Rebiutz - Golden Hours Lyrics

Golden haze spills on my face,
Shadows stretch in quiet grace.
The air is crisp, the world turns cold,
Empty streets, their stories untold.
Golden skies, a soft embrace,
Time moves slow, yet leaves no trace.
Footsteps echo, calm and low,
Faint whispers drift where breezes go.
I'm not whole, but I'm not sad,
The breeze it soothes, it's all I've had.
A tender ache, a sweet refrain,
A fleeting calm that soothes the strain.
In this golden haze, soft and true,
I find myself, but not in full view.
Bare trees sway, their branches lean,
The autumn chill is crisp and keen.
A fleeting kiss, the sun's last glow,
A quiet peace the heart may know.
I'm not whole, but I'm not sad,
The breeze it soothes, it's all I've had.
A tender ache, a sweet refrain,
A fleeting calm that soothes the strain.
In this golden haze, soft and true,
I find myself, but not in full view.
It's not the emptiness I fear,
But the stillness drawing near.
Golden skies, they hold me tight,
Wrapping me in twilight's light.
I'm not whole, but I'm not sad,
The breeze it soothes, it's all I've had.
A tender ache, a sweet refrain,
A fleeting calm that soothes the strain.
In this golden haze, soft and low,
I find myself, yet still don't know.
Golden haze spills on my face,
Night arrives, it leaves no trace.
Steps grow faint, the shadows stay,
And I let autumn drift away.