[Verse] In a world where shadows dance, and dreams are torn Two voices echo, through the night they're born A trumpet's wail, a melancholy sound A tale of yesteryears, in this downward town [Chorus] Hark, the heralds of a sadder time In harmony, they sing of a bygone crime The notes they weave, a tapestry of woe In this jazz duet, our souls begin to glow [Inter/solo] (Trumpet solo) [Verse 2] Through the mist, their voices rise A Sinatra charm with Martin's guise The music weeps, a dystopian lull For the hearts that yearn, for a golden age full [Chorus] Once again, the notes collide In this dark dance, where hope's denied The trumpet's cry, a soulful, sad goodbye To an era lost, in the depths of the night [Outro] As the music fades, into the dark Our hearts remember, what once was a spark [Ending] (Trumpet's last note lingers)