Current's Echo

[Pre-Chorus]
At the crossroads where shadows meet,
Afterimage fades like dusk’s last beat.
Current whispers through the wind chime’s song,
Skillful hands trace the fading tone.
[Chorus - harmonies]
Harmonies rise where the echoes play,
Current threads through the dusk’s decay.
Skillful notes dance in the fading light,
A moment’s breath, then we drift apart.