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Empty Chair

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Empty Chair foi lançado em 23 de janeiro de 2026 por Curacao Sound Energy como parte do álbum Cabin in the Woods

Informações da música

ÁlbumCabin in the Woods

Data de lançamento23 de janeiro de 2026

SeloCuracao Sound Energy

LanguageEnglish

Melodicidade

Acusticidade

Valence

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM76

RESUMO

LETRA

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO

Makwaku

Interpretação

COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA

Arnon Araldo Naudin de Windt

Arnon Araldo Naudin de Windt

Composição

PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA

Mako

Produção

Letra

One chair left, untouched by time,

A space that echoes every rhyme.

I speak to it, it does not speak—

Yet holds the silence that I seek.

In the dim light where shadows blend,

I reach for thoughts of a long-lost friend.

Moments linger, yet drift away,

In the stillness, I long to stay.

Oh, this empty chair, it feels so near,

A ghost of laughter, a trace of cheer.

The weight of memories fills the air,

With every glance at the empty chair.

Tender hues of our shared days

Paint the essence of our ways.

I hear your voice in the winds that sigh,

A melody softening the reasons why.

Whispering hums and a bowed bass tune,

You dance in my heart under the waning moon.

Lengthened shadows flicker with hope,

In the memory seat, I learn to cope.

Oh, this empty chair, it feels so near,

A ghost of laughter, a trace of cheer.

The weight of memories fills the air,

With every glance at the empty chair.

Acceptance wraps me in gentle folds,

As I reflect on the stories told.

Harmonics whisper, and chimes so soft,

Cultivating peace that lifts me aloft.

Silence fills the room like a prayer,

Ancestral echoes rise in the air.

I breathe in slow, let the winds dissolve,

From this emptiness, my soul evolves.

In absence, we create our rite,

Beneath the stars, in the depth of night.

Where silence becomes a sacred space,

Grief structured with a tender grace.

Oh, this empty chair, it feels so near,

A ghost of laughter, a trace of cheer.

The weight of memories fills the air,

With every glance at the empty chair.

So I sit here, with stories to share,

Feeling your presence, it lingers there.

In the ambient hush, I find my peace,

In the empty chair, my heart's release.

Written by: Arnon Araldo Naudin de Windt

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