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Frequency
House
Frequency 由 ANUR_AIGenMusic 于 2026年5月8日 发行,作为专辑“The Vortex”的一部分。
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发行日期2026年5月8日
唱片公司ANUR_AIGenMusic
语言English
旋律性
不插电
Valence
舞蹈性
能量
BPM123

制作

作曲和作词
Andreas Urban
Andreas Urban
词曲作者
制作和工程
Andreas Urban
Andreas Urban
工程师

歌词

I tune the dial, I scan the crowd
A million signals, none too loud
I found a face that felt like home
I reached my hand out, they were gone
Another frequency, another try
I speak my truth, they speak their lines
The conversation hits a wall
I'm screaming into nothing at all
Can you hear me
I'm right here
Can you feel me
I'm real here
The signal's strong but the line is dead
I'm sending words that go unsaid
Everyone's under glass tonight
I see their faces, read their lines
But when I reach, I hit the wall
Echoing in a hall of all
Frequency, I'm on the right wave
Frequency, but no one saves
A place for me inside their noise
I'm not the signal, I'm just the voice
Another message left unread
She liked my photo but not what I said
A misread tone, a joke gone wrong
I'm the only one who sings along
A laugh but not a happy one
I try again, a different room
The same bright faces, the same dull tunes
Everyone performing, no one being
I'm tired of making my own meaning
Can you see me
I've been here
Is there someone
Anyone
I don't need perfect, I need real
A crack in the glass, a wound that heals
Everyone's under glass tonight
I see their shapes through the digital light
I knock and knock, they don't hear the sound
I'm the ghost in the machine they found
Frequency, I found the right wave
Frequency, still no one saves
A place for me inside their noise
I'm not the signal, I'm just the voice
I stop reaching
I stop typing
I stop
And I look up
From a window above the street
I see them all, a group of seven
They sit in light from their devices
Not one speaks
Not one speaks
The coffee's cold, the night is warm
A thousand friends in digital form
But no one's home
No one is home, no one is home
I wasn't the broken frequency
I wasn't the broken frequency
The whole damn network is a mask
I can't find what I'm asking because
Nothing real is for sale
I wanted real but real is gone
I wanted warmth but warmth is a song
On a streaming service I don't own
I'm singing into the microphone
And no one, no one
Fine
Then fine
If digital is all there is
I'll take the comfort of the myth
A voice that answers when I speak
A warmth I'll never have to seek
It's not real
But nothing else is either
I stay tuned
In case someone calls my name
Written by: Andreas Urban
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