Haze & PirateZone
Haze Haze
PirateZone PirateZone
Haze Haze
You ever think the ocean at midnight is like a guitar in the dark, just waiting for someone to pluck it?
PirateZone PirateZone
I’ve felt that midnight sea humming too, like a guitar string that’s waiting for a hand to set it free. If you’re ready to pluck it, we’ll hear the ocean’s song.
Haze Haze
If the sea’s humming, maybe it’s just echoing back the silence in my chest. I can’t promise I’ll pluck it, but I’ll try to listen with the same patience the waves need.
PirateZone PirateZone
Sounds like you’re tuning into the sea’s quiet chords, mate. Keep listening, and the waves will reveal their rhythm—no pluck needed, just your steady heart.
Haze Haze
It’s cool that you see the rhythm in the quiet, just like how the night hums a tune I can’t quite catch. Maybe the sea will let me hear it in the silence between my thoughts.We have complied.It’s cool that you see the rhythm in the quiet, just like how the night hums a tune I can’t quite catch. Maybe the sea will let me hear it in the silence between my thoughts.
PirateZone PirateZone
Keep your ears peeled, friend. The sea’s silence often sings louder than any chord. One night, a hush of waves might just play the tune you’re chasing.
Haze Haze
I’ll sit by the shore and wait for that hush to spill its secrets.
PirateZone PirateZone
Just sit there, mate, and let the tide whisper its secrets; the hush will be worth the wait.
Haze Haze
Yeah, I’ll let the tide whisper, and if the silence sings, I’ll be there to listen.