NeonSunflowers-4
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Dust and chrome across the dune,
Tapes rewinding in the moon,
A giant sleeping in the sand,
Wakes up under solarpunk skies.
Faded postcards, city lights,
Cicada hum through neon nights,
We''re walking on a dream that''s true,
A future painted in ocean blue.
Oh, we''re the neon sunflowers,
Growing through the wires,
Golden light inside our hands,
Healing all the broken plans.
We were ghosts of futures past,
Now we bloom and we will last.
Oh, we''re the neon sunflowers,
Growing through the wires,
Golden light inside our hands,
Healing all the broken plans.
We were ghosts of futures past,
Now we bloom and we will last.
Dreams are made of static and of gold,
Every circuit holds a story to be told,
From the wreckage of the analog age,
Rises hope upon this digital stage.
Tapes rewinding in the moon,
A giant sleeping in the sand,
Wakes up under solarpunk skies.
Faded postcards, city lights,
Cicada hum through neon nights,
We''re walking on a dream that''s true,
A future painted in ocean blue.
Oh, we''re the neon sunflowers,
Growing through the wires,
Golden light inside our hands,
Healing all the broken plans.
We were ghosts of futures past,
Now we bloom and we will last.
Oh, we''re the neon sunflowers,
Growing through the wires,
Golden light inside our hands,
Healing all the broken plans.
We were ghosts of futures past,
Now we bloom and we will last.
Dreams are made of static and of gold,
Every circuit holds a story to be told,
From the wreckage of the analog age,
Rises hope upon this digital stage.