Dancing Through the Echoes [Electro Swing] [Jazz] [Dance] [Female Vocals]

An immortal girl remains a constant observer, watching time pass and holding on to the echoes of what was while everything else keeps changing
Curtains fall, and I’m still here,
A silent witness to the turning years.
Laughter ripples in a golden haze,
I catch its glow, but it slips away.
Spin me ‘round in the timeless tide,
Where memories flicker but cannot hide.
Each step’s a shadow, a fleeting face,
We’re all just ghosts in a fleeting place.
The brass band blares, their song’s alive,
A rhythm echoes as the world contrives.
They dance away, a parade of light,
And I’m the silhouette lost to the night.
Ticking clocks turn to velvet chimes,
They stretch and pull, distort the lines.
The past and future play their game,
And I’m the constant, a burning flame.
Spin me ‘round in the timeless tide,
Where memories flicker but cannot hide.
Each step’s a shadow, a fleeting face,
We’re all just ghosts in a fleeting place.
The saxophone hums, a wistful sigh,
Notes drift upward to a painted sky.
I spin alone, yet feel the throng,
Dancing through echoes, forever the song.