Floating Treetops

[Intro — hazy ambience, vinyl crackle, distant pads, no drums, no bass, dreamy and weightless] [Verse 1 — beatless, trippy, floating] I’ve been wanderin’ far, Far away again from wherever memories are. Who’s that rustlin’ in the dark? Footsteps echo through the stars. [Pre‑Groove — soft Rhodes swell, faint textures rising] [Verse 2 — beatless, trippy, floating] I’ve been wanderin’ blind, Blind enough to lose the trail I meant to find. Shadows shift and sway, Like they’re movin’ just to lead my steps astray. [Chorus — still minimal, light percussion only] I’m hopin’ to see, I’m hopin’ to see the plains, I’m hopin’ to see the place I slept that night when the world felt tame. I’m hopin’ to see, I’m hopin’ to see the signs, I’m hopin’ to see the path I lost somewhere between the pines. [Beat Drop — dusty breakbeat enters, melodic bass hook starts, warm Rhodes + noir pads] [Verse 3 — full trip‑hop groove] The sunrise paints the floor, But I’ve seen this ridge a thousand times before. Floatin’ treetops hang Like a message in the leaves I can’t ignore. [Chorus — full groove, bass hook prominent] I’m hopin’ to see, I’m hopin’ to see the plains, I’m hopin’ to see the place I slept that night when the world felt tame. I’m hopin’ to see, I’m hopin’ to see the signs, I’m hopin’ to see the path I lost somewhere between the pines. [Instrumental — smoky trip‑hop break, bass hook forward, vinyl‑crackle drums, noir strings drifting, chopped textures, cinematic tension building] [Verse 4 — groove softens, more atmospheric] Ethereal—what is real? Landmarks vanish every hill. Am I circlin’ back or movin’ still? Is the rising sun the only guide I feel? [Chorus] I’m hopin’ to see the plains, I’m hopin’ to see the place I slept that night when the world felt tame. I’m hopin’ to see, I’m hopin’ to see the signs, I’m hopin’ to see the path I lost somewhere between the pines. [Instrumental] [Chorus — full groove, bass hook prominent] I’m hopin’ to see, I’m hopin’ to see the plains, I’m hopin’ to see the place I slept that night when the world felt tame. I’m hopin’ to see, I’m hopin’ to see the signs, I’m hopin’ to see the path I lost somewhere between the pines. [Chorus — final, warm, melancholic, bass hook steady] I’m hopin’ to see, I’m hopin’ to see the plains, I’m hopin’ to see the place I built that night when the world felt sane. I’m hopin’ to see, I’m hopin’ to see the signs, I’m hopin’ to see the home I lost between the pines. [Outro — fading Rhodes, soft bass echo, distant pads dissolving, vinyl crackle drifting away] Note: This is an early Suno demo version. The official album version has updated copyrighted lyrics and additional production: https://budmaniak.com/