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Not Quite Done

Smokey the Cat
A progressive folk-rock track with expressive Female vocals, layered harmonies, and non-standard structure, Acoustic guitar leads with upright bass, brushed or rim-click drums, Rhodes piano, and clarinet for melodic counterpoint, Rhythms should be irregular (5/4, 6/8+2/4, 7/8) with syncopated phrasing, Do not over-resolve harmonically—avoid predictable cadences, Let tension hang, Melody and harmony should feel exploratory, not confined to major key resolutions, Vocal delivery should be natural, with sparse falsetto, audible breath, and slightly off-kilter phrasing, Include short, syncopated “mmh” or “ooh” breaks between lyrical sections, The mood is reflective, poetic, and slightly unhinged, Avoid full cadence or “resolved” harmony endings, Let phrases end slightly open or suspended, matching the lyrical ambiguity
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✧✦═══⊰ - ⊱═══ ✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧ 🎶 Wir haben eine Deutsche Community für Suno Artisten aufgebaut. 🎶 Wir sind die StorytellerZ und Du findest uns im Discord unter: 👉 https://discord.gg/pXKrJtmAe7 ✧✦═══⊰ - ⊱═══ ✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧✦ ✦✧✦ ═══⊰ - ⊱═══✦✧ ************************************************************************** ************************Lyrics by @smokey_the_cat*********************** ************************************************************************** Almost wrote another song Got caught between imposter syndrome And another thought Followed by Paralysis When all I need is a safe zone It's one of those days When I wanna find a rabbit hole I haven't been down yet An exit that isn't one Just a room to place the gloom Before I guide an' slide Nearly relieved an' never at peace Always not quite done Almost too narrow in here But then again it keeps the echo near My chaos sticks To the wall while I crawl An' all I want is to lose that fear It's one of those days When I need to fall off the map To somewhere I ain't been yet An escape that isn't one Just a place to meet offbeat Before I riot in the quiet Nearly sated and never calm Always not quite done I keep this wooden box For all my 'nearlys' and 'maybes' Before they go sour in my mind They debate how to label rocks And if roses are smarter than daisies No idea can be left behind Almost lost one once But I found it in time following breadcrumbs Impulsive, they jump Around, out of bounds All they want is to learn what to become A finish line that isn't one Just a brief stay on the way Before it pushes me on like a pawn A moment of clarity and never full insight Always not quite done It's one of those days When I need to jump in at the deep end So I can invent another new way to drown