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Over all the rooftops,
Stillness hums in blue.
Echoes drift through circuits,
Dreams remember you.
Chrome horizon fading,
Night begins to bloom —
Ghosts of all our yesterdays
Dancing in the room.
Wait a little longer,
Feel the silence grow.
In the wires and thunder,
Hearts still overflow.
Light will fade, but gently,
Like breath through silver hue —
Over all the mountains,
Peace will fall on you.
Neon veins are glowing,
City hearts unwind.
Time dissolves in amber,
Leaving none behind.
Shadows hum a promise,
Soft, electric, true —
Rest is not an ending,
It’s the sky in you.
Wait a little longer,
Feel the silence grow.
In the wires and thunder,
Hearts still overflow.
Light will fade, but gently,
Like breath through silver hue —
Over all the mountains,
Peace will fall on you.
Drift through violet highways,
Past the echo line;
Every star a memory
Looping out of time.
Wait a little longer,
Close your tired eyes;
Over all the hilltops,
Ruh is in the skies.
Circuits hum like lullabies —
And soon you’ll rest in light.
The idea#
Rest as urban sacrament. Over rooftops, stillness hums in blue; chrome horizons fade; ghosts of yesterdays dance in the room. “Rest is not an ending, / It’s the sky in you.” Wires and thunder still carry overflowing hearts, but light fades gently, like breath through silver. Trance that is uplifting and nocturnal can cradle rather than launch—drive softened into lullaby.
City hearts unwind; time dissolves in amber; neon veins glow while promising that peace will fall “over all the mountains.” The late turn toward “Ruh” and circuits humming like lullabies feels almost Goethean by echo: wait a little longer, close tired eyes. I hear insomnia’s treaty with the grid—permission to stop without dying, to let the night keep watch while the body finally believes the sky inside it.
