Echoes of the High Note

[Pre-Chorus]
Dust swirls where the old clock tower stood
A wilted cherry branch hums in the dusk
Pounding rhythm wakes the fading light
We chase the moment through the time's tight

[Chorus - harmonies]
High note hangs in the silvered air
Pounding rhythm shakes the time's decay
Fading dusk cradles the last light
We dance where the seasons never stay