Horizon Stitch

[Verse 1]
The final bassline shivers in the air,
A quiet loom of light begins to weave.
Seven hours spun, a moment we could share,
As shadows start to slowly disbelieve.
Old streetlights hum, a tired, golden plea,
A thousand stories stitched in memory.

[Chorus]
Oh, Horizon Stitch, the threads of dawn,
A bittersweet embrace, before the night is gone.
We are the pattern, etched in fading light,
A quiet rapture, holding on so tight.

[Verse 2]
The damp air clings, a memory to wear,
As rhythm fades, a quiet, whispered prayer.
The distant market stirs, a morning hum,
A hidden sliver of the waning moon succumbed.
So many faces, a beautiful design,
A tapestry of grace, eternally divine.

[Chorus]
Oh, Horizon Stitch, the threads of dawn,
A bittersweet embrace, before the night is gone.
We are the pattern, etched in fading light,
A quiet rapture, holding on so tight.

[Bridge]
From Medellín's heat to this cool urban sweep,
The alma's rhythm, secrets we will keep.
This fragile tapestry, we cannot unbind,
The sweetest ache, a peace we hope to find.

[Chorus]
Oh, Horizon Stitch, the threads of dawn,
A bittersweet embrace, before the night is gone.
We are the pattern, etched in fading light,
A quiet rapture, holding on so tight.

[Outro]
Horizon Stitch, dawn's gentle art,
Forever woven in my beating heart.