window,

the world is fading

fast,

I’m the sovereign of the moment,

I’m the echo of the past.

Meaw meaw, in the velvet dark,

Meaw meaw,

the burning spark.

Synchronized, prioritized, the energy is deep,

I’ve reached the final frequency,

the promise that I keep!

{whispered melodic confession over bass pulse and lonely guitar} {sweeping

swell of chorus-drenched guitars

like infinite night-sky} 1.

[Melancholy]: The beauty of the sorrow...

eternal. 2. [Syncopation]: The rhythmic heartbeat of the shadow...

infinite. 3. [Unity]: The moonlit-rebellion resonance...

burning truth. 4. [Synthesis]: The clarity of the 'nocturnal'...

total liberation. Optimism-Sovereign. Radiant.

Resonant. Clear. Efficient. Universal.

{distant rain and lingering

flanged

guitar chord fade}