[Verse 1] Cracked horizon, morning silent Torn apart, nothing spoken Hands in fields, strangers gather Counting losses, numbers frozen [Pre-Chorus] Somebody watching—close but distant Promises falling through floors Eyes meeting, breaking—what’s missing?…

[Verse 1] Somewhere past the aching atlas, Edges east, fraying fast, North and south both bending, breathlessly, West ward-worn, wilting at last. [Pre-chorus] Cracking, creaking, crossroads cold, Treading tremble, tangled bold, Fragmented feelings, fractured…

Wahr - Wütende Seelen (d09c2423-30ff-427a-b7e1-8e422b9758f8) Sound nustep, lounge, dub techno, postrock, nugarage, brokenbeat, chillstep, microhouse, glitchy percussion, fragmented textures

STRANGE ABSTRACT FIGURE OF STRANGE ABSTRACT PERSON TRYING TO EXPLORE AND INVESTIGATE A GIANT RUSSIAN LETTER STAYING ON THE OPTICAL VISUAL CEBTER OF A VIEWPORT SIZED BY 1X1

Udio v1 – BOOGIE RAMA EXTENDED 2 WAY 1 ext v2

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