{"idx": "1", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n漂泊在无尽的沧海\n寻觅那颗失落的心\n四肢麻木却无法自欺\n恐惧如潮水般侵袭\n挣扎着渴望着变得坚强\n请别潜入那深海\n也别在那里躲藏\n\n[chorus]\n让一切重新开始\n我不想再次坠落\n坠向那无尽的深渊\n不再假装坚强\n不再逃避现实\n我告诉自己不再寻找\n寻找那虚幻的可能\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n我曾想用醉意将你囚禁\n囚禁于无人之巅\n独自徘徊在虚幻天堂\n不要潜入深海\n不要在黑暗中躲藏\n\n[chorus]\n让一切重新开始\n我不想再次坠落\n坠向那无尽的边缘\n不再假装坚强\n不再逃避现实\n我告诉自己不再坠落\n永远不再坠落\n\n[bridge]\n我被那光芒吸引\n虽然它有时带来毁灭\n但我知道变化是成长的痕迹\n雨后的天空湛蓝如洗\n\n[chorus]\n它提醒我为何坚持\n为何不能放弃\n因为未经历所有痛苦\n就不会懂得珍惜美丽\n这是我的破碎时刻\n也是重生的开始\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Pop Ballad (Mandopop), Resilient, Piano, Electric Guitar, String Section, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "2", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n芳菲落尽\n芳菲逝去\n在这纯白的季节里\n月光洒满地\n若这只是一场意外\n为何回忆满载我心\n就此将你封印\n你却依然让我心痛不已\n\n[chorus]\n你存在过的痕迹\n我始终无法忘记\n落花纷飞\n如雪满地\n苍白的誓言从何说起\n若能将往昔掘出\n捧在手心\n是否就能再次相拥\n\n[intro]\n\n[verse]\n芳菲落尽\n芳菲逝去\n叫我心痛难抑\n你所在之处\n我已无法抹去记忆\n\n[chorus]\n你啊\n总叫我心痛不已\n因为你存在过的空间\n我无法彻底忘记\n你啊\n总叫我心痛不已\n因为你刻下的印记\n我此生无法忘记\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Gufeng, Heartbroken, Guzheng, Dizi, Erhu, Percussion"}
{"idx": "3", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n剑影映照在身上\n情深似海却难留\n情丝细腻如痴迷\n独对孤灯诉衷肠\n相思无用成残局\n红颜命运多凉薄\n忆年少共赏明月到天方\n\n[chorus]\n泪痕沾湿新衣袖\n风花雪月梦中留\n天涯海角情难求\n愿与君共渡白头\n红颜薄命泪两行\n遥望当年共赏明月透云霄\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n红尘情缘难安定\n爱恨交织难自弃\n相思无时不起舞\n红颜命薄如纸茫\n\n[chorus]\n忆往昔共赏月到天荒\n旧情难断如雨落\n相伴直至白头时\n柳絮飘摇青衣皎\n\n[bridge]\n风花雪雨梦中游\n天涯海角情难断\n愿与天地共白头\n前尘往事人憔悴\n\n[chorus]\n红颜泪落意难平\n莫忘旧年誓言声\n共赏明月照苍穹\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Guofeng, Dramatic, Erhu, Pipa, Drum Kit, Percussion"}
{"idx": "4", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n书页在风中飘转\n蔚蓝天空下秋风也泛红\n往事如弦拨动心间\n只愿愁绪随风如烟\n谁曾吐露过刺耳的话\n却依然在心中泛起牵挂\n芬芳年华仍想要找寻你\n重逢不及一场和解\n\n[chorus]\n你仍充斥我所有的欢喜\n如阳光般无可伏匿\n我心中有秋云徘徊\n却从不知如何解析\n你仍充斥我所有的欢喜\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n历经几多世事偏移\n思绪飘过蔚蓝的海底\n才不用再偷偷忆起\n桥头你那微笑的身影\n终是不知何解\n\n[chorus]\n你始终是我心之所思\n阳光中无痕亦无迹\n我心中有所求却终不知何解\n\n[bridge]\n执念虽强狂\n终无半点痕迹可抵\n我心中有所求\n却终不知何解\n\n[chorus]\n你触及我深锁的心事\n如阳光消散所有谜题\n我心中有秋云\n却终不知何解\n你触及我深锁的心事\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Soft Pop, Nostalgic, Acoustic Guitar, Piano, String Section"}
{"idx": "5", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n这城市的喧嚣淹没了我的思绪\n它跳进我生活困扰每个夜晚的静谧\n我渴望逃离这无形的疏离与封闭\n徘徊在这疯狂世界的十字路口\n你我在这片喧嚷中渐渐迷失了自己\n我仍在寻找一方心灵的净土\n\n[chorus]\n多想忘记一切\n飞翔到无际的乐园\n那里只有你我守护着的\n最初的梦想\n我想要忘记一切\n抵达无际的乐园\n那里只有你我\n让梦想自由生长\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n我们的梦想穿越了时间的海洋\n就让我勇敢一次飞向那无际的乐园\n那里只有你我灵魂自由歌唱\n我们的梦想是生命最初的模样\n\n[chorus]\n我想要忘记过往\n飞向那无际的乐园\n那里只有你和我是彼此的光芒\n我们的梦想在星空下熠熠生辉\n我想要忘记一切飞向那无际的乐园\n那里只有你我书写永恒的篇章\n我们的梦想是永不落幕的渴望\n就让我忘记所有飞向那无际的乐园\n那里只有你和爱是唯一的信仰\n\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Dance-Pop, Uplifting, Synthesizer, Drum Machine, Synth Bass, Backing Vocals"}
{"idx": "6", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n窗外人群正欢腾\n我却独对寂寞煎熬\n长街的欢乐如梦无痕\n回忆如卡片般淡薄易碎\n而心情却沉重如铅\n繁星静静照亮街道\n思念如潮水涌来\n悄然湿润我眼眶\n我独自轻声歌唱\n\n[chorus]\n听见风中的温柔\n带着一丝暖意如你的吻\n看雪花轻轻飘落\n怀念如潮水漫上心头\n你的影子无处不在\n我不觉孤单\n只因心中满是你\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n咖啡馆的旧座位\n还留着未说完的话\n手机里存着去年冬天\n你笑着捧起雪花的片段\n\n[chorus]\n时间像静止的沙漏\n承诺在风里渐渐模糊\n我数着钟摆的滴答\n在重逢与告别间徘徊\n学着与沉默共存\n在每次日落时分\n练习失去你的黄昏\n\n[bridge]\n如果季节能倒退\n让落叶回到枝头\n我是否会更勇敢\n在离别前紧紧停留\n月光浇灌的伤口\n在深夜里轻声问候\n爱是未寄出的信\n在心底生了根长了皱\n\n[chorus]\n窗外人群正欢腾\n我却独对寂寞歌唱\n心中满是你影子\n仿佛你就在身旁\n感动得泪流满面\n我背包装满眼泪\n却依然微笑\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Contemporary R&B, Longing, Piano, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Saxophone"}
{"idx": "7", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n在那遥远的爵士乡\n有位迷人的姑娘\n行人经过她的窗\n总为她驻足凝望\n她的微笑如夜曲悠扬\n温暖中带着一丝忧伤\n她的眼神如星闪亮\n带我坠入梦境徜徉\n我愿放下手中诗行\n只为她轻声歌唱\n日日守候在那街角\n盼她一次温柔回望\n\n[chorus]\n我不过是远方的风\n偶然路过她的乐章\n却把心跳谱成了音符\n在每一个夜晚反复回响\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n我愿化身为那月光\n静静陪在她的身旁\n任那晚风轻拂梦想\n心事只对她默默讲\n\n[bridge]\n岁月是位沉默的乐手\n将青涩吹奏成沧桑\n我的歌谣褪了颜色\n却还在老地方\n为她播放\n\n[chorus]\n在那遥远的城市一方\n时光深处藏着一位好姑娘\n夜色披上霓虹衣裳\n迷路的人啊\n都向着那扇窗凝望\n那光芒\n是温柔的故乡\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Swing, Charming, Piano, Brass Section, Double Bass, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "8", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n漫漫长夜无尽期\n谁懂你心碎泪低垂\n世界不公命如棋\n过客人生皆如戏\n梦想易碎莫悲戚\n何不快乐追光曦\n直到故事落幕时\n人潮散尽回忆栖\n\n[chorus]\n梦如旧醉半醒时\n快乐是欢笑尽淋漓\n莫等舞台幕落迟\n歌声中寻答案依稀\n美丽回忆永不逝\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n不同手握多少棋\n谁能甘于平淡里\n梦想随光会消逝\n人生舞台终有寂\n无尽夜谁主演戏\n放下一切享当下意\n\n[chorus]\n每一刻快乐要珍惜\n直到曲终人散际\n人潮退去梦依旧\n歌声回荡忆永驻\n美丽回忆不褪色\n长夜中心痛化诗意\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Power Metal, Motivational, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Choir"}
{"idx": "9", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n齿轮咬合着\n预设的轨迹\n瞳孔里倒映着\n数据流的暴雨\n我们狂欢\n在算法投喂的盛宴\n咀嚼着被量化的悲喜\n这信仰是屏幕闪烁的像素\n\n[chorus]\n这自由是选项有限的单选题\n难道你没听见\n那骨髓里的哭泣\n难道你没看见\n这笑容下的粉饰太平\n我们铸造了镀金的枷锁\n并为之歌颂\n为之狂热\n在乐园里慢慢枯萎\n把灵魂典当给完美的幻觉\n醒来\n撕碎这幻觉\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n语言被稀释成安全的标语\n思想在回音壁里重复窒息\n他们贩卖希望\n像廉价的糖果\n治愈他们发明的疾病\n愤怒被冷却\n棱角被磨平\n成为系统里一颗沉默的铆钉\n\n[chorus]\n所以握紧拳头\n感受残存的温度\n所以咬紧牙关\n找回疼痛的觉悟\n在网格中安然入睡\n这镀金的枷锁\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Industrial Hip Hop, Angry, Electric Guitar, Drum Machine, Synthesizer, Vocoder"}
{"idx": "10", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n在这宁静的夜晚我迷失在梦中\n滴答声随思绪飘向遥远星空\n没有了喧嚣车马的纷扰苦痛\n只剩下单调音符在夜空回荡\n我只听见内心轰鸣如雷动\n感受空洞中闪电划破迷茫\n\n[chorus]\n你是否听懂这长夜的诉说\n是否依然寻找那迷失的方向\n迷茫如影划过我的梦境\n远方星空下人迹已匆匆\n只剩下音符在风中振动\n我只听见内心无尽的轰隆\n\n[inst]\n\n[chorus]\n沸腾的轰鸣划破苍穹\n你是否依然迷茫在夜空\n是否还在梦境中徘徊\n你是否听到心底的呼唤\n旋转着奔向那迷失的方向\n在长夜中寻找一丝微光\n你是否依然迷茫如旧\n只愿找到内心的归宿\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Neoclassical, Introspective, Piano, Violin, Cello, String Section"}
{"idx": "11", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n春风吹过心扉开\n花儿轻轻为你绽\n才华不止是空谈\n真心话语不轻慢\n我不是那易谢的花瓣\n谁能懂我心底波澜\n若你想了解我的爱\n明日盼你再归来\n我不是谜题无人猜\n谁能真正明白爱\n\n[chorus]\n想知道我的爱\n明日你在何处徘徊\n春风吹过花儿开\n真心为你藏胸怀\n我不是野花任人采\n谁能懂得我的爱\n若你想了解我的情\n明日等你再相逢\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n春日阳光照星海\n风中带着甜与爱\n我的心意不曾改\n真心等你共未来\n我不是那柔弱花瓣\n\n[bridge]\n谁能读懂我情怀\n若你想知道我的爱\n明日等你再相见\n我不是月光无人恋\n谁能真正看透爱\n若你想知道我的心\n明日你在哪里等\n\n[chorus]\n春风吹过花儿盏\n真心为你守不变\n我不是浮萍任人采\n谁能懂得我的暖\n若你想了解我的情\n明日等你再团圆\n啦啦啦啦爱在春天蔓延\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Synth-pop, Sweet, Synthesizer, Drum Machine, Bass, Backing Vocals"}
{"idx": "12", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n雨洒断桥边\n烟波散不尽思念\n独立黑白桥之间\n当年誓言如画卷\n你离湖畔远去\n我独望北岸天\n细雨落成段\n墨色染透心田\n[chorus]\n舟上九载蝴蝶舞翩跹\n离散后空余孤弦颤\n琴声苍茫似海天\n琴瑟相和明珠圆\n思绪纷繁千万种\n人间交错几重变\n纵隔千山心仍连\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n告别声犹在耳畔\n此字深深刻心间\n岁月如流水潺潺\n一曲不负这寒年\n流年似蝶飞无偏\n身陷浮生常慨叹\n\n[bridge]\n若命运是张无情的网\n你我皆是挣不脱的线\n何不将憾事酿作酒\n敬这荒唐人间\n醉眼看那水中月\n聚散终有时\n月缺终会圆\n\n[chorus]\n真假情意难分辨\n百般思绪争流年\n往事如梦幻似烟\n穿探一生情缘牵\n天上人间相思恋\n黑白命运相交织\n千言万语尽无言\n任前途真假皆在眼前\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Chinese Traditional, Bittersweet, Guzheng, Erhu, Dizi, Percussion"}
{"idx": "13", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n城市霓虹吞没了星光\n我像浮尘游荡在街上\n耳机里循环着陈旧情歌\n却盖不住心底的荒凉\n人群拥挤却倍感孤单\n请别提及那个姓名\n也别唤醒那些曾经\n\n[chorus]\n让往事随风而去\n我不想再次回忆\n忆起那些甜蜜毒药\n不再强颜欢笑\n不再卑微乞讨\n我告诉自己不再回头\n回头便是万劫不复\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n我曾试图用工作麻醉自己\n囚禁在无尽的忙碌里\n可是夜深人静的时刻\n不要翻开相册\n不要在回忆里沉溺\n\n[chorus]\n让往事随风而去\n我不想再次回忆\n忆起那些撕心裂肺\n不再强颜欢笑\n不再卑微乞讨\n我告诉自己不再哭泣\n永远不再为你哭泣\n\n[bridge]\n我曾以为爱是全部\n虽然它最终带来痛楚\n但伤痕是成长的勋章\n哭过之后眼睛更加明亮\n\n[chorus]\n它提醒我何为真实\n何为虚妄的幻影\n因为未曾彻底心碎\n就不会懂得如何坚强\n这是我的告别时刻\n也是新生的序章\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Emo Rap, Heartbroken, 808 Bass, Drum Machine, Electric Guitar, Rap"}
{"idx": "14", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n地铁穿过凌晨的隧道\n车窗倒映着疲倦的脸\n耳机里放着后摇音乐\n鼓点敲打着失眠的神经\n早餐铺升起白色蒸汽\n像某个模糊的承诺\n\n[chorus]\n这城市太大而我们太小\n小到可以被一阵风吹走\n但今夜我想做个巨人\n踩过霓虹灯的河流\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n便利店灯光太过明亮\n照见所有隐秘的悲伤\n热咖啡在纸杯里打转\n像说不出口的那些话\n\n[chorus]\n这城市太大而我们太小\n小到可以被一阵风吹走\n但今夜我要逆着人潮\n游向有你的那个岛\n\n[bridge]\n天气预报说会有雪\n可天空依旧沉默如铁\n我们像两粒迷路的尘埃\n在十字路口等待奇迹\n\n[chorus]\n这城市太大而我们太小\n小到可以被一阵风吹走\n但此刻我们紧紧相拥\n就是最坚固的城堡\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Metalcore, Determined, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, FX"}
{"idx": "15", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n镜子里的陌生面孔\n挂着疲惫不堪的笑容\n习惯性地隐藏情绪\n不敢流露半点脆弱\n外壳坚硬内心汹涌\n请别拆穿我的伪装\n也别施舍你的怜悯\n\n[chorus]\n我需要时间愈合\n我不想触碰伤疤\n伤疤之下暗流涌动\n不再依赖他人\n不再寻找寄托\n我逼迫自己独自站立\n站立成一座山峦\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n曾经将幸福寄托于你\n如同攀附大树的藤蔓\n如今学习扎根于大地\n不要随风摇摆\n不要轻易折断\n\n[chorus]\n我需要时间愈合\n我不想触碰伤疤\n伤疤是曾经的烙印\n不再依赖他人\n不再寻找寄托\n我逼迫自己变得完整\n由内而外的完整\n\n[bridge]\n泪水并非软弱象征\n它也能洗净灵魂窗户\n当我终于敢放声痛哭\n反而感受到了前所未有轻松\n\n[chorus]\n它冲刷掉所有尘埃\n让真相清晰浮现\n原来真正的强大始于\n接纳自己的所有不完美\n这是我的脆弱时分\n也是重建的开始\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Alternative R&B, Vulnerable, Piano, Bass, Drum Machine, String Section"}
{"idx": "16", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n列车呼啸穿过隧道\n窗外风景急速倒退\n像是与过去在告别\n奔向未定的终点线\n心中混杂期待恐惧\n请别问我要去哪里\n也别追问归期何时\n\n[chorus]\n让我随风去流浪\n我不想停留原地\n原地只有无尽循环\n不再规划人生\n不再遵循地图\n我渴望一场意外之旅\n邂逅未知的自己\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n行李简单只有背囊\n装着一颗渴望自由的心\n旧照片已撕碎抛洒\n不要任何牵绊\n不要沉重过往\n\n[chorus]\n让我随风去流浪\n我不想停留原地\n原地只会滋生腐朽\n不再规划人生\n不再遵循地图\n我渴望一场灵魂蜕变\n在路途中找到答案\n\n[bridge]\n山川湖海皆是导师\n星空之下顿悟了渺小\n狭隘的悲欢被风吹散\n融入天地间的壮阔\n\n[chorus]\n它教会我何为生命\n何为存在的意义\n渺小如尘却也独特\n勇敢地写下自己的诗\n这是我的远征之路\n生命最绚烂的章节\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Garage Rock, Wanderlust, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "17", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n图书馆的灰尘在跳舞\n落在泛黄的诗集扉页\n阳光穿过百叶窗的缝隙\n把安静切成平行世界\n墨水在稿纸上晕开\n写成未寄出的信\n\n[chorus]\n时间是狡猾的小偷\n偷走年少轻狂的梦\n却留下这些柔软的刺\n在深夜里隐隐作痛\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n铅笔屑堆成小山\n像被遗忘的承诺废墟\n窗外的麻雀在争吵\n关于春天和虫子的秘密\n\n[chorus]\n时间是沉默的帮凶\n见证所有无疾而终\n但那些未说出口的话\n在纸页间获得永生\n\n[bridge]\n管理员的收音机里\n放着二十年前的老歌\n旋律像一把生锈的钥匙\n打开了记忆的锁\n\n[chorus]\n时间是最温柔的凶手\n抹去眼泪也抚平伤口\n而我们都成了同谋\n在这故事里停留\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Chamber Folk, Reflective, Acoustic Guitar, Piano, String Section"}
{"idx": "18", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n梦境总是光怪陆离\n交织着恐惧与渴望\n在潜意识深海潜水\n打捞遗失的记忆碎片\n醒来时常恍惚片刻\n请别追问梦的内容\n也别试图理性分析\n\n[chorus]\n梦是另一个现实\n我不想完全清醒\n清醒世界太多规则\n不再压抑欲望\n不再掩饰本能\n我在梦里获得补全\n现实缺失的部分\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n有时梦见在天空飞翔\n有时梦见在不停下坠\n梦境是心灵的镜子\n不要逃避映照\n不要恐惧真相\n\n[chorus]\n梦是隐秘的花园\n我不想被它控制\n控制白天的情绪\n不再压抑欲望\n不再掩饰本能\n我在梦里释放影子\n与它和平地共处\n\n[bridge]\n记录每个奇异梦境\n尝试与潜意识对话\n发现那些混乱表象下\n藏着最真实的自我\n\n[chorus]\n它是我内心的回响\n未被驯服的原始声音\n理解梦境就是理解\n自己未知的广阔领域\n这是我的夜间航行\n探索内在的宇宙\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Trip-Hop, Intriguing, Sampler, Drum Machine, Synth Pad, Vocals"}
{"idx": "19", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n洗衣机在阳台上轰鸣\n搅动着泡沫和旧时光\n你的衬衫在滚筒里\n跳着一支疲惫的舞\n水珠沿着玻璃滑落\n像不成句的告白\n\n[chorus]\n生活是重复的旋律\n副歌部分总是相似\n但在某个走音的瞬间\n我突然想起你的眼睛\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n晾衣绳在风里摇晃\n挂满潮湿的回忆碎片\n一只袜子不知去向\n像我们弄丢的某个下午\n\n[chorus]\n生活是琐碎的诗篇\n标点符号都是油盐\n但在翻炒的烟火气里\n藏着最动人的韵脚\n\n[bridge]\n天气预报说雨要停\n云层裂开一道金色缝隙\n洗衣机发出完成的蜂鸣\n像故事的另一个开始\n\n[chorus]\n生活是未干的衣裳\n在微风里轻轻荡漾\n当我们学会欣赏褶皱\n也就读懂了柔软\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Adult Contemporary, Cozy, Electric Piano, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Saxophone"}
{"idx": "20", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n在喧闹的聚会中央\n我却感到格格不入\n笑脸之下藏着孤独\n无人知晓我的挣扎\n像座孤岛被人环绕\n请别过来碰杯庆祝\n也别问我是否快乐\n\n[chorus]\n让我安静地待着\n我不想伪装合群\n合群代价是失去自我\n不再讨好世界\n不再勉强迎合\n我享受这份疏离感\n冷眼旁观的热闹\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n提前离场走入夜色\n寒冷空气让人清醒\n独处并非是可悲事\n不要群体认同\n不要虚假温暖\n\n[chorus]\n让我安静地待着\n我不想浪费精力\n精力于无谓的社交\n不再讨好世界\n不再勉强迎合\n我珍惜这份孤独权\n自我对话的空间\n\n[bridge]\n夜空繁星沉默不语\n却给了我最大的安慰\n懂得人自然能懂得\n不懂者何必多费唇舌\n\n[chorus]\n它让我更接近本心\n看清真正渴望什么\n世界太吵回归内在\n那里有真正的平静\n这是我的选择之路\n甘于孤独的丰盛\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Chillhop, Detached, Sampler, Drum Machine, Bass, Piano"}
{"idx": "21", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n翻阅发黄的旧日记\n字迹青涩记录往昔\n那个天真无畏少年\n已被岁月蒙上尘埃\n梦想搁浅在了哪里\n请别笑我太过怀旧\n也别提醒现实残酷\n\n[chorus]\n我想找回点星光\n不想完全地麻木\n麻木地重复每一天\n不再妥协现实\n不再遗忘初心\n我试图擦亮心灯\n照亮模糊的前路\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n曾经相信能改变世界\n如今怕被世界改变太多\n但心底仍有微弱的火\n不要让它熄灭\n不要彻底沉沦\n\n[chorus]\n我想找回点勇气\n不想彻底地投降\n投降于平庸的生活\n不再妥协现实\n不再遗忘初心\n我试图重新启航\n哪怕已不再年轻\n\n[bridge]\n年龄不该是枷锁\n它给了我更厚实的土壤\n只要种子还未死亡\n春天来临时仍会发芽\n\n[chorus]\n它提醒我为何出发\n为何曾热泪盈眶\n那份冲动不是幼稚\n是生命最原始的力量\n这是我的中途自省\n是为了更好地前行\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Power Pop, Inspirational, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Backing Vocals"}
{"idx": "22", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n凌晨三点的便利店\n冰柜发出持续的嗡鸣\n穿西装的男人在挑饭团\n领带松垮像投降的白旗\n热食区的关东煮\n在汤汁里慢慢膨胀\n\n[chorus]\n这里是城市的守夜人\n收容所有流浪的灵魂\n荧光灯照亮的面孔\n都写着未完待续的故事\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n收银员打着哈欠\n扫描仪发出嘀嗒声响\n找零的硬币落入掌心\n带着金属的冰冷温度\n\n[chorus]\n这里是临时的避风港\n用食物交换片刻温暖\n即使最孤独的夜晚\n也有泡面陪伴到天明\n\n[bridge]\n自动门开合之间\n涌进带着酒气的风\n一个女孩蹲在门口\n喂食流浪的玳瑁猫\n\n[chorus]\n这里是不打烊的剧场\n上演着无声的悲喜剧\n而我们都是临时演员\n在黎明前悄然退场\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Chicago Blues, Lonely, Electric Guitar, Harmonica, Drum Kit, Bass Guitar"}
{"idx": "23", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n健身房里的落地镜前\n映出扭曲的倒影\n跑步机传送带不停转动\n像逃不出的莫比乌斯环\n汗水滴落在橡胶垫上\n形成小小的深色地图\n\n[chorus]\n身体是诚实的日记\n记录所有放纵和克制\n当肌肉到达极限的瞬间\n思绪反而变得轻盈\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n杠铃片碰撞的金属声\n节奏稳定如心跳\n新来的女孩总是偷看\n镜子里的自己\n\n[chorus]\n身体是未完成的雕塑\n需要耐心打磨形状\n每一次力竭后的颤抖\n都是蜕变的前奏\n\n[bridge]\n窗外夜色已经降临\n霓虹灯透过玻璃窗\n在瑜伽垫伸展的躯体\n写下柔软的抗争诗\n\n[chorus]\n身体是暂时的容器\n盛放不羁的灵魂\n当呼吸与动作同步\n我听见内在的潮汐\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Trap, Driven, 808 Bass, Drum Machine, Sampler, Rap"}
{"idx": "24", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n午夜医院的走廊\n消毒水气味挥之不去\n候诊区的电视开着\n播放无声的购物广告\n轮椅的轮子压过地砖\n发出规律的低语\n\n[chorus]\n这里是生死的边境线\n摆渡着疼痛和希望\n每个数字灯牌的闪烁\n都是命运的倒计时\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n护士站的灯光雪白\n病历本堆成小小山脉\n保温杯里的茶水已冷\n等待的人望着天花板\n\n[chorus]\n这里是眼泪的中转站\n汇集所有祈祷和恐惧\n但握紧的双手的温度\n比任何药物都有效\n\n[bridge]\n晨光从东窗渗入时\n暖气管开始轻轻咳嗽\n新来的实习生揉着眼睛\n咖啡杯冒出虚弱的热气\n\n[chorus]\n这里是生命的课堂\n教会我们脆弱和坚强\n当出院手续办完那刻\n才懂平安是最大幸运\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Cinematic, Somber, Orchestra, Piano, String Section"}
{"idx": "25", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n自动售货机的蓝光\n在走廊尽头明明灭灭\n按钮下的商品标签\n像排列整齐的欲望\n易拉罐坠落的巨响\n惊醒声控灯的睡眠\n\n[chorus]\n这是现代社会的许愿池\n投币就能获得即时满足\n碳酸气泡在喉咙爆炸\n带来短暂的廉价快乐\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n有人买了同样的咖啡\n连续第七个夜晚\n我们从不交谈\n共享着某种默契的孤独\n\n[chorus]\n这是二十四小时的神庙\n供奉着各种口味的神\n当硬币滚入投币口\n就是最虔诚的仪式\n\n[bridge]\n清洁工推着车经过\n拖把留下湿漉漉的痕迹\n她投币买巧克力棒\n掰一半给阴影里的猫\n\n[chorus]\n这是城市毛细血管\n输送着甜味和咖啡因\n在每一个无眠的夜晚\n拯救即将崩断的神经\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Future Bass, Restless, Synthesizer, Drum Machine, Sub-bass, FX"}
{"idx": "26", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n雨刷器在玻璃上划弧\n刮不净连绵的雨水\n电台放着怀旧金曲\n信号断断续续像回忆\n导航提示前方转弯\n而我想继续直行\n\n[chorus]\n车厢是移动的孤岛\n载着无处安放的心事\n雨声是最好的配乐\n掩盖所有哽咽和叹息\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n红灯倒计时读秒\n像生命中的无数等待\n后视镜里的自己\n有着陌生的表情\n\n[chorus]\n车厢是透明的茧\n隔绝外界的喧嚣\n在这短暂的旅程里\n我可以诚实面对眼泪\n\n[bridge]\n隧道突然吞噬光线\n黑暗中有荧光标指引\n就像某个温柔的手势\n在迷途时轻轻一拍\n\n[chorus]\n车厢是时空的间隙\n允许暂时的失重\n当雨停时我会下车\n带着被洗净的勇气\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Blues Rock, Wistful, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Harmonica"}
{"idx": "27", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n月光在湖面写下碎银的诗\n沉睡的莲蓬做着关于夏天的梦\n萤火虫提着灯笼巡游\n为迷路的星子引路\n晚风翻阅荷叶的经卷\n露珠在叶脉上练习平衡术\n\n[chorus]\n这一池寂静有禅意的重量\n压弯了所有虚妄的枝桠\n我们不过是偶然的倒影\n在波光里获得片刻完整\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n水底晃动着云的遗书\n鲤鱼用尾鳍修改标点\n水黾在水面写下密码\n比梵文更接近真相\n\n[chorus]\n这一池寂静有禅意的重量\n让喧嚣的世界暂时失语\n当涟漪抚平所有褶皱\n我们听见时间本来的心跳\n\n[bridge]\n黎明前来采莲的舟子\n用木桨划破镜面\n那些无法打捞的月光\n都沉底成了藕节\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Chinese Folk, Meditative, Dizi, Guzheng, Field Recording, Percussion"}
{"idx": "28", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n青瓷盏中的茶烟袅袅\n勾勒出山峦的轮廓\n案头宣纸吸饱了暮色\n等待一个落款的名字\n古琴弦上停着蝴蝶\n谱半阙未完成的曲\n\n[chorus]\n这满屋子的光阴在打坐\n檀香灰落下时顿悟\n所有追逐都是妄念\n不如看茶烟如何坐化\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n雨打芭蕉的节奏太慢\n慢过屋檐滴答的时钟\n线装书里的蠹鱼成精\n啃食着唐朝的月亮\n\n[chorus]\n这满屋子的光阴在打坐\n教我用慢镜头发酵往事\n当第一声晚钟穿过竹林\n才明白空是最满的容器\n\n[bridge]\n夜色在砚台里磨浓\n突然想给远方写封信\n却发现所有想说的话\n都已被月光提前寄出\n[chorus]\n这满屋子的浮生正沉淀\n茶烟散尽后露出的天青\n像一句等了千年的偈语\n说圆满本是一道裂缝\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Gufeng, Meditative, Guzheng, Pipa, Dizi, Percussion"}
{"idx": "29", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n白瓷瓶插着新摘的梅\n暗香在月色里浮沉\n窗纸透进三分月光\n正好照亮未干的墨痕\n\n[chorus]\n这满屋子的寂静在开花\n听风与竹影细语呢喃\n当花瓣落在砚池中央\n才懂得淡极始知花更艳\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n炭火煨着旧年雪水\n茶烟画出蓬山的轮廓\n搁笔时惊觉墨已冷\n唯有书香依旧温暖\n\n[chorus]\n这满屋子的寂静在开花\n听风与竹影细语呢喃\n当花瓣落在砚池中央\n才懂得淡极始知花更艳\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想问南飞的雁\n可曾经过你的江南\n却见茶烟升起处\n已有春信悄然抵达\n\n[chorus]\n这满屋子的等待也甘甜\n如同梅花含着雪\n当第一缕东风叩窗\n才明白不语是最深的思念\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Guofeng, Tender, Guzheng, Erhu, Dizi"}
{"idx": "30", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n竹帘筛落细雨千丝\n绣架上的海棠半醒\n银针穿过薄纱时\n挑起了满室流光\n\n[chorus]\n这满屋子的时光在刺绣\n一针一线都是禅意\n当锦缎开出并蒂莲\n才知慢是最快的针法\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n丝线缠绕成星河\n金钗划破夜的绸缎\n绣绷绷住流年碎影\n针脚里藏着手温\n\n[chorus]\n这满屋子的时光在刺绣\n一针一线都是禅意\n当锦缎开出并蒂莲\n才知慢是最快的针法\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想绣朵浮云\n却见线团滚落窗前\n化作晨曦里的露珠\n映出你含笑眉眼\n\n[chorus]\n这满屋子的情意细如丝\n缠绕成永恒的结\n当最后一针收线时\n才懂圆满是留白的艺术\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Chinese Traditional, Calm, Pipa, Guzheng, Dizi, Erhu"}
{"idx": "31", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n溪水抱着鹅卵石\n唱着清澈的歌谣\n蒲公英撑着小伞\n要去远方旅行\n\n[chorus]\n这山野的清晨在微笑\n露珠是它的酒窝\n当野草莓染红指尖时\n才知甜蜜是免费的礼物\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n蘑菇顶着小雨伞\n给蚂蚁当亭子歇脚\n松鼠收藏的阳光\n在树洞里闪闪发亮\n\n[chorus]\n这山野的清晨在微笑\n露珠是它的酒窝\n当野草莓染红指尖时\n才知甜蜜是免费的礼物\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想变成春风\n却见山泉映出笑脸\n原来我早就是自然\n最宠爱的那个孩子\n\n[chorus]\n这山野的怀抱永远暖\n每片叶子都在爱我\n当炊烟招手唤归时\n才懂我是幸福的山民\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Acoustic Folk, Joyful, Acoustic Guitar, Percussion, Flutes"}
{"idx": "32", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n月光流过青石阶\n惊醒了睡莲的梦\n风铃在檐角轻轻唱\n把星光摇成碎银\n\n[chorus]\n这院子的夜晚会写诗\n每个角落都押着韵\n当露珠从叶尖坠落时\n才知安静是最美的声音\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n萤火虫提着灯笼\n寻找去年那首童谣\n竹椅摇着蒲扇风\n数着银河里的星星\n\n[chorus]\n这院子的夜晚会写诗\n每个角落都押着韵\n当露珠从叶尖坠落时\n才知安静是最美的声音\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想摘一朵云\n却见云影跌进池塘\n化成会游动的月光\n吻醒了睡莲的梦\n\n[chorus]\n这院子的魔法在继续\n万物都在悄悄相爱\n当第一声鸟鸣响起\n才懂黑夜是光的摇篮\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Chinese Traditional, Dreamy, Wind Chimes, Erhu, Guzheng, Dizi"}
{"idx": "33", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n星空盖着棉被\n银河哗啦啦流淌\n流星划破寂静\n许愿池开始工作\n\n[chorus]\n这宇宙的剧场免费开放\n每个人都是主角\n当北斗舀起光阴时\n才知渺小是最大的自由\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n星座忙着连线\n月亮啃成饼干\n云朵棉絮飘过\n给星星当枕头\n\n[chorus]\n这宇宙的剧场免费开放\n每个人都是主角\n当北斗舀起光阴时\n才知渺小是最大的自由\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想摘颗星星\n却发现手心早就有\n那些爱过我的人\n都是发光的恒星\n\n[chorus]\n这宇宙的浪漫无穷大\n黑洞也吞不掉希望\n当光年缩成咫尺\n才懂爱是唯一的永恒\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Synthwave, Wonder, Synthesizer, Synth Pad, Drum Machine, Vocoder"}
{"idx": "34", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n古桥弯成月亮\n倒影在水里安家\n乌篷船摇着橹\n穿过唐宋元明清\n\n[chorus]\n这水乡的皱纹是诗行\n每道涟漪都是平仄\n当鸬鹚潜入夕阳时\n才知古老是最新的时尚\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n灯笼红着脸庞\n柳枝写着毛笔字\n石阶浸在水中央\n数着过往的流年\n\n[chorus]\n这水乡的皱纹是诗行\n每道涟漪都是平仄\n当鸬鹚潜入夕阳时\n才知古老是最新的时尚\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想变成拱桥\n却见倒影里的我\n早已是水墨画中\n那个等雨的女子\n\n[chorus]\n这水乡的时光慢慢流\n流成文化的血脉\n当月亮爬上马头墙\n才懂温柔是最强的力量\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Guofeng, Nostalgic, Erhu, Dizi, Guzheng, Percussion"}
{"idx": "35", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n雪花缀满枝头\n像春天提前开了花\n雪人戴着红围巾\n守护着童真的梦\n\n[chorus]\n这雪国的童话会呼吸\n每个脚印都是逗号\n当冰凌滴答唱歌时\n才知寒冷也藏着温暖\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n窗花剪出福字\n冰糖葫芦亮晶晶\n雪橇划过白砂糖\n洒下串串笑声\n\n[chorus]\n这雪国的童话会呼吸\n每个脚印都是逗号\n当冰凌滴答唱歌时\n才知寒冷也藏着温暖\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想堆个雪人\n却见它对我眨眼睛\n原来魔法一直在\n信的人就能看见\n\n[chorus]\n这雪国的纯净最珍贵\n洗去所有尘世烦恼\n当炉火映红脸庞时\n才懂简单是最大的富有\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Bubblegum Pop, Joyful, Bells, Flutes, Percussion, Synthesizer"}
{"idx": "36", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n麦浪翻滚成海洋\n稻草人戴着云帽子\n蜻蜓停在草帽沿\n说着丰收的秘密\n\n[chorus]\n这田野的秋天是画家\n把大地染成金黄色\n当谷堆堆成小山时\n才知弯腰是最美的舞蹈\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n蚂蚱跳过田埂\n露珠串成水晶链\n拖拉机唱着重低音\n惊走偷吃的麻雀\n\n[chorus]\n这田野的秋天是画家\n把大地染成金黄色\n当谷堆堆成小山时\n才知弯腰是最美的舞蹈\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想躺进麦秸\n却见夕阳给我盖被\n原来天地是慈母\n我们都是她的孩子\n\n[chorus]\n这田野的馈赠最慷慨\n一粒米都是一首诗\n当炊烟升起在村口\n才懂劳动是最美的修行\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Americana, Content, Acoustic Guitar, Banjo, Fiddle, Bass Guitar"}
{"idx": "37", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n渔船枕着波浪睡\n渔火是失眠的星星\n缆绳系着月光\n轻轻哼着催眠曲\n\n[chorus]\n这港湾的夜晚是摇篮\n摇着所有人的乡愁\n当潮水吻别沙滩时\n才知归来是最好的远航\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n灯塔眨着眼守望\n贝壳藏着海的秘密\n桅杆数着云朵\n等风来讲故事\n\n[chorus]\n这港湾的夜晚是摇篮\n摇着所有人的乡愁\n当潮水吻别沙滩时\n才知归来是最好的远航\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想变成海风\n却见归航的船身上\n写满思念的印记\n像写给陆地的情书\n\n[chorus]\n这港湾的怀抱永远暖\n等着每个流浪的梦\n当汽笛惊起海鸥\n才懂靠岸是最美的风景\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Smooth Jazz, Peaceful, Saxophone, Electric Piano, Double Bass, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "38", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n炊烟写着天空的诗\n米饭香是家的标点\n灶火舔着铁锅底\n炖着时光的温暖\n\n[chorus]\n这厨房的魔法最平常\n却让游子魂牵梦萦\n当碗筷奏响叮当时\n才知幸福是妈妈的味道\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n腌菜坛藏着夏天\n酱油瓶站着岗\n菜刀在砧板跳舞\n切出生活的韵律\n\n[chorus]\n这厨房的魔法最平常\n却让游子魂牵梦萦\n当碗筷奏响叮当时\n才知幸福是妈妈的味道\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想学做羹汤\n却发现爱的配方\n早就刻在记忆里\n是妈妈手的温度\n\n[chorus]\n这厨房的烟火最深情\n一粥一饭都是传承\n当蒸汽模糊了窗花\n才懂平凡是最大的奇迹\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Folk Pop, Heartwarming, Acoustic Guitar, Piano, String Section"}
{"idx": "39", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n书包躺在夕阳里\n装着半块彩虹糖\n粉笔灰在跳舞\n黑板擦累了打盹\n\n[chorus]\n这教室的青春会发芽\n长成参天的思念\n当蝉鸣穿过玻璃窗\n才知那年夏天最珍贵\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n课桌刻着小心事\n橡皮擦改不掉喜欢\n纸飞机穿过光影\n降落在谁的发梢\n\n[chorus]\n这教室的青春会发芽\n长成参天的思念\n当蝉鸣穿过玻璃窗\n才知那年夏天最珍贵\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想回到过去\n却发现时光的琥珀\n把我们都凝成珍珠\n在记忆里永远闪亮\n\n[chorus]\n这教室的钟声最温柔\n敲响每个人的年少\n当毕业照微微泛黄\n才懂离别是另一种重逢\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Pop Rock, Nostalgic, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Backing Vocals"}
{"idx": "40", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n老街青石板发光\n雨伞开成彩色蘑菇\n邮筒守着旧时光\n等一封手写的信\n\n[chorus]\n这巷子的皱纹里\n藏着多少温暖故事\n当桂花香飘过墙头\n才知慢是最快的速度\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n木门咿呀说着话\n窗台茉莉轻轻香\n竹椅上的老猫咪\n做着有鱼的梦\n\n[chorus]\n这巷子的皱纹里\n藏着多少温暖故事\n当桂花香飘过墙头\n才知慢是最快的速度\n\n[bridge]\n忽然想数电线杆\n却见麻雀跳着音符\n把寻常日子谱成\n最动人的爵士乐\n\n[chorus]\n这巷子的呼吸很均匀\n陪着城市慢慢变老\n当夕阳给瓦片镀金\n才懂沧桑是最美的妆容\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Bossa Nova, Warm, Acoustic Guitar, Percussion, Saxophone, Bass Guitar"}
{"idx": "41", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n晚风掠过窗台摇晃烛火\n蝉鸣藏进星河轻声诉说\n青石板路青苔爬满角落\n油纸伞下你眉眼如月色清澈\n旧书信里墨香还未褪色\n字里行间都是温柔的脉络\n\n[chorus]\n爱是人间烟火最暖的底色\n是岁月长河里不变的承诺\n牵手走过四季花开花落\n平凡日子也能酿成甜蜜的歌\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n晚风掠过窗台摇晃烛火细雨打湿屋檐滴答成歌\n老藤椅摇着时光慢慢消磨\n你煮的茶烟袅袅绕心窝\n故事在茶香里慢慢温热\n\n[chorus]\n爱是人间烟火最暖的底色\n是岁月长河里不变的承诺\n牵手走过四季花开花落\n平凡日子也能酿成甜蜜的歌\n\n[bridge]\n走过颠沛流离看过世间辽阔\n才懂安稳相伴才是最真的快乐\n风风雨雨我们紧紧相拥着\n往后余生只要有你就足够了\n\n[chorus]\n爱是人间烟火最暖的底色\n是岁月长河里不变的承诺\n牵手走过四季花开花落\n平凡日子也能酿成甜蜜的歌\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Pop Ballad (Mandopop Ballad), Loving, Piano, String Section, Acoustic Guitar"}
{"idx": "42", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n海浪拍打着礁石轻声低语\n贝壳里装着海风的气息\n船帆扬起驶向天际的边际\n海鸥追逐着浪花嬉戏不已\n\n[chorus]\n大海是藏着浪漫的蓝色诗集\n每朵浪花都写满诗意\n潮起潮落带走岁月的痕迹\n留下的是永恒的美丽星光坠入深海泛起涟漪\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n月光洒在海面波光粼粼\n渔火点点像是星星落进海里\n老船长的故事充满传奇\n说那深海里有座水晶的岛屿\n\n[chorus]\n大海是藏着浪漫的蓝色诗集\n每朵浪花都写满诗意\n潮起潮落带走岁月的痕迹\n留下的是永恒的美丽\n\n[bridge]\n曾以为远方才有最美的风景\n直到遇见这片海的宁静\n海风拂过脸颊吹散所有烦心\n原来幸福就藏在这片刻的安宁\n\n[chorus]\n大海是藏着浪漫的蓝色诗集\n每朵浪花都写满诗意\n潮起潮落带走岁月的痕迹\n留下的是永恒的美丽\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Dream Pop, Romantic, Electric Guitar, Synth Pad, Bass, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "43", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n枫叶染红秋山层林尽染\n雁群排着人字飞向南方\n石板巷的桂花落满阶前\n清香漫过墙头飘向街的那边\n糖炒栗子的香气弥漫人间\n暖手的烤红薯甜透了心田\n\n[chorus]\n秋天是打翻了的调色盘\n每一抹色彩都温柔缱绻\n落叶纷飞像是蝴蝶蹁跹\n这季节藏着太多心动的瞬间枫叶染红秋山层林尽染\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n老书店的窗台上晒着书卷\n阳光透过窗棂落在泛黄的纸笺\n猫蜷在角落睡得香甜\n时光在这一刻变得缓慢悠闲\n\n[chorus]\n秋天是打翻了的调色盘\n每一抹色彩都温柔缱绻\n落叶纷飞像是蝴蝶蹁跹\n这季节藏着太多心动的瞬间\n\n[bridge]\n走过了春的明媚夏的热烈\n才懂秋的沉静有多特别\n收获的喜悦在空气里蔓延\n愿这美好能留得久一些再久一些\n\n[chorus]\n秋天是打翻了的调色盘\n每一抹色彩都温柔缱绻\n落叶纷飞像是蝴蝶蹁跹\n这季节藏着太多心动的瞬间\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Indie Folk, Content, Acoustic Guitar, Violin, Percussion"}
{"idx": "44", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n初雪吻过窗棂凝成霜花\n炉火跳动暖了一室冬夏\n毛线针在指尖缠绕牵挂\n织就的围巾藏着细密的情话\n窗外的雪落得无声无息\n屋内的茶烟漫过了篱笆\n\n[chorus]\n冬天是裹着温柔的绒毯\n每片雪花都写满期盼\n寒风吹不散心头的暖\n有你在身边就是岁岁平安\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n初雪吻过窗棂凝成霜花\n旧相册里藏着年少模样\n雪地里的脚印弯弯曲曲好长\n堆的雪人戴着你的围巾\n笑容在寒风里明亮滚烫\n\n[chorus]\n冬天是裹着温柔的绒毯\n每片雪花都写满期盼\n寒风吹不散心头的暖\n有你在身边就是岁岁平安\n\n[bridge]\n走过了秋的萧瑟冬的寒凉\n才懂陪伴是最暖的光\n雪花落满肩头白发苍苍\n我们的故事还在慢慢讲\n\n[chorus]\n冬天是裹着温柔的绒毯\n每片雪花都写满期盼\n寒风吹不散心头的暖\n有你在身边就是岁岁平安\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "C-Pop Ballad, Cozy, Piano, String Section, Bells"}
{"idx": "45", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n春雨敲醒枝头嫩绿新芽\n燕子衔泥筑巢屋檐之下\n青瓦白墙映着烟雨如画\n油纸伞下脚步轻轻踏过石板洼\n溪边的草芽探头张望\n柳丝拂过水面撩起轻纱\n\n[chorus]\n春天是写满希望的童话\n每缕春风都带着牵挂\n花开满枝头芬芳满桠\n人间又添了许多温柔的话春雨敲醒枝头嫩绿新芽\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n风筝线在手中轻轻牵挂\n孩童的笑声漫过了篱笆\n田埂上的犁耙翻耕希望\n布谷鸟的歌声落在谁家\n\n[chorus]\n春天是写满希望的童话\n每缕春风都带着牵挂\n花开满枝头芬芳满桠\n人间又添了许多温柔的话\n\n[bridge]\n熬过了冬的沉寂寒的肃杀\n才懂春的生机有多无价\n蝴蝶蹁跹飞过青草地\n幸福在时光里慢慢发芽\n\n[chorus]\n春天是写满希望的童话\n每缕春风都带着牵挂\n花开满枝头芬芳满桠\n人间又添了许多温柔的话\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Sunshine Pop, Sunny, Ukulele, Percussion, Flutes"}
{"idx": "46", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n茶香漫过竹篱绕着篱笆\n月光洒落肩头凝成霜华老茶壶煮着岁月的闲话\n竹椅摇晃着时光慢慢落下\n窗外的竹影随风轻轻敲打\n蝉鸣声声唱着夏的情话\n\n[chorus]\n平淡是最真的人间风雅\n每个日子都温柔如画\n柴米油盐藏着岁月的暖\n有你在身边就是最好的家\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n茶香漫过竹篱绕着篱笆针线穿梭缝补岁月的疤\n毛衣上的针脚细密又融洽\n晚归的脚步踏着夕阳落下\n笑容在晚风里慢慢融化\n\n[chorus]\n平淡是最真的人间风雅\n每个日子都温柔如画\n柴米油盐藏着岁月的暖\n有你在身边就是最好的家\n\n[bridge]\n尝过了世间的百味与苦辣\n才懂平淡的日子有多无价\n夕阳吻过西山染红了晚霞\n我们的故事还在慢慢发芽\n\n[chorus]\n平淡是最真的人间风雅\n每个日子都温柔如画\n柴米油盐藏着岁月的暖\n有你在身边就是最好的家\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Neo-Soul, Warm, Electric Piano, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Backing Vocals"}
{"idx": "47", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n星河翻涌坠入眼底刹那\n萤火飞舞点亮仲夏的夜话你坐在身旁弹着旧吉他\n歌声轻轻唱着岁月的风沙\n星光落在发梢凝成了霜华\n心事在旋律里慢慢融化\n\n[chorus]\n陪伴是最长情的告白情话\n每个朝夕都写满牵挂\n风雨同舟走过春秋冬夏\n有你在身边就不怕天大地大\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n星河翻涌坠入眼底刹那旧唱片转动着时光的疤\n老照片里的我们笑靥如花\n咖啡的香气漫过了窗纱\n岁月在温柔里慢慢发芽\n\n[chorus]\n陪伴是最长情的告白情话\n每个朝夕都写满牵挂\n风雨同舟走过春秋冬夏\n有你在身边就不怕天大地大\n\n[bridge]\n看过了世间的繁华与浮夸\n才懂平淡的陪伴有多无价\n皱纹爬上眼角鬓角生华发\n我们的故事还在慢慢发芽\n\n[chorus]\n陪伴是最长情的告白情话\n每个朝夕都写满牵挂\n风雨同舟走过春秋冬夏\n有你在身边就不怕天大地大\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Soft Rock, Loving, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "48", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n古镇石桥映着流水人家\n灯笼摇曳点亮暮色烟霞青石板路印着岁月的疤\n油纸伞下的回眸惊艳了年华\n茶馆里的说书人醒木轻啪\n故事里的江湖刀光剑影飒沓\n\n[chorus]\n古镇是藏着时光的水墨画\n每寸石板都刻着牵挂\n炊烟袅袅漫过青砖黛瓦\n岁月静好不过是这般模样\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n古镇石桥映着流水人家雕花窗棂映着月光皎洁无暇\n老木匠的刻刀雕琢着年华\n酒香漫过深巷醉了晚霞\n阿婆的米酒甜透了枝桠\n\n[chorus]\n古镇是藏着时光的水墨画\n每寸石板都刻着牵挂\n炊烟袅袅漫过青砖黛瓦\n岁月静好不过是这般模样\n\n[bridge]\n走过了喧嚣的城繁华的夏\n才懂古镇的宁静有多无价\n流水悠悠淌过春秋冬夏\n时光在这里停下了步伐\n\n[chorus]\n古镇是藏着时光的水墨画\n每寸石板都刻着牵挂\n炊烟袅袅漫过青砖黛瓦\n岁月静好不过是这般模样\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Folk Rock, Dramatic, Electric Guitar, Dizi, Drum Kit, Erhu"}
{"idx": "49", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n蝉鸣叫醒盛夏热浪翻涌\n西瓜泡在井水透着冰融老蒲扇摇着蝉声阵阵浓\n竹席上的梦藏着夏夜的星空\n萤火虫提着灯笼飞舞花丛\n蛙鸣声声唱着岁月从容\n\n[chorus]\n夏天是藏着热烈的美梦\n每片晚霞都染着绯红\n晚风拂过脸颊吹散烦忧\n青春的故事在蝉声里翻涌\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n蝉鸣叫醒盛夏热浪翻涌冰棍儿融化在掌心之中\n少年的心事藏在日记本中\n梧桐树下的约定还在心中\n单车驶过的风带着悸动\n\n[chorus]\n夏天是藏着热烈的美梦\n每片晚霞都染着绯红\n晚风拂过脸颊吹散烦忧\n青春的故事在蝉声里翻涌\n\n[bridge]\n走过了春的懵懂秋的稳重\n才懂夏的热烈有多汹涌\n星空下的许愿还在心中\n年少的梦永远有始无终\n\n[chorus]\n夏天是藏着热烈的美梦\n每片晚霞都染着绯红\n晚风拂过脸颊吹散烦忧\n青春的故事在蝉声里翻涌\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "City Pop, Summery, Electric Piano, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Brass Section"}
{"idx": "50", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\n晨雾漫过山岗吻醒麦浪\n白鸽掠过云端捎来晴朗田埂上的野花悄悄绽放\n蝴蝶追逐着阳光翩翩起舞忙\n竹篮里装满刚摘的野果香\n笑声随风吹过层层的麦浪\n\n[chorus]\n故乡是心底最柔软的向往\n是梦里常回的温柔乡\n炊烟袅袅升起的方向\n藏着我们最纯真的时光\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\n晨雾漫过山岗吻醒麦浪老槐树的年轮刻满过往\n秋千荡着童年的无忧与欢畅\n奶奶的童谣还在耳边回荡\n夕阳把影子拉得好长好长\n\n[chorus]\n故乡是心底最柔软的向往\n是梦里常回的温柔乡\n炊烟袅袅升起的方向\n藏着我们最纯真的时光\n\n[bridge]\n长大后我们奔赴远方闯荡\n行囊里装满故乡的星光\n每当迷失方向感到迷茫\n想起故乡就有了前行的力量\n\n[chorus]\n故乡是心底最柔软的向往\n是梦里常回的温柔乡\n炊烟袅袅升起的方向\n藏着我们最纯真的时光\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Modern Country, Nostalgic, Acoustic Guitar, Fiddle, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "51", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nStarlight sprinkles on the dress\nMoonlight fills the chest\nCicadas hide in moss\nThoughts spread through the west\n\n[chorus]\nLove is the confession kissed by the evening breeze\nIs the surging tide where stars flow into the seas\nIs the tender care through all the years\nIs the lifelong preference that never flees\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nFallen leaves cover the street\nStories start to repeat\nFireworks warm the night\nWorries melt complete\nTime twists the dust\nMemories retreat\n\n[chorus]\nLove is the confession kissed by the evening breeze\nIs the surging tide where stars flow into the seas\nIs the tender care through all the years\nIs the lifelong preference that never flees\n\n[bridge]\nThrough spring autumn winter and summer\nThrough wind rain thunder and lightning\nHolding your hand we fear no disaster\n\n[chorus]\nLove is the confession kissed by the evening breeze\nIs the surging tide where stars flow into the seas\nIs the tender care through all the years\nIs the lifelong preference that never flees\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Country Pop, Romantic, Acoustic Guitar, Fiddle, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "52", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nSunset dyes the sky red\nHoming birds fly ahead\nEvening breeze sweeps the wheat field\nFragrance stains the thread\nSmoke rises from the hometown\nHomesickness fills the head\n\n[chorus]\nReturning is the hope woven by the sunset glow\nIs the warmth from the kitchen where the firelight glows\nIs the earnest wish packed in the traveling load\nIs the softest destination that the heart always knows\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nOld locust tree’s chair\nHolds memories everywhere\nGrandma’s gentle words\nLinger in the air\nStream by the door flows\nOn without a care\n\n[chorus]\nReturning is the hope woven by the sunset glow\nIs the warmth from the kitchen where the firelight glows\nIs the earnest wish packed in the traveling load\nIs the softest destination that the heart always knows\n\n[bridge]\nThrough thousands of mountains and rivers\nThrough all the joys and shivers\nHome’s direction is never a quiver\n\n[chorus]\nReturning is the hope woven by the sunset glow\nIs the warmth from the kitchen where the firelight glows\nIs the earnest wish packed in the traveling load\nIs the softest destination that the heart always knows\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Acoustic Pop, Hopeful, Acoustic Guitar, Piano, String Section"}
{"idx": "53", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nFireflies light the summer night\nFrogs croak by the field side\nLotus leaves hold the dewdrops\nThat roll and glide\nGrandma’s palm fan sways\nStories start to bide\n\n[chorus]\nSummer is the dream lit by the firefly’s glow\nIs the peace under the lotus where the cool winds blow\nIs the passion sung by the cicadas high and low\nIs the tranquility brought by the evening breeze slow\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nMilky Way stretches across the sky\nStars twinkle and sigh\nGrandma’s old tales\nSoften the lullaby\nIced plum juice sweetens\nThe mood that makes us high\n\n[chorus]\nSummer is the dream lit by the firefly’s glow\nIs the peace under the lotus where the cool winds blow\nIs the passion sung by the cicadas high and low\nIs the tranquility brought by the evening breeze slow\n\n[bridge]\nChasing fireflies that dance around\nListening to frogs sing till the moon is round\nSummer nights with you are never profound\n\n[chorus]\nSummer is the dream lit by the firefly’s glow\nIs the peace under the lotus where the cool winds blow\nIs the passion sung by the cicadas high and low\nIs the tranquility brought by the evening breeze slow\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Roots Reggae, Chill, Bass Guitar, Electric Guitar, Percussion, Brass Section"}
{"idx": "54", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nBreeze stirs the willow branches\nBy the riverbank side\nWild geese leave the northern land\nWith the autumn tide\nChrysanthemums bloom on the fence\nTheir fragrance can’t hide\n\n[chorus]\nAutumn is the poem written by the falling leaves\nIs the golden hue that the sunlight achieves\nIs the quiet longing that the heart retrieves\nIs the gentle sigh that the wind believes\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nMooncakes lie on the plate\nMid-autumn night is late\nLanterns hang on the eaves\nCasting light so great\nMemories of old days\nAre hard to abate\n\n[chorus]\nAutumn is the poem written by the falling leaves\nIs the golden hue that the sunlight achieves\nIs the quiet longing that the heart retrieves\nIs the gentle sigh that the wind believes\n\n[bridge]\nWalking through the maple woods\nWhere the red leaves stand\nWatching the sunset sink\nBeyond the distant land\nAutumn days with you are so grand\n\n[chorus]\nAutumn is the poem written by the falling leaves\nIs the golden hue that the sunlight achieves\nIs the quiet longing that the heart retrieves\nIs the gentle sigh that the wind believes\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Bossa Nova, Wistful, Acoustic Guitar, Saxophone, Double Bass, Percussion"}
{"idx": "55", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nSunshine kisses the window sills\nWhere the cat lies still\nDaisies bloom in the yard\nTheir petals spill\nPages of the old book\nAre turned by the thrill\n\n[chorus]\nPeace is the quiet moment when the world stands still\nIs the warmth of the sunshine that the heart can fill\nIs the soft whisper that the wind does instill\nIs the simple joy that the soul can fulfill\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nCoffee steam curls up high\nSweet scents reach the sky\nOld radio plays the tune\nThat makes us sigh\nLazy afternoons pass\nBy and by\n\n[chorus]\nPeace is the quiet moment when the world stands still\nIs the warmth of the sunshine that the heart can fill\nIs the soft whisper that the wind does instill\nIs the simple joy that the soul can fulfill\n\n[bridge]\nSitting on the porch swing\nWatching clouds drift by\nFeeling the gentle breeze\nThat brushes the eye\nPeaceful days with you never die\n\n[chorus]\nPeace is the quiet moment when the world stands still\nIs the warmth of the sunshine that the heart can fill\nIs the soft whisper that the wind does instill\nIs the simple joy that the soul can fulfill\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Chamber Music, Peaceful, Piano, Violin, Cello"}
{"idx": "56", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nDrizzle taps the window\nThoughts start to grow\nOil-paper umbrella shades\nMemories that glow\nMoss climbs the old wall\nTales start to show\n\n[chorus]\nLonging is the web woven by the rain’s soft tune\nIs the poem written by time beneath the moon\nIs the gaze hidden in eyes that never swoon\nIs the obsession in heart that won’t end too soon\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nBlack awning boat sails cross the river\nLonging sways to and fro\nStone bridge side past days\nGentle as dew drops flow\nEvening breeze brushes the cheek\nYearning starts to grow\n\n[chorus]\nLonging is the web woven by the rain’s soft tune\nIs the poem written by time beneath the moon\nIs the gaze hidden in eyes that never swoon\nIs the obsession in heart that won’t end too soon\n\n[bridge]\nThrough misty rivers and southern towns\nThrough lantern lights that spin around\nWith your longing in mind we never feel down\n\n[chorus]\nLonging is the web woven by the rain’s soft tune\nIs the poem written by time beneath the moon\nIs the gaze hidden in eyes that never swoon\nIs the obsession in heart that won’t end too soon\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Delta Blues, Yearning, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica, Percussion"}
{"idx": "57", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nSnowflakes fall on shoulders\nChill creeps through the folds\nStove light glows by the window\nWarmth fills the souls\nOld song hummed till the end\nTears start to roll\n\n[chorus]\nWaiting is the vigil frozen in the snow\nIs the glass of strong wine that chases the cold\nIs the silent watch through the years that unfold\nIs the constant tenderness that never grows old\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nMoonlight climbs the attic\nLonging starts to roam\nOld letter’s crinkled edges\nAre full of home warmth\nCold wind sweeps past the door\nHoping you’ll come home\n\n[chorus]\nWaiting is the vigil frozen in the snow\nIs the glass of strong wine that chases the cold\nIs the silent watch through the years that unfold\nIs the constant tenderness that never grows old\n\n[bridge]\nThrough the long cold winter\nTill the spring flowers enter the door\nWith your waiting in mind we ask for nothing more\n\n[chorus]\nWaiting is the vigil frozen in the snow\nIs the glass of strong wine that chases the cold\nIs the silent watch through the years that unfold\nIs the constant tenderness that never grows old\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Blues, Longing, Electric Guitar, Harmonica, Drum Kit, Bass Guitar"}
{"idx": "58", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nFootsteps echo on the street\nWhere the streetlights meet\nRain stops and rainbow arches\nAbove the street\nSweet words you whispered\nStill feel so complete\n\n[chorus]\nPromise is the vow that the stars do keep\nIs the warmth that the cold nights can’t defeat\nIs the faith that makes the wandering heart retreat\nIs the forever that the two hearts entreat\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nHand in hand we walk\nThrough the crowd so neat\nLaughter rings out loud\nMaking the world sweet\nEvery little moment\nIs so discreet\n\n[chorus]\nPromise is the vow that the stars do keep\nIs the warmth that the cold nights can’t defeat\nIs the faith that makes the wandering heart retreat\nIs the forever that the two hearts entreat\n\n[bridge]\nThrough the ups and downs\nThat life may repeat\nHolding your hand\nWe never feel defeat\nPromises with you are so sweet\n\n[chorus]\nPromise is the vow that the stars do keep\nIs the warmth that the cold nights can’t defeat\nIs the faith that makes the wandering heart retreat\nIs the forever that the two hearts entreat\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Power Pop, Uplifting, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Backing Vocals"}
{"idx": "59", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nStars twinkle in the sky\nWhere the dreams lie high\nFireflies dance around\nThe meadow nigh\nYouthful hearts beat fast\nWith a fervent sigh\n\n[chorus]\nYouth is the flame that burns so bright and high\nIs the song that makes the blue skies cry\nIs the courage that makes the fears die\nIs the memory that never says goodbye\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nWe chase the wind and clouds\nWith a fearless mind\nWe leave our footprints\nOn the path we find\nEvery single day\nIs so kind\n\n[chorus]\nYouth is the flame that burns so bright and high\nIs the song that makes the blue skies cry\nIs the courage that makes the fears die\nIs the memory that never says goodbye\n\n[bridge]\nRunning through the fields\nWhere the wild flowers lie\nSinging the old tunes\nTill the moon climbs high\nYouthful days with you never sigh\n\n[chorus]\nYouth is the flame that burns so bright and high\nIs the song that makes the blue skies cry\nIs the courage that makes the fears die\nIs the memory that never says goodbye\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "EDM Pop, Energetic, Synthesizer, Drum Machine, Synth Bass, FX"}
{"idx": "60", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nMorning dew wets the sleeve\nFlowers scent the weave\nSun climbs the hilltop\nMist starts to leave\nStreams sing a melody\nWorries take their leave\n\n[chorus]\nDreams are the grass kissed by the butterfly’s wings\nAre the omens of clear skies where the bluebird sings\nAre the throbbing heartbeats of youthful springs\nAre the sweet memories that forever cling\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nKites fly up the sky\nTroubles pass by and by\nCicadas sing so high\nJoys bubble up and nigh\nTime carves a mark\nSighs turn to a sigh\n\n[chorus]\nDreams are the grass kissed by the butterfly’s wings\nAre the omens of clear skies where the bluebird sings\nAre the throbbing heartbeats of youthful springs\nAre the sweet memories that forever cling\n\n[bridge]\nAcross mountains lakes and plains\nThrough crowds that come and wane\nWith your dream in mind we never feel mundane\n\n[chorus]\nDreams are the grass kissed by the butterfly’s wings\nAre the omens of clear skies where the bluebird sings\nAre the throbbing heartbeats of youthful springs\nAre the sweet memories that forever cling\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Worship, Inspirational, Choir, Piano, Organ, Hand Claps"}
{"idx": "61", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nWaves kiss the sandy shore\nSeagulls soar and roar\nShells hide in the shallow\nSecrets they implore\nTide comes and tide goes\nTime slips through the door\n\n[chorus]\nOcean is the cradle where the dreams explore\nIs the endless blue that the eyes adore\nIs the lullaby sung by the tide’s soft roar\nIs the boundless hug that the soul can store\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nSunlight glints on the wave\nFishermen set the sail\nNetting the silver fish\nWind fills the veil\nSalt spray kisses the cheek\nJoy never fails\n\n[chorus]\nOcean is the cradle where the dreams explore\nIs the endless blue that the eyes adore\nIs the lullaby sung by the tide’s soft roar\nIs the boundless hug that the soul can store\n\n[bridge]\nSailing through the storm and the calm’s encore\nFeeling the ocean’s pulse to the core\nWith the sea by our side we ask for no more\n\n[chorus]\nOcean is the cradle where the dreams explore\nIs the endless blue that the eyes adore\nIs the lullaby sung by the tide’s soft roar\nIs the boundless hug that the soul can store\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Deep House, Euphoric, Synthesizer, Drum Machine, Sub-bass, FX"}
{"idx": "62", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nBamboo sways in the wind\nMountain mists descend\nBirds chirp in the thicket\nNotes they send\nStream runs through the valley\nPeace does attend\n\n[chorus]\nMountains are the fortress where the quiet blend\nIs the green blanket that the earth does mend\nIs the breath of nature that the heart can comprehend\nIs the serenity that the mind can transcend\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nPine trees stand so tall\nWaterfalls cascade and fall\nWild berries hang on the branch\nSweetness enthrall\nMonk chants in the temple\nEchoes call\n\n[chorus]\nMountains are the fortress where the quiet blend\nIs the green blanket that the earth does mend\nIs the breath of nature that the heart can comprehend\nIs the serenity that the mind can transcend\n\n[bridge]\nClimbing through the trails where the pines sprawl\nWatching the sunrise paint the sky in pall\nMountain days with you are beyond recall\n\n[chorus]\nMountains are the fortress where the quiet blend\nIs the green blanket that the earth does mend\nIs the breath of nature that the heart can comprehend\nIs the serenity that the mind can transcend\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Acoustic, Serene, Acoustic Guitar, Violin, Flutes"}
{"idx": "63", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nBooks line the wooden shelf\nPages tell themselves\nStories of love and loss\nWealth of stealth\nInk stains on the paper\nMemories of health\n\n[chorus]\nLibrary is the haven where the thoughts delve\nIs the treasure trove that the wisdom can shelve\nIs the quiet corner where the heart can solve\nIs the endless world that the mind can revolve\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nLamp glows on the desk\nSilence is the best\nTurning the old pages\nNo need to quest\nWords flow like a river\nNo need to rest\n\n[chorus]\nLibrary is the haven where the thoughts delve\nIs the treasure trove that the wisdom can shelve\nIs the quiet corner where the heart can solve\nIs the endless world that the mind can revolve\n\n[bridge]\nReading through the tales of the past and the zest\nFeeling the magic of the words that invest\nLibrary hours with you are truly blessed\n\n[chorus]\nLibrary is the haven where the thoughts delve\nIs the treasure trove that the wisdom can shelve\nIs the quiet corner where the heart can solve\nIs the endless world that the mind can revolve\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Cool Jazz, Thoughtful, Piano, Double Bass, Drum Kit, Saxophone"}
{"idx": "64", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nBells ring in the old town\nCobblestones lie down\nChildren laugh in the square\nJoy they crown\nBakery scents fill the air\nSweetness unbound\n\n[chorus]\nTown is the tapestry where the lives are wound\nIs the warm embrace that the neighbors surround\nIs the little paradise that the heart has found\nIs the gentle rhythm that the days astound\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nFlower carts line the street\nPetals at our feet\nOld man plays the accordion\nTune so sweet\nCats nap on the windowsill\nHeat they beat\n\n[chorus]\nTown is the tapestry where the lives are wound\nIs the warm embrace that the neighbors surround\nIs the little paradise that the heart has found\nIs the gentle rhythm that the days astound\n\n[bridge]\nWandering through the lanes where the memories abound\nGreeting the folks that we have always found\nTown days with you are forever profound\n\n[chorus]\nTown is the tapestry where the lives are wound\nIs the warm embrace that the neighbors surround\nIs the little paradise that the heart has found\nIs the gentle rhythm that the days astound\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Traditional Pop, Friendly, Piano, Accordion, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "65", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nPetals fall from the rose\nGarden overflows\nBees buzz around the bloom\nHoney they compose\nButterfly flutters by\nBeauty it shows\n\n[chorus]\nGarden is the canvas where the colors expose\nIs the sweet perfume that the breeze discloses\nIs the little heaven that the soul proposes\nIs the endless joy that the heart disposes\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nRoses red and white\nSun shines so bright\nMarigolds stand in a row\nDelightful sight\nMint leaves fresh and green\nCoolness takes flight\n\n[chorus]\nGarden is the canvas where the colors expose\nIs the sweet perfume that the breeze discloses\nIs the little heaven that the soul proposes\nIs the endless joy that the heart disposes\n\n[bridge]\nTending to the flowers as the days repose\nWatching the buds open and the petals close\nGarden days with you are the sweetest dose\n\n[chorus]\nGarden is the canvas where the colors expose\nIs the sweet perfume that the breeze discloses\nIs the little heaven that the soul proposes\nIs the endless joy that the heart disposes\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Neoclassical, Joyful, Piano, Violin, Cello, Harp"}
{"idx": "66", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nTrain whistles in the dusk\nTracks stretch in the hush\nTravelers wave goodbye\nTears they brush\nLuggage stacked on the platform\nDreams they crush\n\n[chorus]\nJourney is the story where the roads rush\nIs the unknown path that the feet must hush\nIs the fleeting moment that the heart must flush\nIs the endless quest that the soul must lush\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nFields pass by the window\nGreen and mellow\nVillages dot the horizon\nPeaceful fellow\nClouds drift in the sky\nSlow and yellow\n\n[chorus]\nJourney is the story where the roads rush\nIs the unknown path that the feet must hush\nIs the fleeting moment that the heart must flush\nIs the endless quest that the soul must lush\n\n[bridge]\nRiding through the night till the day’s blush\nFeeling the wind that the window does gush\nJourney days with you are never a mush\n\n[chorus]\nJourney is the story where the roads rush\nIs the unknown path that the feet must hush\nIs the fleeting moment that the heart must flush\nIs the endless quest that the soul must lush\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Alternative Rock, Adventurous, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Synth Pad"}
{"idx": "67", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nPiano keys under the hand\nMelodies expand\nNotes dance in the air\nMusic commands\nHeart beats with the rhythm\nSoul understands\n\n[chorus]\nMusic is the language where the feelings stand\nIs the warm embrace that the silence demands\nIs the magic spell that the mind withstands\nIs the endless love that the heart expands\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nViolin plays a tune\nMoonlight in the afternoon\nGuitar strums a chord\nTune so soon\nDrums beat a steady pace\nJoy in the cocoon\n\n[chorus]\nMusic is the language where the feelings stand\nIs the warm embrace that the silence demands\nIs the magic spell that the mind withstands\nIs the endless love that the heart expands\n\n[bridge]\nListening to the notes as they softly land\nFeeling the harmony that the soul has planned\nMusic nights with you are truly grand\n\n[chorus]\nMusic is the language where the feelings stand\nIs the warm embrace that the silence demands\nIs the magic spell that the mind withstands\nIs the endless love that the heart expands\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "House, Groovy, Synthesizer, Drum Machine, Bass, Vocoder"}
{"idx": "68", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nPhotos lie in the album\nMemories resume\nSmiles on the faces\nJoy they consume\nOld days come to life\nNo more gloom\n\n[chorus]\nMemories are the treasure where the hearts bloom\nIs the warm light that the darkness assume\nIs the sweet echo that the mind can groom\nIs the endless love that the soul can entomb\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nHandwritten notes inside\nFeelings can’t hide\nLaughter echoes in the room\nNo need to abide\nTears of joy and sorrow\nSide by side\n\n[chorus]\nMemories are the treasure where the hearts bloom\nIs the warm light that the darkness assume\nIs the sweet echo that the mind can groom\nIs the endless love that the soul can entomb\n\n[bridge]\nFlipping through the pages as the time loom\nReliving the moments that the heart consume\nMemory days with you are the sweetest bloom\n\n[chorus]\nMemories are the treasure where the hearts bloom\nIs the warm light that the darkness assume\nIs the sweet echo that the mind can groom\nIs the endless love that the soul can entomb\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Retro Pop, Nostalgic, Electric Piano, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, String Section"}
{"idx": "69", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nDewdrops cling to clover\nMorning light is over\nButterflies take wing\nDay begins to hover\nGrass blades bend and shiver\nPeace we start to discover\n\n[chorus]\nSpring is the whisper that the winter uncovers\nIs the bloom that breaks through the frost’s cold covers\nIs the song that the waking world recovers\nIs the hope that the weary heart recovers\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nCherry blossoms scatter\nBreezes softly flatter\nBees hum through the garden\nNectar they gather\nBuds burst open slowly\nJoy we can’t bother\n\n[chorus]\nSpring is the whisper that the winter uncovers\nIs the bloom that breaks through the frost’s cold covers\nIs the song that the waking world recovers\nIs the hope that the weary heart recovers\n\n[bridge]\nWalking through the meadows where the clover covers\nBreathing in the scent of the air that hovers\nSpring days with you are the sweetest lovers\n\n[chorus]\nSpring is the whisper that the winter uncovers\nIs the bloom that breaks through the frost’s cold covers\nIs the song that the waking world recovers\nIs the hope that the weary heart recovers\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Contemporary R&B, Relaxed, Electric Piano, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Backing Vocals"}
{"idx": "70", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nTrails wind through the forest\nTrees stand tall and honest\nMoss covers the logs\nSunlight starts to fondest\nBirds sing in the branches\nDays feel like a promise\n\n[chorus]\nForest is the sanctuary where the promise does fondest\nIs the tree that stands through the storm’s honest\nIs the moss that covers the log’s modest\nIs the peace that makes the restless heart honest\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nSquirrels scamper by\nNuts hide in the sky\nMushrooms grow below\nFungi start to fly\nStreams trickle through\nDays feel like a sigh\n\n[chorus]\nForest is the sanctuary where the promise does fondest\nIs the tree that stands through the storm’s honest\nIs the moss that covers the log’s modest\nIs the peace that makes the restless heart honest\n\n[bridge]\nHiking through the forest where the trees do sigh\nFeeling the peace that the woods supply\nForest days with you are the sweetest high\n\n[chorus]\nForest is the sanctuary where the promise does fondest\nIs the tree that stands through the storm’s honest\nIs the moss that covers the log’s modest\nIs the peace that makes the restless heart honest\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Space Music, Peaceful, Synth Pad, Field Recording, Arpeggiator"}
{"idx": "71", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nBalloons float in the air\nParties start to flair\nConfetti falls like rain\nJoy starts to declare\nCakes sit on the table\nCandles start to glare\n\n[chorus]\nParty is the celebration where the joy does declare\nIs the cake that sweetens the day’s flair\nIs the confetti that falls through the air’s glare\nIs the laugh that makes the lonely heart repair\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nGifts wrap in bright paper\nRibbons tie the caper\nMusic starts to play\nFeet start to taper\nFriends hug and cheer\nDays feel like a taper\n\n[chorus]\nParty is the celebration where the joy does declare\nIs the cake that sweetens the day’s flair\nIs the confetti that falls through the air’s glare\nIs the laugh that makes the lonely heart repair\n\n[bridge]\nDancing at the party where the music does flare\nSharing the joy that the friends prepare\nParty nights with you are the sweetest affair\n\n[chorus]\nParty is the celebration where the joy does declare\nIs the cake that sweetens the day’s flair\nIs the confetti that falls through the air’s glare\nIs the laugh that makes the lonely heart repair\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Latin Pop, Party, Percussion, Synthesizer, Bass, Brass Section"}
{"idx": "72", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nBridges span the river\nCars cross and deliver\nWaves flow underneath\nWater starts to shiver\nBridges stand so strong\nDays feel like a giver\n\n[chorus]\nBridge is the link where the lands do giver\nIs the road that connects the shore’s shiver\nIs the steel that stands through the storm’s deliver\nIs the hope that makes the distant heart quiver\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nPedestrians walk across\nViews are such a loss\nSunsets paint the sky\nColors start to gloss\nBridges light up night\nNights feel like a toss\n\n[chorus]\nBridge is the link where the lands do giver\nIs the road that connects the shore’s shiver\nIs the steel that stands through the storm’s deliver\nIs the hope that makes the distant heart quiver\n\n[bridge]\nCrossing on the bridge where the river does toss\nWatching the sunset paint the clouds in gloss\nBridge days with you are the sweetest loss\n\n[chorus]\nBridge is the link where the lands do giver\nIs the road that connects the shore’s shiver\nIs the steel that stands through the storm’s deliver\nIs the hope that makes the distant heart quiver\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Indie Rock, Hopeful, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "73", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nBooks stack on the nightstand\nDreams start to withstand\nPillows are so soft\nNights start to expand\nMoonlight through the window\nSleep starts to command\n\n[chorus]\nBedroom is the haven where the sleep does command\nIs the pillow that holds the head’s expand\nIs the sheet that covers the body’s withstand\nIs the peace that makes the tired heart demand\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nAlarm clocks tick slow\nDreams start to grow\nBlankets keep us warm\nNights start to glow\nMorning light creeps in\nDays start to show\n\n[chorus]\nBedroom is the haven where the sleep does command\nIs the pillow that holds the head’s expand\nIs the sheet that covers the body’s withstand\nIs the peace that makes the tired heart demand\n\n[bridge]\nSleeping in the room where the moonlight does glow\nFeeling the rest that the body does know\nBedroom nights with you are the sweetest show\n\n[chorus]\nBedroom is the haven where the sleep does command\nIs the pillow that holds the head’s expand\nIs the sheet that covers the body’s withstand\nIs the peace that makes the tired heart demand\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Quiet Storm, Sleepy, Electric Piano, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "74", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nTowers reach the clouds\nClocks chime loud\nBells ring every hour\nTime starts to shroud\nTowers stand so tall\nDays feel like a crowd\n\n[chorus]\nClock tower is the marker where the time does shroud\nIs the bell that rings through the day’s crowd\nIs the clock that ticks through the hour’s loud\nIs the order that makes the busy heart proud\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nTourists take the photos\nGuides tell the mottoes\nHands move round the face\nTime starts to motto\nShadows shift with sun\nNights feel like a grotto\n\n[chorus]\nClock tower is the marker where the time does shroud\nIs the bell that rings through the day’s crowd\nIs the clock that ticks through the hour’s loud\nIs the order that makes the busy heart proud\n\n[bridge]\nVisiting the tower where the bells do loud\nFeeling the history that the stones enshroud\nClock tower days with you are the sweetest cloud\n\n[chorus]\nClock tower is the marker where the time does shroud\nIs the bell that rings through the day’s crowd\nIs the clock that ticks through the hour’s loud\nIs the order that makes the busy heart proud\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Minimalism, Focused, Piano, Bells, String Section"}
{"idx": "75", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nMarket stalls line the street\nGoods are so complete\nFruits and veggies fresh\nFlavors start to meet\nVendors call out loud\nDays feel like a treat\n\n[chorus]\nMarket is the hub where the flavors do meet\nIs the stall that sells the fresh’s treat\nIs the vendor that calls through the street’s complete\nIs the joy that makes the shopper’s heart beat\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nBreads smell so delicious\nCheeses are so precious\nSpices in the jars\nScents are so ferocious\nCustomers browse around\nNights feel like a gracious\n\n[chorus]\nMarket is the hub where the flavors do meet\nIs the stall that sells the fresh’s treat\nIs the vendor that calls through the street’s complete\nIs the joy that makes the shopper’s heart beat\n\n[bridge]\nShopping at the market where the scents do greet\nTasting the treats that the vendors sweet\nMarket days with you are the sweetest fleet\n\n[chorus]\nMarket is the hub where the flavors do meet\nIs the stall that sells the fresh’s treat\nIs the vendor that calls through the street’s complete\nIs the joy that makes the shopper’s heart beat\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Salsa, Festive, Percussion, Brass Section, Bass Guitar"}
{"idx": "76", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nStairs climb up the tower\nViews are so much power\nCities spread below\nSkies start to cower\nWindows line the walls\nDays feel like a flower\n\n[chorus]\nObservatory is the spot where the views do flower\nIs the glass that shows the city’s cower\nIs the height that gives the sight’s power\nIs the awe that makes the human heart tower\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nTelescopes point up\nStars start to crop\nPlanets glow so bright\nNights start to prop\nAstronomers explain\nFacts start to drop\n\n[chorus]\nObservatory is the spot where the views do flower\nIs the glass that shows the city’s cower\nIs the height that gives the sight’s power\nIs the awe that makes the human heart tower\n\n[bridge]\nStargazing at the observatory where the stars do crop\nFeeling the wonder that the cosmos prop\nObservatory nights with you are the sweetest top\n\n[chorus]\nObservatory is the spot where the views do flower\nIs the glass that shows the city’s cower\nIs the height that gives the sight’s power\nIs the awe that makes the human heart tower\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Trance, Euphoric, Synthesizer, Arpeggiator, Drum Machine, FX"}
{"idx": "77", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nRopes hang from the trees\nSwings start to tease\nChildren laugh and play\nDays start to ease\nBranches bend and sway\nHearts start to please\n\n[chorus]\nPlayground is the place where the joy does please\nIs the swing that flies through the air’s ease\nIs the rope that hangs from the tree’s tease\nIs the laugh that makes the childish heart seize\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nSlides glide so fast\nKids run to the last\nSeesaws go up down\nFun is so vast\nSandboxes fill with toys\nDays feel like a blast\n\n[chorus]\nPlayground is the place where the joy does please\nIs the swing that flies through the air’s ease\nIs the rope that hangs from the tree’s tease\nIs the laugh that makes the childish heart seize\n\n[bridge]\nPlaying at the playground where the fun does vast\nSharing the joy that the kids amass\nPlayground days with you are the sweetest cast\n\n[chorus]\nPlayground is the place where the joy does please\nIs the swing that flies through the air’s ease\nIs the rope that hangs from the tree’s tease\nIs the laugh that makes the childish heart seize\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Bubblegum Pop, Playful, Percussion, Bells, Synthesizer"}
{"idx": "78", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nPots sit on the stove\nSoups start to strove\nSpices fill the air\nFlavors start to move\nKnives chop the veggies\nMeals start to approve\n\n[chorus]\nKitchen is the heart where the flavors approve\nIs the soup that simmers on the stove’s move\nIs the spice that makes the bland heart strove\nIs the joy that makes the hungry soul improve\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nOvens bake the bread\nAromas fill the head\nSpoons stir the stew\nWarmth spreads to the bed\nPlates set on the table\nDays feel like a thread\n\n[chorus]\nKitchen is the heart where the flavors approve\nIs the soup that simmers on the stove’s move\nIs the spice that makes the bland heart strove\nIs the joy that makes the hungry soul improve\n\n[bridge]\nCooking in the kitchen where the aromas do groove\nSharing the meals that the family does prove\nKitchen days with you are the sweetest rove\n\n[chorus]\nKitchen is the heart where the flavors approve\nIs the soup that simmers on the stove’s move\nIs the spice that makes the bland heart strove\nIs the joy that makes the hungry soul improve\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Folk Pop, Cozy, Acoustic Guitar, Piano, Percussion"}
{"idx": "79", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nCanvases stand empty\nPaints sit in a plenty\nBrushes dip in hues\nColors start to plenty\nIdeas fill the mind\nArt starts to ascendly\n\n[chorus]\nStudio is the haven where the ideas ascendly\nIs the paint that flows in the hand’s steady\nIs the art that turns the blank to the ready\nIs the joy that makes the creative soul heady\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nEasels hold the art\nSunlight plays a part\nCharcoal sketches lines\nForms start to depart\nInspiration strikes\nHearts start to impart\n\n[chorus]\nStudio is the haven where the ideas ascendly\nIs the paint that flows in the hand’s steady\nIs the art that turns the blank to the ready\nIs the joy that makes the creative soul heady\n\n[bridge]\nWorking in the space where the colors do party\nCreating the art that the heart does hearty\nStudio days with you are the smarty\n\n[chorus]\nStudio is the haven where the ideas ascendly\nIs the paint that flows in the hand’s steady\nIs the art that turns the blank to the ready\nIs the joy that makes the creative soul heady\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Boom Bap, Creative, Sampler, Drum Machine, Bass, DJ Scratches"}
{"idx": "80", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nSheep graze on the hillside\nClouds drift in the wideside\nBells ring soft and low\nWind starts to provide\nCottages stand cozy\nDays feel like a guide\n\n[chorus]\nFarm is the haven where the peace does provide\nIs the grass that feeds the sheep’s abide\nIs the sun that warms the earth’s divide\nIs the joy that makes the simple heart collide\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nChickens cluck in yard\nEggs lay hard\nCows moo in the field\nMilk jars fill the lard\nHay bales stack high\nNights feel like a card\n\n[chorus]\nFarm is the haven where the peace does provide\nIs the grass that feeds the sheep’s abide\nIs the sun that warms the earth’s divide\nIs the joy that makes the simple heart collide\n\n[bridge]\nWalking through the farm where the animals reside\nTasting the milk that the cows have supplied\nFarm days with you are the sweetest ride\n\n[chorus]\nFarm is the haven where the peace does provide\nIs the grass that feeds the sheep’s abide\nIs the sun that warms the earth’s divide\nIs the joy that makes the simple heart collide\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Bluegrass, Content, Banjo, Fiddle, Acoustic Guitar, Double Bass"}
{"idx": "81", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nNotes float in the air\nVoices start to compare\nChoirs sing in tune\nHarmonies start to prepare\nPianos play the chords\nHearts start to declare\n\n[chorus]\nChoir room is the space where the voices declare\nIs the harmony that fills the air’s prepare\nIs the song that makes the weary heart repair\nIs the joy that makes the united soul beware\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nConductors wave their hands\nMusic fills the lands\nSopranos hit the high\nAltos take the stands\nTenors and basses\nVoices blend in bands\n\n[chorus]\nChoir room is the space where the voices declare\nIs the harmony that fills the air’s prepare\nIs the song that makes the weary heart repair\nIs the joy that makes the united soul beware\n\n[bridge]\nSinging in the room where the music does share\nFeeling the harmony that the voices wear\nChoir days with you are the sweetest flair\n\n[chorus]\nChoir room is the space where the voices declare\nIs the harmony that fills the air’s prepare\nIs the song that makes the weary heart repair\nIs the joy that makes the united soul beware\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Gospel, Communal, Choir, Piano, Organ"}
{"idx": "82", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nTents stand on the meadow\nCampfires start to shadow\nStars glow in the sky\nStories start to follow\nMarshmallows roast soft\nNights start to hallow\n\n[chorus]\nCampsite is the place where the stars do hallow\nIs the fire that chases the dark’s follow\nIs the story that makes the quiet heart wallow\nIs the joy that makes the adventurer’s soul shallow\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nSleeping bags unroll\nCrickets start to troll\nFlashlights beam ahead\nPaths start to enroll\nFriends laugh till dawn\nDays feel like a stroll\n\n[chorus]\nCampsite is the place where the stars do hallow\nIs the fire that chases the dark’s follow\nIs the story that makes the quiet heart wallow\nIs the joy that makes the adventurer’s soul shallow\n\n[bridge]\nCamping in the woods where the fire does glow\nSharing tales of days that we used to know\nCampsite nights with you are the sweetest show\n\n[chorus]\nCampsite is the place where the stars do hallow\nIs the fire that chases the dark’s follow\nIs the story that makes the quiet heart wallow\nIs the joy that makes the adventurer’s soul shallow\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Acoustic Folk, Adventurous, Acoustic Guitar, Percussion, Field Recording"}
{"idx": "83", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nChalk lines mark the blackboard\nLessons start to board\nBooks open wide\nKnowledge starts to afford\nDesks line in rows\nMinds start to reward\n\n[chorus]\nClassroom is the space where the minds do reward\nIs the lesson that opens the door’s afford\nIs the wisdom that makes the ignorant board\nIs the hope that makes the curious soul record\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nTeachers explain the facts\nStudents ask the acts\nPens scribble notes\nIdeas start to exact\nBells ring at noon\nDays feel like a pact\n\n[chorus]\nClassroom is the space where the minds do reward\nIs the lesson that opens the door’s afford\nIs the wisdom that makes the ignorant board\nIs the hope that makes the curious soul record\n\n[bridge]\nLearning in the room where the knowledge does enact\nSharing the ideas that the minds attract\nClassroom days with you are the sweetest compact\n\n[chorus]\nClassroom is the space where the minds do reward\nIs the lesson that opens the door’s afford\nIs the wisdom that makes the ignorant board\nIs the hope that makes the curious soul record\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Indie Pop, Inspirational, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "84", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nSails billow in the wind\nShip starts to spin\nWaves crash on the hull\nOcean starts to grin\nCompass points the way\nJourney starts to begin\n\n[chorus]\nShip is the vessel where the journey does begin\nIs the sail that catches the wind’s grin\nIs the hull that cuts through the wave’s spin\nIs the hope that makes the sailor’s soul win\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nCaptains shout the orders\nCrews start to borders\nFish jump in the wake\nSeagulls follow the quarters\nSunsets paint the sky\nNights feel like a fortress\n\n[chorus]\nShip is the vessel where the journey does begin\nIs the sail that catches the wind’s grin\nIs the hull that cuts through the wave’s spin\nIs the hope that makes the sailor’s soul win\n\n[bridge]\nSailing on the ship where the ocean does spin\nFeeling the wind that the sails do pin\nShip days with you are the sweetest din\n\n[chorus]\nShip is the vessel where the journey does begin\nIs the sail that catches the wind’s grin\nIs the hull that cuts through the wave’s spin\nIs the hope that makes the sailor’s soul win\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Drum and Bass, Driving, Drum Machine, Synth Bass, Synthesizer, FX"}
{"idx": "85", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nRocks line the canyon walls\nRivers start to fall\nEagles fly above\nSkies start to brawl\nCanyons stretch so wide\nDays feel like a call\n\n[chorus]\nCanyon is the wonder where the earth does call\nIs the river that carves through the rock’s brawl\nIs the sky that watches the eagle’s sprawl\nIs the awe that makes the human soul enthrall\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nHikers walk the trails\nDust covers the rails\nLizards sunbathe warm\nRocks tell the tales\nShadows stretch long\nNights feel like a veil\n\n[chorus]\nCanyon is the wonder where the earth does call\nIs the river that carves through the rock’s brawl\nIs the sky that watches the eagle’s sprawl\nIs the awe that makes the human soul enthrall\n\n[bridge]\nHiking through the canyon where the rocks do tall\nFeeling the wonder that the earth does install\nCanyon days with you are the sweetest gall\n\n[chorus]\nCanyon is the wonder where the earth does call\nIs the river that carves through the rock’s brawl\nIs the sky that watches the eagle’s sprawl\nIs the awe that makes the human soul enthrall\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Post-Rock, Awe, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, String Section"}
{"idx": "86", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nFrames hang on the wall\nMemories start to call\nPhotos of the past\nMoments start to stall\nSmiles on the faces\nHearts start to fall\n\n[chorus]\nLiving room is the space where the memories call\nIs the couch that holds the family’s stall\nIs the laugh that makes the sad heart fall\nIs the love that makes the broken soul enthrall\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nPillows stack on the couch\nBlankets cover the slouch\nTV plays the shows\nDays feel like a crouch\nGames start to play\nLaughter fills the couch\n\n[chorus]\nLiving room is the space where the memories call\nIs the couch that holds the family’s stall\nIs the laugh that makes the sad heart fall\nIs the love that makes the broken soul enthrall\n\n[bridge]\nRelaxing in the room where the love does install\nSharing the moments that the family does recall\nLiving room days with you are the sweetest sprawl\n\n[chorus]\nLiving room is the space where the memories call\nIs the couch that holds the family’s stall\nIs the laugh that makes the sad heart fall\nIs the love that makes the broken soul enthrall\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Swing, Joyful, Piano, Brass Section, Double Bass, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "87", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nTea leaves steep in the cup\nAroma wakes up\nSteam curls to the ceiling\nWarmth it sup\nSips of the golden brew\nWorries give up\n\n[chorus]\nTea is the comfort where the tired cup\nIs the gentle hug that the soul can sup\nIs the quiet moment that the heart can prop\nIs the sweet solace that the mind can top\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nJasmine floats on the top\nFlavor never stop\nHoney stirs in the tea\nSweetness does pop\nOld friend sits by the side\nChat never drop\n\n[chorus]\nTea is the comfort where the tired cup\nIs the gentle hug that the soul can sup\nIs the quiet moment that the heart can prop\nIs the sweet solace that the mind can top\n\n[bridge]\nSipping through the tea as the time does hop\nSharing the stories that the years have crop\nTea time with you is the best shop\n\n[chorus]\nTea is the comfort where the tired cup\nIs the gentle hug that the soul can sup\nIs the quiet moment that the heart can prop\nIs the sweet solace that the mind can top\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "New Age, Calm, Piano, Wind Chimes, Flutes"}
{"idx": "88", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nBaskets hold the berries\nBushes wear the cherries\nThorns prick the fingers\nJuice starts to carry\nPails fill up slowly\nDays feel like a ferry\n\n[chorus]\nOrchard is the garden where the fruits do ferry\nIs the tree that bends with the fruit’s carry\nIs the sweet that makes the sour heart marry\nIs the joy that makes the hungry soul tarry\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nApples hang in clusters\nBees hum in adjusters\nWind shakes the branches\nFruits fall in the dusters\nChildren pick them up\nLaughter fills the rustlers\n\n[chorus]\nOrchard is the garden where the fruits do ferry\nIs the tree that bends with the fruit’s carry\nIs the sweet that makes the sour heart marry\nIs the joy that makes the hungry soul tarry\n\n[bridge]\nPicking in the orchard where the apples do clutter\nTasting the fruit that the sun does butter\nOrchard days with you are the sweetest gutter\n\n[chorus]\nOrchard is the garden where the fruits do ferry\nIs the tree that bends with the fruit’s carry\nIs the sweet that makes the sour heart marry\nIs the joy that makes the hungry soul tarry\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Traditional Country, Joyful, Acoustic Guitar, Fiddle, Banjo, Bass Guitar"}
{"idx": "89", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nOars dip in the water\nCanoe starts to falter\nLakeside trees stand tall\nSunlight starts to alter\nWater ripples softly\nPeace starts to salter\n\n[chorus]\nLake is the mirror where the sky does salter\nIs the breeze that whispers through the reeds’ alter\nIs the calm that makes the restless heart falter\nIs the peace that makes the busy mind exalter\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nLilies float on surface\nFrogs jump with a purpose\nDragonflies zip by\nDays feel like a circus\nFishing lines cast out\nHopes start to surface\n\n[chorus]\nLake is the mirror where the sky does salter\nIs the breeze that whispers through the reeds’ alter\nIs the calm that makes the restless heart falter\nIs the peace that makes the busy mind exalter\n\n[bridge]\nPaddling on the lake where the water does palter\nWatching the sunset paint the clouds in Walter\nLake days with you are the sweetest altarpiece\n\n[chorus]\nLake is the mirror where the sky does salter\nIs the breeze that whispers through the reeds’ alter\nIs the calm that makes the restless heart falter\nIs the peace that makes the busy mind exalter\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Smooth Jazz, Peaceful, Saxophone, Electric Piano, Double Bass, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "90", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nDewdrops cling to clover\nMorning light is over\nButterflies take wing\nDay begins to hover\nGrass blades bend and shiver\nPeace we start to discover\n\n[chorus]\nSpring is the whisper that the winter uncovers\nIs the bloom that breaks through the frost’s cold covers\nIs the song that the waking world recovers\nIs the hope that the weary heart recovers\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nCherry blossoms scatter\nBreezes softly flatter\nBees hum through the garden\nNectar they gather\nBuds burst open slowly\nJoy we can’t bother\n\n[chorus]\nSpring is the whisper that the winter uncovers\nIs the bloom that breaks through the frost’s cold covers\nIs the song that the waking world recovers\nIs the hope that the weary heart recovers\n\n[bridge]\nWalking through the meadows where the clover covers\nBreathing in the scent of the air that hovers\nSpring days with you are the sweetest lovers\n\n[chorus]\nSpring is the whisper that the winter uncovers\nIs the bloom that breaks through the frost’s cold covers\nIs the song that the waking world recovers\nIs the hope that the weary heart recovers\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Dream Pop, Dreamy, Synth Pad, Electric Guitar, Drum Machine, Bass"}
{"idx": "91", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nDusk paints the sky in pink\nBreeze starts to wink\nFireflies light the lane\nCrickets start to sing\nPorch swings rock slow\nPeace starts to sink\n\n[chorus]\nTwilight is the hush where the calm does sink\nIs the glow that gilds the day’s last wink\nIs the song that makes the quiet heart sing\nIs the softness that makes the busy world shrink\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nMoths flit round the lamp\nShadows start to camp\nTea cups steam on the rail\nMoments start to clamp\nStars prick the dark\nDreams start to ramp\n\n[chorus]\nTwilight is the hush where the calm does sink\nIs the glow that gilds the day’s last wink\nIs the song that makes the quiet heart sing\nIs the softness that makes the busy world shrink\n\n[bridge]\nSitting on the porch where the fireflies tramp\nSipping the tea that the evening does stamp\nTwilight hours with you are the sweetest camp\n\n[chorus]\nTwilight is the hush where the calm does sink\nIs the glow that gilds the day’s last wink\nIs the song that makes the quiet heart sing\nIs the softness that makes the busy world shrink\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Chillout, Chill, Synth Pad, Drum Machine, Bass, Field Recording"}
{"idx": "92", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nSand grains shift and shimmer\nTides rise and grow slimmer\nPalm trees sway in wind\nSunlight turns to glimmer\nFootprints fade in water\nMoments start to dimmer\n\n[chorus]\nBeach is the canvas where the sun does trimmer\nIs the wave that crashes on the shore’s old limber\nIs the salt that kisses the skin’s soft timber\nIs the calm that makes the busy mind grow simpler\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nSeashells glow in sunlight\nChildren laugh and run tight\nKites fly high above\nClouds drift out of sight\nIce cream melts in fingers\nDays feel pure and bright\n\n[chorus]\nBeach is the canvas where the sun does trimmer\nIs the wave that crashes on the shore’s old limber\nIs the salt that kisses the skin’s soft timber\nIs the calm that makes the busy mind grow simpler\n\n[bridge]\nLying on the sand where the seagulls linger\nWatching the sunset paint the sky in amber\nBeach days with you are the sweetest singer\n\n[chorus]\nBeach is the canvas where the sun does trimmer\nIs the wave that crashes on the shore’s old limber\nIs the salt that kisses the skin’s soft timber\nIs the calm that makes the busy mind grow simpler\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Dancehall, Summery, Bass Guitar, Percussion, Electric Guitar, Brass Section"}
{"idx": "93", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nCandles glow in corners\nShadows stretch and warn us\nBooks lie on the table\nPages turn and yawn us\nHot cocoa steams in mugs\nWarmth starts to adorn us\n\n[chorus]\nWinter is the blanket that the cold does scorn us\nIs the snow that covers the world’s forlorn us\nIs the fire that burns through the night’s forlorn us\nIs the joy that makes the lonely heart reborn us\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nSnowflakes tap the window\nFirewood crackles and glows\nMittens hang on hooks\nScarves lay in neat rows\nOld films play on screen\nStories start to unfold us\n\n[chorus]\nWinter is the blanket that the cold does scorn us\nIs the snow that covers the world’s forlorn us\nIs the fire that burns through the night’s forlorn us\nIs the joy that makes the lonely heart reborn us\n\n[bridge]\nSitting by the fire where the flames do burn us\nSharing tales of days that we have outworn us\nWinter nights with you are the warmest turn us\n\n[chorus]\nWinter is the blanket that the cold does scorn us\nIs the snow that covers the world’s forlorn us\nIs the fire that burns through the night’s forlorn us\nIs the joy that makes the lonely heart reborn us\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Synth-pop, Cozy, Synth Pad, Drum Machine, Bells"}
{"idx": "94", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nSkyscrapers touch heaven\nStreets buzz with a leaven\nCars honk in the rush\nPeople weave and heave in\nNeon lights glow bright\nNights start to cleave in\n\n[chorus]\nCity is the heartbeat where the dreams do cleave in\nIs the crowd that moves to the rhythm’s even\nIs the light that cuts through the dark’s uneven\nIs the pulse that makes the quiet soul believe in\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nCafés hum with chatter\nMusic fills the matter\nStreet art paints the walls\nColors start to scatter\nSubways rumble underground\nDays grow short and fatter\n\n[chorus]\nCity is the heartbeat where the dreams do cleave in\nIs the crowd that moves to the rhythm’s even\nIs the light that cuts through the dark’s uneven\nIs the pulse that makes the quiet soul believe in\n\n[bridge]\nWalking through the streets where the neon gleams in\nFeeling the energy that the city streams in\nCity nights with you are the brightest beams in\n\n[chorus]\nCity is the heartbeat where the dreams do cleave in\nIs the crowd that moves to the rhythm’s even\nIs the light that cuts through the dark’s uneven\nIs the pulse that makes the quiet soul believe in\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Drill, Hype, 808 Bass, Drum Machine, Sampler, Rap"}
{"idx": "95", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nVines climb up the trellis\nGrapes hang in a yellows\nWineskins sit in cellars\nFlavors start to mellow\nSunlight warms the vines\nHarvest starts to fellow\n\n[chorus]\nVineyard is the treasure where the sun does fellow\nIs the grape that ripens in the summer’s mellow\nIs the wine that ages in the cellar’s yellow\nIs the peace that makes the busy mind grow mellow\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nBarrels line the room\nScents of oak consume\nWorkers pick the grapes\nLaughter fills the gloom\nCrates stack high outside\nDays feel like a bloom\n\n[chorus]\nVineyard is the treasure where the sun does fellow\nIs the grape that ripens in the summer’s mellow\nIs the wine that ages in the cellar’s yellow\nIs the peace that makes the busy mind grow mellow\n\n[bridge]\nStrolling through the vines where the grapes do balloon\nTasting the wine that the years have spoon\nVineyard days with you are the sweetest tune\n\n[chorus]\nVineyard is the treasure where the sun does fellow\nIs the grape that ripens in the summer’s mellow\nIs the wine that ages in the cellar’s yellow\nIs the peace that makes the busy mind grow mellow\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Jazz Fusion, Laid-back, Electric Guitar, Electric Piano, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit"}
{"idx": "96", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nDeserts stretch so wide\nSands start to hide\nCacti stand tall\nSkies start to chide\nWinds blow the dunes\nDays feel like a ride\n\n[chorus]\nDesert is the wonder where the days do ride\nIs the cactus that stands through the sky’s chide\nIs the sand that hides the earth’s divide\nIs the awe that makes the traveler’s heart abide\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nCamels walk the trails\nCaravans start to sail\nSunsets paint the sky\nColors start to fail\nStars glow at night\nNights feel like a veil\n\n[chorus]\nDesert is the wonder where the days do ride\nIs the cactus that stands through the sky’s chide\nIs the sand that hides the earth’s divide\nIs the awe that makes the traveler’s heart abide\n\n[bridge]\nTraveling through the desert where the camels do sail\nFeeling the wonder that the dunes unveil\nDesert days with you are the sweetest tale\n\n[chorus]\nDesert is the wonder where the days do ride\nIs the cactus that stands through the sky’s chide\nIs the sand that hides the earth’s divide\nIs the awe that makes the traveler’s heart abide\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Organic House, Expansive, Percussion, Flutes, Synth Pad, Bass"}
{"idx": "97", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nStage lights glow so bright\nCurtains start to bite\nActors take their places\nPlays start to write\nDialogues are spoken\nHearts start to ignite\n\n[chorus]\nTheater is the stage where the plays do write\nIs the light that glows through the curtain’s bite\nIs the actor that speaks through the night’s ignite\nIs the magic that makes the audience’s heart smite\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nScripts lie on the stands\nDirectors wave their hands\nAudience claps loud\nCheers start to expand\nCurtains fall at end\nNights feel like a brand\n\n[chorus]\nTheater is the stage where the plays do write\nIs the light that glows through the curtain’s bite\nIs the actor that speaks through the night’s ignite\nIs the magic that makes the audience’s heart smite\n\n[bridge]\nWatching at the theater where the plays do expand\nFeeling the magic that the actors command\nTheater nights with you are the sweetest brand\n\n[chorus]\nTheater is the stage where the plays do write\nIs the light that glows through the curtain’s bite\nIs the actor that speaks through the night’s ignite\nIs the magic that makes the audience’s heart smite\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Opera, Theatrical, Orchestra, Choir, Piano"}
{"idx": "98", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nWells sit in the yard\nWaters start to guard\nBuckets dip below\nDrinks start to reward\nCools the parched throat\nDays feel like a ward\n\n[chorus]\nWell is the source where the water does ward\nIs the bucket that dips through the well’s reward\nIs the drink that cools the throat’s regard\nIs the peace that makes the thirsty heart discard\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nRopes wind round the crank\nWater starts to flank\nChildren fill their cups\nLaughs start to prank\nSun shines hot above\nNights feel like a bank\n\n[chorus]\nWell is the source where the water does ward\nIs the bucket that dips through the well’s reward\nIs the drink that cools the throat’s regard\nIs the peace that makes the thirsty heart discard\n\n[bridge]\nDrawing from the well where the water does bank\nTasting the cool that the earth does rank\nWell days with you are the sweetest prank\n\n[chorus]\nWell is the source where the water does ward\nIs the bucket that dips through the well’s reward\nIs the drink that cools the throat’s regard\nIs the peace that makes the thirsty heart discard\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Traditional Folk, Peaceful, Acoustic Guitar, Flutes, Percussion"}
{"idx": "99", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nMuseums hold the art\nHistories start to part\nPaintings on the walls\nStories start to chart\nSculptures stand so tall\nDays feel like a mart\n\n[chorus]\nMuseum is the vault where the stories do chart\nIs the art that tells the history’s part\nIs the sculpture that stands through the day’s mart\nIs the awe that makes the visitor’s heart depart\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nGuides tell the tales\nArtifacts start to pale\nCameras click away\nMemories start to sail\nLights glow on the exhibits\nNights feel like a veil\n\n[chorus]\nMuseum is the vault where the stories do chart\nIs the art that tells the history’s part\nIs the sculpture that stands through the day’s mart\nIs the awe that makes the visitor’s heart depart\n\n[bridge]\nVisiting the museum where the art does sail\nFeeling the history that the walls unveil\nMuseum days with you are the sweetest tale\n\n[chorus]\nMuseum is the vault where the stories do chart\nIs the art that tells the history’s part\nIs the sculpture that stands through the day’s mart\nIs the awe that makes the visitor’s heart depart\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Orchestral, Stately, Orchestra, Piano, String Section"}
{"idx": "100", "lyric": "[intro]\n\n[verse]\nMountains rise so high\nSkies start to sigh\nSnow caps the peaks\nWinds start to fly\nHikers climb the trails\nDays feel like a tie\n\n[chorus]\nMountain peak is the top where the skies do sigh\nIs the snow that caps the peak’s fly\nIs the wind that blows through the hiker’s tie\nIs the triumph that makes the climber’s heart cry\n\n[inst]\n\n[verse]\nFlags wave on the top\nViews are so cop\nValleys stretch below\nLands start to pop\nSunsets paint the sky\nNights feel like a shop\n\n[chorus]\nMountain peak is the top where the skies do sigh\nIs the snow that caps the peak’s fly\nIs the wind that blows through the hiker’s tie\nIs the triumph that makes the climber’s heart cry\n\n[bridge]\nClimbing to the peak where the flags do pop\nFeeling the triumph that the effort does crop\nMountain peak days with you are the sweetest top\n\n[chorus]\nMountain peak is the top where the skies do sigh\nIs the snow that caps the peak’s fly\nIs the wind that blows through the hiker’s tie\nIs the triumph that makes the climber’s heart cry\n\n[outro]", "text_prompt": "Hard Rock, Triumphant, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drum Kit, Choir"}