Springtime poetry

Springtime poetry

90s hip-hop, futuristic, cyberpunk, distorted bass, industrial, head-nod, dark and moody, screechy synth

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Lyrics

[Intro – gentle acoustic guitar arpeggios, soft bird chirp samples] Morning light spills through the screen Cherry blossoms brush the green [Verse 1 – soft piano undercurrent, light shaker rhythm] I found a notebook in the attic dust Pages crumpled where the raindrops rusted Lines half-written 'bout a April day When the world forgot to hurry, forgot to sway [Pre-Chorus – rising violin harmonies, subtle tambourine] The wind carries words I never said To the buds that haven't bloomed yet [Chorus – full acoustic strum, layered vocal harmonies, warm cello] Oh, springtime poetry in every breath Petals sticking to my unmade bed I don't need ink to write the truth The sky's a blue that's made for you [Verse 2 – fingerpicked guitar, soft xylophone accents] I sat on the porch where the clover grows Watched a butterfly mend its torn clothes A sparrow sang a half-finished tune I hummed along 'til the moon came soon [Pre-Chorus – swelling string section, light snare tap] The breeze brings lines I never penned To the seeds that haven't sprung yet [Chorus – brighter vocal delivery, added mandolin, upbeat shaker] Oh, springtime poetry in every step Dandelion fluff that won't forget I don't need paper to hold the mood The sun's a gold that's made for you [Interlude – acoustic guitar solo, soft piano melody, distant stream sound] (Instrumental Solo) [Bridge – stripped-back acoustic guitar, intimate vocals] Some words don't need a page to stay They live in the bloom, they live in the sway Spring's a poem that won't ever end It's in the air, it's in my friend [Final Chorus – full band, soaring harmonies, triumphant violin] Oh, springtime poetry in every beat Raindrops kissing the concrete I don't need a pen to make it real The world's a verse that's meant to feel [Outro – fading acoustic guitar, soft piano chord, final bird chirp] Petals fall and the words remain Spring's song lingers, again and again