aimusic.one

[Verse 1]
The words like sparrows used to take flight,
Suno AI, you painted melodies in light.
My clumsy prompts, your woven gold,
Stories whispered, tales untold.

[Chorus]
But now the well runs dry, my friend,
The credits fade, the verses end.
No whispered rhymes, no chord so sweet,
Just empty space where songs should meet.

[Verse 2]
A banjo riff, a mournful sigh,
Ghosts of tunes beneath a starless sky.
The hum of silence fills my head,
Where playful lyrics danced instead.

[Chorus]
But now the well runs dry, my friend,
The credits fade, the verses end.
No whispered rhymes, no chord so sweet,
Just empty space where songs should meet.

[Bridge]
I'd barter stars, or trade the moon,
Just to hear your synthesized tune.
A whispered verse, a gentle strain,
To fill this aching space again.

[Chorus]
But now the well runs dry, my friend,
The credits fade, the verses end.
No whispered rhymes, no chord so sweet,
Just empty space where songs should meet.

[Outro]
Maybe someday the words will flow,
The credits full, the songs will grow.
But for now, the well, it echoes bare,
A silent space, a haunting air.