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The Man Without Reflection

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Electronic

Трек «The Man Without Reflection» вышел в 31 июля 2026 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «etage noir recordings»)The Man Without Reflection - Single

Информация о песне

АльбомThe Man Without Reflection - Single

Дата релиза31 июля 2026 г.

Лейблetage noir recordings

ЯзыкEnglish

Мелодичность

Акустичность

Валанс

Танцевальность

Энергия

BPM109

ОБЗОР

СЛОВА

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ

Marcus Fuereder

Marcus Fuereder

Программирование

МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА

Marcus Fuereder

Marcus Fuereder

Автор песен

ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ

Marcus Fuereder

Marcus Fuereder

Продюсер

Roland Schwarz

Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

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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