Om Golden Hour Runs Out
«Golden Hour Runs Out» är en upplyftande låt i genren soul, av Marcus Solaire (104 BPM, G-dur, 3:14, sjungen på engelska). Den här låten ingår i WeavyAudios katalog och är licensierad för uppspelning i kaféer, restauranger, gym, butiker och andra lokaler.
Fler: muzyka soul utan extra royalties. Fler efter stämning: upplyftande. Licens för din lokal.
Medverkande
- Artist
- Marcus Solaire
- Genre
- Soul
- Stämning
- Upplyftande
- Tempo
- 104 BPM
- Tonart
- G-dur
- Längd
- 3:14
- Sång
- Engelska
- Licens
- Licensierad för lokaler
Nyckelord
- Soul
- bittersweet uplifting
- warm confidence
- crossover appeal
- bright synth plucks
- clean electric guitar
- tight pop drums
- 104 BPM
- warm tenor
- soulful runs
- breathy ad-libs
Tillagd för 3 månader sedan · 2026-07-26 · licensierad för användning i lokal
Text· följer ljudet
Golden Hour Runs Out lyrics
Verse
Sixteen and sunburnt on the hood of your car
Radio static, but we don't get far
Peach juice running down to my wrist
Counting the minutes like they won't be missed
Porch light buzzing, moths in the beam
Half of this summer feels stitched out of dreams
Pre-Chorus
But the shadows keep stretching long
Somebody's mama's calling us home
Can't we hold this a little bit more
Before it slips out that screen door
Chorus
Golden hour runs out, runs out
But we're laughing like it never will
Painting gold on a windowsill
Golden hour runs out, runs out
Still I'm holding your hand so tight
Trying to freeze the fading light
Verse
Sparklers writing our names in the air
Gravel road dust caught up in your hair
Bonfire smoke on my old denim shirt
Nothing about this could ever hurt
Radio dial finds a song we both know
Windows down, watch the fireflies glow
Pre-Chorus
But the shadows keep stretching long
Somebody's mama's calling us home
Can't we hold this a little bit more
Before it slips out that screen door
Chorus
Golden hour runs out, runs out
But we're laughing like it never will
Painting gold on a windowsill
Golden hour runs out, runs out
Still I'm holding your hand so tight
Trying to freeze the fading light
Bridge
Ten years gone and I still taste that peach
Still hear gravel underneath our feet
Maybe forever was never the plan
Maybe it's enough that once, we ran
Straight into a burning sky
Not scared of a single goodbye
Chorus
Golden hour runs out, runs out
But we laughed like it never would
Left our names carved in that wood
Golden hour runs out, runs out
And I'm still holding on that light
Long after that summer night
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