album cover
artist
KanoA
February’s Second Flame
Blues
February’s Second Flame was released on January 2, 2026 by Curacao Sound Energy as a part of the album My Valentine
album cover
AlbumMy Valentine
Release DateJanuary 2, 2026
LabelCuracao Sound Energy
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM130

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KanoA
KanoA
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arnon Araldo Naudin de Windt
Arnon Araldo Naudin de Windt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mako
Mako
Producer

Lyrics

She wore red like a warning, gold like a promise,
He met her at “Maybe & Not Yet,” where streetlights blinked like hesitant hearts.
Whispers filled the air, secrets wrapped in shadows,
In that dimly-lit room, they found hope in the echoes—
A dance of lost souls in a fleeting embrace,
The spark of something real, just a flicker in this space.
It wasn’t love—it was a second flame.
Not the first spark, but the one that stays.
They danced in ruins of old valentines,
Rewriting the script with every sway.
In a bittersweet ballad of what might have been,
Their hearts beating slowly to an unplayed hymn.
She kept an unsigned letter, tucked away in her heart,
He carried a melody he never dared to start.
Secrets traded like currency, each one a note,
In the song they were becoming, it was passion they wrote.
Underneath the moon’s gaze, their laughter ignited,
But with every gentle kiss, the darkness subsided.
It wasn’t love—it was a second flame.
Not the first spark, but the one that stays.
They danced in ruins of old valentines,
Rewriting the script with every sway.
In a bittersweet ballad of what might have been,
Their hearts beating slowly to an unplayed hymn.
“February’s cruel,” she said. “But honest.”
He kissed her like a confession, so deep and so modest.
Her laughter lingered, a ghost in the room,
She vanished like a metaphor, too bright to consume.
His thoughts now drift, to the moments long gone,
Searching for traces in a heart’s aching song.
Now he plays that song every Valentine’s Day,
To an empty room that remembers her name.
Not a love story—a ceremony of what almost was,
In echoes of soul, captured in the soft buzz.
Muted guitar riff, brushed snare, warm organ swells,
Gospel-style backing vocals as the heartbreak dwells.
Harmonica enters; the tempo slows down,
Solo piano bridges, as memories drown.
Fade-out with vinyl crackle, distant saxophone,
February’s second flame, forever alone.
Written by: Arnon Araldo Naudin de Windt

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