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Lyrics
This beach,
this endless stretch of sand,
Is a mocking mirror.
Stacking up my tears
Every grain, a tiny face,
Another look that turns away,
Indifferent waves crash,
a constant roar,
drowning my scream.
They call it paradise,
This solitary isolation.
Just another place to cry
when there’s no one to share it.
What's the point,
you're waiting to die
[Mandolin and acoustic guitar lead jam]
I’m a stone on the shore,
worn smooth by the tide,
Balanced between isolation and frustration,
Look me in my eyes
[Outro]
No one even tries,
Uncaring wars are fought
Under the uncaring sky.
[Guitar Solo]
[Violin Solo]
Details
GeneratedJan 1, 2026
Duration3:02
LanguageEnglish
Style
Euphoric acoustic funk with dark folktronica Build-ups, acoustic funk rhythm, expressive quirky female vocals, indie
Credits
Prompt byVibeLoop587
ModelAria v5
