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Contrail
2
Metal
Contrail was released on April 3, 2026 by ARTPLANET CORPORATION as a part of the album Contrail - Single
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Release DateApril 3, 2026
LabelARTPLANET CORPORATION
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM175

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
403
Piano, Bass Guitar, Background Vocals
Robert Legacy
Robert Legacy
Guitar, Vocals, Programming
Hatanaka
Hatanaka
Background Vocals
1024
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Legacy
Robert Legacy
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
403
Co-Producer
Robert Legacy
Robert Legacy
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Producer

Lyrics

Dawn stands still, the light won’t speak
A dream was sealed, the day turned weak
Even the wind was a prayer that day
Eyes fell dark, a voice came near
A fading spark that burned through fear
The sky was crying above my way
Don’t look at me—don’t laugh at me
Don’t pretend you know me—it’s not a game
Erase my trace and release my prayer into the sky
I was not born to inherit, only to fear
O prayer, O vow, O wish, be mine
Name me the hero, and none other
Choose this moment here and now
Choose the path that keeps you living on
We bear a wish without a name
And pass it through the years
If prayers rise to distant skies
The contrail binds our stars;
Keep marching on through all the scars
Hear my lifeblood burn!
Same days keep slipping away
Only the minutes slide away
I did nothing real, only survived
This life is not my own now
I will make this life my own now
As the ancient heroes did
A small flicker in me
Keeps glowing low in my chest
It must be hope they left
Someone handed down to me
Please look at me—please laugh at me
I am still alive, remember me
I am weak and afraid
If prayer has no place to go
Let me be uncool then
Let them laugh at me then
I will take it all, and bear it—"this is me"
Time around me flows, I'm left in its mist
My existence almost missed
Friends have grown up
I mimic adulthood, every single day
The things I chased before, still live in my chest
I reach out, but they fade like haze
Like a young boy chasing contrails
I'm still reaching out, towards that dream
Not sure if I'll grasp it with this hand
But till I'm gone, I'll make my stand
It's my "Never-Ending Story"
Written by: Robert Legacy
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