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Same Old Sun (ReMix)

GRooVeMaKeRs
Hypnotic trip-pop/trip-hop around 92 BPM, Smoky European female vocal, intimate, restrained, conversational, slightly weary; never generic pop belting, Deep melodic dub bass and tight human drums drive everything: dry snare, ghost notes, degraded keys, clipped guitar, tape wear and unstable stereo delays, Begin sparse and circular; repetition IS the composition, Each repeated phrase subtly changes through timing, layering, filtering or displacement, “Future / future / future / past” grows rhythmic and compulsive, “Keep running / come in last” pushes forward while the groove pulls backward, Layer distant vocal doubles until past and present seem simultaneous, Let the chaotic instrumental genuinely destabilize, then recover the pulse without triumph, Catchy, dark, physical, melancholy, Final repetitions strip away to one isolated “Repetition, ” Abrupt end

[LONG INSTRUMENTAL OPENING — sparse circular groove, repeat until hypnotic] [DISTANT VOICES ENTER ONE AT A TIME] Repetition Repetition Repetition Repetition— A million times I've seen this day and mindless repetition seems the only way [INSTRUMENTAL — opening cycle continues, slightly changed] Same old sun [INSTRUMENTAL — opening cycle continues, slightly changed] Same old sun Same old— same old— sun [VERSE] Wake beneath it walk beneath it wear another yesterday Count the hours lose the hours watch them eating names away A million mornings without arrival A million endings without goodbye Somehow my life's been gone somehow somehow [BUILD — groove begins pushing forward] And I'll keep running to come in last Keep running Keep running Come in last My future's coming very fast [RHYTHMIC BREAK — VOCALS BECOME PERCUSSION] Future future future past Future future future past [SECOND VOICE BEGINS OFFSET] Future future future past [DISTANT VOCAL] My legs are burning from the run [OVERLAPPING DELAYS] From the run from the run from the— run— [MAIN VOCAL RETURNS THROUGH THE NOISE] A million miles under the same old sun [SPIRAL — LAYERS ACCUMULATE] Repetition repetition repetition repetition [SECOND LAYER] A million times a million miles A million times a million miles same old sun [MAIN VOCAL ABOVE ALL LAYERS] I run toward tomorrow while tomorrow runs behind I leave myself ahead of me and meet me every time [SPIRAL — LAYERS ACCUMULATE] Repetition repetition repetition repetition [BREAK — NEAR SILENCE] Seems the only way [EXTENDED INSTRUMENTAL — REBUILD FROM FRAGMENTS] [RETURN — FAMILIAR BUT WORN DOWN] A million times I've seen this day and mindless repetition seems the only way [RETURN — FAMILIAR BUT WORN DOWN] A million times I've seen this day and mindless repetition seems the only way A million times under the same old sun Somehow my life's been gone I'll keep running to come in last but my future's coming very fast And my legs are burning from the run A million miles under the same old sun [OPENING FIGURE RETURNS — STRIP AWAY ONE ELEMENT EACH CYCLE] [OVERLAPPING VOCALS] A million times a million miles A million times a million miles A million times a million miles [ONE VOICE] Repetition [ANOTHER CYCLE — FEWER INSTRUMENTS] Repetition [SPIRAL — LAYERS ACCUMULATE] Repetition repetition repetition repetition A million times a million miles [ONE VOICE] Repetition A million times I've seen this day and mindless repetition seems the only way A million times I've seen this day and mindless repetition seems the only way [INSTRUMENTAL — opening cycle continues, slightly changed] Same old sun Same