Verse 1: As April awakens, a whisper in the breeze, A dance of shadows, a cosmic tease. A spectacle unseen in our recent days, A celestial ballet, in the sun’s ablaze. Chorus: From the Pacific’s calm, to the Atlantic’s roar, A shadow crosses, lands it adores. Through Texas, where concerts play under twilight’s spell, To Cleveland, where Guardians greet the day so well. Verse 2: In Texas, a concert under the eclipse’s grace, As the moon and sun in the sky embrace. Festivities abound, in every heart and part, With watch parties joining, in the celestial art. Bridge: Through the vast expanse of sky and earth it roams, From dawn to dusk, over homes and domes. From south of the equator, where its journey begins, To the central Atlantic, where the daylight thins. Chorus: From the Pacific’s embrace, to the Atlantic’s wide door, A shadow races, touching each shore. Over Dallas, through Cleveland, with a path so divine, A moment in history, within the confines of time. Outro: In just a few hours, a story so bright, Of the moon and the sun, in a rare, perfect light. A memory we’ll hold, as the years unfold, Of the day the earth darkened, and the heavens told.