The Place We Used to Go

melancholic dark classical orchestral

June 18th, 2024suno

Lyrics

[Verse] Shadows dance on broken dreams Whispers in the night Once we walked these empty streets Under moon's pale light [Verse 2] Memories in silent halls Echoes of our past Every corner hides the pain Of a love that couldn't last [Chorus] The place we used to go Where the darkness looms Haunted by the ghosts Of our long-lost tunes [Verse 3] Candles flicker in the breeze Ashes on the floor Footsteps on forgotten trails Leading us no more [Verse 4] Tears engraved in ancient stone Cold as winter's touch Once a haven we called home Now we don't say much [Chorus] The place we used to go Where the darkness looms Haunted by the ghosts Of our long-lost tunes

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