[INTRO — distant piano, whispered vocals]

The sky was wearing silver,
the streets were turning gold.
The world looked like a painting
that somebody couldn’t hold.

I stood there in the quiet,
watching light become a ghost.
Funny how the things that shine
are the things we lose the most.

[VERSE 1 — intimate vocals, bass slowly building]

There were flowers in the pavement,
there was music in the rain.
There were strangers falling in love
while the world forgot their names.

A little girl was chasing pigeons,
someone laughed behind a door.
Life was happening in pieces
I’d never noticed before.

We spend our lives becoming something,
we spend our nights afraid to fall.
The stars don’t keep our secrets,
and the sky remembers all.

[PRE-CHORUS — heartbeat percussion]

If everything is temporary,
why does everything feel real?
Why can something last a second
and take forever just to heal?

Maybe nothing lasts forever.
Maybe that’s what makes it gold.

[CHORUS — huge cinematic drums, soaring synths]

Oh, what a beautiful end of everything,
the light turning blue as the evening begins.
All the little moments we were too busy to see,
all the versions of ourselves we were destined to leave.

Let the whole world turn,
let the oceans rise.
Let the last sun fall
from the summer sky.

If nothing lasts forever,
let forever start tonight.

Oh, what a beautiful end of everything—
and we’re still alive.

[POST-CHORUS — hypnotic electronic drop]

Still alive, still alive,
while the stars fall out of time.
Still alive, still alive—
what a beautiful way to say goodbye.

[VERSE 2 — driving beat, darker bass]

There’s a crack across the ceiling
where the morning slips inside.
There’s a thousand little endings
every time a day goes by.

The coffee cools beside me.
The train pulls from the station.
Someone leaves a city
with a pocket full of patience.

Somewhere, someone says they’re sorry,
but the words arrive too late.
We keep waiting for a warning
while life happens as we wait.

[PRE-CHORUS 2 — rising strings, pounding drums]

If the universe is endless,
why are we so scared to change?
Why do we hold on to ashes
when the fire has escaped?

Maybe nothing lasts forever.
Maybe that’s what makes it gold.

[CHORUS 2 — heavier drums, layered harmonies]

Oh, what a beautiful end of everything,
the light turning blue as the evening begins.
All the little moments we were too busy to see,
all the versions of ourselves we were destined to leave.

Let the whole world turn,
let the oceans rise.
Let the last sun fall
from the summer sky.

If nothing lasts forever,
let forever start tonight.

Oh, what a beautiful end of everything—
and we’re still alive.

[BRIDGE — fragile vocals, single piano]

One day, these hands will be
a story someone else remembers.
One day, the rooms we knew
will fill with unfamiliar laughter.

The trees will grow through concrete.
The rain will wash the names away.
Someone will stand where I’m standing
on an ordinary day.

They won’t know what made me cry.
They won’t know what I believed.
They’ll just watch the evening opening
and leave with nothing they can keep.

[BUILD — heartbeat, rising strings]

Let the colors leave the walls.
Let the leaves fall from the branches.
Let the old cathedral fall.

I don’t need to keep the moment.
I don’t need to make it stay.

I just want to be here
while the light is on its way.

[COMPLETE SILENCE]

[WHISPER]

Look.

It’s still beautiful.

[FINAL CHORUS — explosive cinematic production]

OH, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL END OF EVERYTHING!
THE STARS IN THE DARK AND THE BLOOD IN OUR SKIN!

All the little moments
we were too afraid to feel,
all the broken pieces
that were beautiful and real!

Let the whole world turn!
Let the oceans rise!
Let the last sun fall
from the summer sky!

We thought we’d have forever.
We thought we’d have more time.

Oh, what a beautiful end of everything—

AND NOBODY SAID GOODBYE.

[FINAL DROP — distorted vocals, fractured production]

NOBODY SAID GOODBYE!
THE LIGHT GOES OUT!
THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING!
AND WE’RE NOT AROUND!

NOBODY SAID GOODBYE!
NO LAST WORDS!

JUST AN EMPTY SKY
WHERE WE USED TO BE—

[SUDDEN CUT — complete silence]

[OUTRO — distant piano, almost inaudible vocals]

The sky is turning silver.
The streets are almost cold.

The world is still a painting
that nobody gets to hold.

I stand there in the quiet,
but the colors have all gone.

Nothing lasts forever.

And some things
don’t get a final song.

[One piano note. Silence. End.]