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Lyrics
Alarm rings soft, the world replays,
Another list of ordinary days.
Your laughter trickles through busy sound—
A melody lost, waiting to be found.
Every doorway, every chair
Reminds me your presence isn’t there.
The scent of your shirt in my hands,
Solace caught in woven strands.
And in each moment, I reach for your face,
Time drags slow in this restless place.
In every routine, your absence calls—
My thoughts reach out through quiet walls.
Rushing through hours, pretending I’m strong,
But conversations always feel wrong.
As crowds blur past in city flow,
I search for your face, hoping you’ll show.
Evenings settle in wisps of blue,
Nothing feels whole but thoughts of you.
Counting the things that I miss,
Every second glance, every little kiss.
Still, I count the days ‘til your return,
As longing finds new ways to burn.
In every routine, your absence calls—
My thoughts reach out through quiet walls.
Details
GeneratedNov 28, 2025
Duration2:53
LanguageEnglish
Style
Experimental Ambient w/ Eerie Soundscapes and Minimalist BeatsJazz, soulful cabaret, soulful soul, acoustic blues, piano
Credits
Prompt byVintageOutput401
ModelAria v5
