Tunnel Vision Blues

postpunk, synthwave, melancholy, goth, 1980's, coldwave, mid to fast tempo, strong clear vocals, heartfelt vocals, building intensity, despair

(Verse 1)
The curtains stay drawn tightly, a blanket of the gloom,
There’s a silence in the hallway, an emptiness in this room.
I keep waiting for the sunlight, a sign to lift my head,
But the hours blur together, I’m an anchor in my bed.
The phone keeps ringing softly, I just watch the screen go black,
No energy for comfort, no will to call them back.
(Verse 2)
My thoughts are heavy boulders, they pin me to the floor,
Reciting ancient failures, and begging for some more.
I try to find the person I used to recognize inside,
But she's a faded photo, a place where spirits hide.
The simplest task is monumental, a mountain I can’t climb,
Lost in the gray division of space and stagnant time.
(Chorus)
I'm trapped in tunnel vision blues, the walls are closing in,
I can’t find the map to where I started, or where to begin.
The road signs are all missing, the path is overgrown,
Just an endless, aching darkness, where I’m utterly alone.
I can hear the outside world, the laughter and the cheer,
But the distance is a chasm, fueled by an icy fear.
(Bridge)
If I take one step, will the ground give way?
Will I sink further down and never see the day?
I just need a handhold, a whisper or a thread,
To pull me through the current, out of my own head.
(Verse 3)
They say "It's just a phase," or "Pull yourself up now,"
They don't know the gravity, the way my spirit bows.
This isn't sadness, darling, it's the absence of all feeling,
A broken, muted melody with nowhere left for healing.
I stare out at the window, at the trees that stand so tall,
And wonder how they manage not to fall, not to fall.
(Verse 4)
I search for a direction, a flicker of the spark,
A compass needle pointing, to guide me from the dark.
But every signpost is confusing, every light a distant star,
I don't know who I am anymore, or how I even got this far.
I just want the heavy pressure lifted from my weary chest,
To finally breathe a breath of air and put my soul to rest—
Not sleep, but peace, a quiet calm that fills the growing night.
(Chorus)
I'm trapped in tunnel vision blues, the walls are closing in,
I can’t find the map to where I started, or where to begin.
The road signs are all missing, the path is overgrown,
Just an endless, aching darkness, where I’m utterly alone.
I can hear the outside world, the laughter and the cheer,
But the distance is a chasm, fueled by an icy fear.
(Bridge)
If I take one step, will the ground give way?
Will I sink further down and never see the day?
I just need a handhold, a whisper or a thread,
To pull me through the current, out of my own head.
(Outro)
Tunnel vision blues... just keep breathing...
One more hour... one small beginning...

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(Verse 1) The curtains stay drawn tightly, a blanket of the gloom, There’s a silence in the hallway, an emptiness in this room. I keep waiting for the sunlight, a sign to lift my head, But the hours blur together, I’m an anchor in my bed. The phone keeps ringing softly, I just watch the screen go black, No energy for comfort, no will to call them back. (Verse 2) My thoughts are heavy boulders, they pin me to the floor, Reciting ancient failures, and begging for some more. I try to find the person I used to recognize inside, But she's a faded photo, a place where spirits hide. The simplest task is monumental, a mountain I can’t climb, Lost in the gray division of space and stagnant time. (Chorus) I'm trapped in tunnel vision blues, the walls are closing in, I can’t find the map to where I started, or where to begin. The road signs are all missing, the path is overgrown, Just an endless, aching darkness, where I’m utterly alone. I can hear the outside world, the laughter and the cheer, But the distance is a chasm, fueled by an icy fear. (Bridge) If I take one step, will the ground give way? Will I sink further down and never see the day? I just need a handhold, a whisper or a thread, To pull me through the current, out of my own head. (Verse 3) They say "It's just a phase," or "Pull yourself up now," They don't know the gravity, the way my spirit bows. This isn't sadness, darling, it's the absence of all feeling, A broken, muted melody with nowhere left for healing. I stare out at the window, at the trees that stand so tall, And wonder how they manage not to fall, not to fall. (Verse 4) I search for a direction, a flicker of the spark, A compass needle pointing, to guide me from the dark. But every signpost is confusing, every light a distant star, I don't know who I am anymore, or how I even got this far. I just want the heavy pressure lifted from my weary chest, To finally breathe a breath of air and put my soul to rest— Not sleep, but peace, a quiet calm that fills the growing night. (Chorus) I'm trapped in tunnel vision blues, the walls are closing in, I can’t find the map to where I started, or where to begin. The road signs are all missing, the path is overgrown, Just an endless, aching darkness, where I’m utterly alone. I can hear the outside world, the laughter and the cheer, But the distance is a chasm, fueled by an icy fear. (Bridge) If I take one step, will the ground give way? Will I sink further down and never see the day? I just need a handhold, a whisper or a thread, To pull me through the current, out of my own head. (Outro) Tunnel vision blues... just keep breathing... One more hour... one small beginning...

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