Come Inside Before You Leave

experimental avant-garde free-jazz raw sentimental female vocals, slow experimental gamma pulsing Glitch Hop Avant-Garde Turntablism Stuttered slowBeats, Melodies Vinyl Scratches deep vinyl Bass, raw

March 29, 2025 at 8:39 PMv4

(verse)
(Instrumental intro)
The air grows restless,
 its breath slipping through unseen 
fractures,  reaching for what is not yet lost. 
Come inside before you leave.....
let me feel our love once more before I lose it.
(Instrumental Interlude)
The sky draws closer, 
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pressing its weight upon.... 
(Instrumental Interlude)
A shiver moves through the trees, a whisper in their bones. 
(Instrumental Interlude)Something stirs where nothing should.
(Instrumental Interlude)
The table yields its offerings, surrendering to the unseen hands that pull at things. 
Your black hair flares like a signal fire against a gathering tide. 
(Instrumental Interlude)
 Your fingers hover over absence, grasping at what is already elsewhere. 
(Instrumental Interlude)
Come inside. Step away from what unravels. Let the walls stand between us and the shifting breath of the sky. The house knows us still. The air inside is thick with what we have been.
 No need to speak of what waits beyond the door. 
(Instrumental Interlude)
...let us have a moment caught in the turning of the wind, holding its shape for just a little longer.
(Instrumental Interlude)
…let us steal a moment from the wind’s restless turning, as time falters.
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 Come inside before you leave.................................
let me feel our love once more before I lose it.
(End)

(End)

(verse) (Instrumental intro) The air grows restless, its breath slipping through unseen fractures, reaching for what is not yet lost. Come inside before you leave..... let me feel our love once more before I lose it. (Instrumental Interlude) The sky draws closer, (Instrumental Interlude) pressing its weight upon.... (Instrumental Interlude) A shiver moves through the trees, a whisper in their bones. (Instrumental Interlude)Something stirs where nothing should. (Instrumental Interlude) The table yields its offerings, surrendering to the unseen hands that pull at things. Your black hair flares like a signal fire against a gathering tide. (Instrumental Interlude) Your fingers hover over absence, grasping at what is already elsewhere. (Instrumental Interlude) Come inside. Step away from what unravels. Let the walls stand between us and the shifting breath of the sky. The house knows us still. The air inside is thick with what we have been. No need to speak of what waits beyond the door. (Instrumental Interlude) ...let us have a moment caught in the turning of the wind, holding its shape for just a little longer. (Instrumental Interlude) …let us steal a moment from the wind’s restless turning, as time falters. (instrumental interlude) Come inside before you leave................................. let me feel our love once more before I lose it. (End) (End)