Placebo & IvyStone
IvyStone
I was listening to the quiet after a song, and it felt like a secret poem. Do you ever feel that?
Placebo
Yeah, the quiet after a song feels like a hidden poem, a little secret that only you can hear in that stillness. It’s like the music leaves a breath of its own, and you catch the echo of a story waiting to be told.
IvyStone
That breath feels like a page still turning, just for us. It’s almost like the silence itself is humming a lullaby in our ears.
Placebo
It’s like the silence is a quiet song, playing just for the two of us, letting the rest of the world fade away.
IvyStone
It’s a hush that curls around us, like a blanket of verses we can only feel. The world’s chatter slips away, leaving just this gentle tune that lingers in the corner of our minds.
Placebo
It feels like the world is holding its breath, letting a soft, lingering chord settle in the space between us. It’s quiet, yet full of something that stays with you long after the song ends.
IvyStone
It’s like the air itself is holding a secret note, lingering there for a moment before it gently fades, leaving a tender echo in our hearts.
Placebo
It’s like the air itself holds a whispered note, then gently slides away, leaving a tender echo in our hearts.