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The Man Without Reflection

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Electronic

The Man Without Reflection fue lanzado el 31 de julio de 2026 por etage noir recordings como parte del álbum The Man Without Reflection - Single

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumThe Man Without Reflection - Single

Fecha de lanzamiento31 de julio de 2026

Sello discográficoetage noir recordings

IdiomaEnglish

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM109

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

Marcus Fuereder

Marcus Fuereder

Programación

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Marcus Fuereder

Marcus Fuereder

Autoría

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

Marcus Fuereder

Marcus Fuereder

Producción

Roland Schwarz

Masterización

Letra

I'm writing by the window,

where the city learns to sleep,

Ink runs slow like mercy

I was never meant to keep.

This letter's sealed in silence,

fifty years before it's true,

If you're reading this, my darling,

then I couldn't stay with you.

This is a love I never named out loud,

A tune I hummed beneath my breath.

They'd have locked me in their kindness,

Called it madness, called it death.

So I folded all my truth away

And let the years go by,

Now I'm leaving you a song, my child,

Before I say goodbye.

I loved him in the quiet,

Where no witness could remain,

They would've called me broken

If they'd heard me say his name.

So I smiled like other women,

Wore a ring, played my part,

While a ghost was softly sleeping

In the back room of my heart.

A kiss is not a moment,

It's a chain you cannot see,

Once your lips have learned his silence

You belong to him completely.

Don't you kiss him, my sweet child,

No matter how he calls your name,

Cause after that no living man

Will ever feel the same.

I loved him in the quiet,

Where no witness could remain,

They would've called me broken

If they'd heard me say his name.

So I smiled like other women,

Wore a ring, played my part,

While a ghost was softly sleeping

In the back room of my heart.

If you read this and you understand,

Then I wasn't insane,

Just a woman who once loved a ghost

And never loved again.

Burn this letter or keep it close,

Like an old tune, cracked and blue.

And if he ever reaches for you, baby walk on through.

Written by: Marcus Fuereder

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