Firefly Funeral

(Style: I imagine:

* warm analog synths

* slow heartbeat drums

* shimmering guitars

* whispered verses

* a chorus that blooms instead of explodes

Visually:

summer night air, wet grass, distant lanterns, little lights floating above graves or river water.)

Verse 1

We buried summer by the riverbank

Hands stained gold from the dying light

Nobody spoke when the wind moved through

Tall grass bending like a hymn

Tiny sparks above the water

Drifting slow as fallen stars

I watched them gather in the dark

Like heaven trying not to leave

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Pre-Chorus

And I held my breath

Just to hear the night breathe back

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Chorus

Firefly funeral

Little lights against the blue

Every fragile thing I loved

Burned so briefly into view

Still they shimmer in the distance

Soft as smoke and almost gone

Tiny suns above the blackness

Teaching broken hearts to glow

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Verse 2

There were names carved into old wood signs

Half erased by rain and time

But the air still carried echoes

Low and trembling through the reeds

You said nothing truly vanishes

It just changes shape at night

So maybe every light I lost

Is floating somewhere near

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Bridge

If sorrow is a river

Let it carry me slow

If hope survives in small things

Maybe I can too

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Final Chorus

Firefly funeral

All our ghosts lit amber bright

Dancing circles through the silence

Like they’re trying to survive

And I swear for just a moment

All the dark around me moved

Thousands of forgotten lights

Turning grief into something beautiful