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đŸ€– MĂșsica composta e produzida por InteligĂȘncia Artificial (Dexbom AI).

[Verse 1: Male] City lights fade as the night unfolds, Train hums softly, stories left untold. Berlin whispers through the windowpane, Echoes of love, now just a gentle pain. [Verse 1: Female] Silent streets blur in the rearview sight, Heartbeat steady in the fading light. Every mile takes a little more away, Healing starts where the shadows play. [Pre-Chorus: Both] Close your eyes, breathe the rhythm slow, Let the midnight air help you let go. [Chorus: Both] On this midnight train, we ride alone, Finding peace in the unknown. Wounds may fade, but the soul remains, We’re coming home, we’re coming home. On this midnight train, the past unwinds, Leaving hurt and fear behind. Hold on tight, through the endless plains, We're coming home, we're coming home. [Verse 2: Female] Whispers turn softer with every mile, Collecting strength in a quiet smile. Through the darkness, dawn draws near, A new day born from fallen tears. [Verse 2: Male] Shadows fade into morning’s glow, Breathing easier than we did before. Silent prayers on the tracks beneath, Finding freedom where the heartache leaves. [Pre-Chorus: Both] Close your eyes, breathe the rhythm slow, Let the midnight air help you let go. [Chorus: Both] On this midnight train, we ride alone, Finding peace in the unknown. Wounds may fade, but the soul remains, We’re coming home, we’re coming home. On this midnight train, the past unwinds, Leaving hurt and fear behind. Hold on tight, through the endless plains, We're coming home, we're coming home. [Bridge: Female] Silent lullabies in every line, Healing comes with the passing time. [Bridge: Male] Hold the night, feel the heart align, Step by step, we cross the line. [Chorus: Both] On this midnight train, we ride alone, Finding peace in the unknown. Wounds may fade, but the soul remains, We’re coming home, we’re coming home. On this midnight train, the past unwinds, Leaving hurt and fear behind. Hold on tight, through the endless plains, We're coming home, we're coming home. [Outro: Both] Coming home, coming home, The midnight train, we’re not alone. Coming home, coming home, In the silence, we’ve grown.

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