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The dreams I left behind

Neo-Prog Rock, Cinematic, Ambient, Glam Rock, Art Rock

July 1, 2025 at 9:05 PMv4.5

[Intro: Soft ambient synth swell, clean arpeggiated guitar fades in with distant reverb]

[Verse 1]
I read some ancient words, their meaning lost in flame,
They echoed through the dusk, then vanished all the same.
A light once held with care now trembles in the night,
I reach for fading warmth, but cannot speak its name.

[Verse 2]
I found a strange relief in watching embers fall,
A quiet thrill that lingers past the wall.
The tide pulls back and leaves a shadow in its place,
I drift along the hush that covers all.

[Pre-Chorus: Subtle synth pads rise under vocal, slow build with tom-driven rhythm]
The fire in me sleeps; it barely knows my face,
I gather up the silence, close as lace.
My neighbor’s window glows, then fades into the mist,
This quiet seems to hold a kind of grace.

[Chorus: Expansive vocal harmonies, layered synth swells, soaring guitar textures]
A breath of thought passed through, so delicate, so slight,
It spoke of things once lost to colder light.
And though I stand alone beneath this moonless sky,
The dreams I left behind still burn, still try.
(The dreams I left behind still burn, still try).

[Break: Instrumental interlude – descending synth motif with tremolo guitar and sparse drums]

[Verse 3: Re-introduction of clean guitar arpeggio, vocals intimate and reflective]
The years have dulled the edge of what I used to know,
But something deep remains beneath the snow.
It hums beneath the ache, a pulse beneath the stone,
A spark too soft to burn, yet still aglow.

[Pre-Chorus – var.: Synth bass pulses, echo guitar accents, ambient textures deepen]
You see it in the pause, when all the world goes still,
That hush before the dark begins to spill.
It’s not a song, but something closer to a breath,
The part of us no sorrow yet can kill.

[Instrumental Solo: Gilmour-esque sustained lead guitar with synth pad background and slow cymbal swells]

[Chorus — Reprise/Extended: Lush harmonic layering, full rhythm section, dramatic progression]
A breath of thought passed through, so delicate, so slight,
It spoke of things once lost to colder light.
And though the night may steal what light remains in me,
There’s something I still hold — unseen, but free.
The dreams I left behind still burn, still try.
(The dreams I left behind still burn, still try.)

2297 / 7500

[Intro: Soft ambient synth swell, clean arpeggiated guitar fades in with distant reverb] [Verse 1] I read some ancient words, their meaning lost in flame, They echoed through the dusk, then vanished all the same. A light once held with care now trembles in the night, I reach for fading warmth, but cannot speak its name. [Verse 2] I found a strange relief in watching embers fall, A quiet thrill that lingers past the wall. The tide pulls back and leaves a shadow in its place, I drift along the hush that covers all. [Pre-Chorus: Subtle synth pads rise under vocal, slow build with tom-driven rhythm] The fire in me sleeps; it barely knows my face, I gather up the silence, close as lace. My neighbor’s window glows, then fades into the mist, This quiet seems to hold a kind of grace. [Chorus: Expansive vocal harmonies, layered synth swells, soaring guitar textures] A breath of thought passed through, so delicate, so slight, It spoke of things once lost to colder light. And though I stand alone beneath this moonless sky, The dreams I left behind still burn, still try. (The dreams I left behind still burn, still try). [Break: Instrumental interlude – descending synth motif with tremolo guitar and sparse drums] [Verse 3: Re-introduction of clean guitar arpeggio, vocals intimate and reflective] The years have dulled the edge of what I used to know, But something deep remains beneath the snow. It hums beneath the ache, a pulse beneath the stone, A spark too soft to burn, yet still aglow. [Pre-Chorus – var.: Synth bass pulses, echo guitar accents, ambient textures deepen] You see it in the pause, when all the world goes still, That hush before the dark begins to spill. It’s not a song, but something closer to a breath, The part of us no sorrow yet can kill. [Instrumental Solo: Gilmour-esque sustained lead guitar with synth pad background and slow cymbal swells] [Chorus — Reprise/Extended: Lush harmonic layering, full rhythm section, dramatic progression] A breath of thought passed through, so delicate, so slight, It spoke of things once lost to colder light. And though the night may steal what light remains in me, There’s something I still hold — unseen, but free. The dreams I left behind still burn, still try. (The dreams I left behind still burn, still try.)