Whisper of the Void (Pop/Slow) - HotPotMusic

Whisper of the Void (Pop/Slow) - HotPotMusic

There’s a longing in the quiet,
A melody without a tune.
A shadow dances softly,
Beneath the glow of the pale moon.

The heart is like a hollow drum,
Echoing what could have been.
A story left unwritten,
A dream that’s trapped within.

Oh, the ache of something missing,
A voice that never speaks.
Like waves that crave the shoreline,
But fall before they reach.
It lingers in the silence,
A whisper in the void,
Calling for what’s lost,
Yet never fully found.

The world spins slow and steady,
While the mind runs far and wide.
Chasing shapes that melt to shadows,
On the edges of the tide.

No stars to guide the wanderer,
No compass for the soul.
Just a map of fleeting feelings,
In a place that’s never whole.

Oh, the ache of something missing,
A voice that never speaks.
Like waves that crave the shoreline,
But fall before they reach.
It lingers in the silence,
A whisper in the void,
Calling for what’s lost,
Yet never fully found.

Not fear, not pain, just something still,
An emptiness that softly chills.
A thread unpulled, a song unsung,
A timeless chord yet to be strung.

So we carry on with open arms,
Hoping one day to embrace,
The ghost of what we longed for,
In a fleeting, tender space.

Oh, the ache of something missing,
A song that softly sighs,
Forever out of reach,
Forever asking why.