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Glow in the Gray (Lyric Video)
đŦ LYRIC VIDEO âĸ "Glow in the Gray" â Zyra Sol đĩ Ouça a mÃēsica completa no Dexbom: https://dexbom.com/track/CDDZVMx1OIRGMn1 ââââââââââââââââââ đ LETRA ââââââââââââââââââ đļ Verso Shattered glass on the floor, no light, no sound, Just my breath and the weight of the ground. All the names I held like treasures, now they're gone, Left me here with the echoes of a war I lost. ⨠PrÊ-refrÃŖo But in the hush, I feel a sparkâ Like stars that rise through the nightâs dark arc. Not loud, not proud, just true and plain, A quiet grace that calls my name. đ RefrÃŖo Blessings in the dark, they donât need a song, They find me when Iâm broken, where I donât belong. Soft like smoke, but strong like flame, I donât need the sky to know Iâm not the same. Blessings in the darkâoh, theyâre real, theyâre real, Even when Iâm down, they're still here, still real. đļ Verso No crown, no fanfare, no fanâs applause, Just this heartbeat, this quiet pause. But the air tastes clean, like first rain on stone, And something holy humsâalone, but known. ⨠PrÊ-refrÃŖo Iâm not strong, but Iâm not alone, This silence has a rhythm, a healing tone. No need to speak, no need to fight, The blessings whisperâtheyâre soft, but theyâre bright. đ RefrÃŖo Blessings in the dark, they donât need a song, They find me when Iâm broken, where I donât belong. Soft like smoke, but strong like flame, I donât need the sky to know Iâm not the same. Blessings in the darkâoh, theyâre real, theyâre real, Even when Iâm down, they're still here, still real. đ Ponte Maybe painâs the door, and peace the key, Maybe loss was the path to the light I couldnât see. Iâm not fixed, Iâm not cured, but Iâm breathing again, With every breath, a new kind of grace Iâve been. đ RefrÃŖo Blessings in the dark, they donât need a song, They find me when Iâm broken, where I donât belong. Soft like smoke, but strong like flame, I donât need the sky to know Iâm not the same. Blessings in the darkâoh, theyâre real, theyâre real, Even when Iâm down, they're still here, still real. đĩ Final Still hereâĻ Still realâĻ Still blessedâĻ In the dark. ââââââââââââââââââ đ¤ Clipe e mÃēsica criados por InteligÃĒncia Artificial ¡ Projeto Dexbom AI #LyricVideo #Dexbom