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In The Vast Past

by Lord Nap

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1.
In the quiet dawn, where shadows meet, Whispers of the night, in the morning light. A canvas painted with hues so sweet, Dreams fading softly, as we take the street. Oh, the morning light, a gentle face, Leaving no trace. Chasing away the darkness, A symphony of colors, a day, new day's birth, In the tender glow, we find our worth. The world awakes, Silent promises, as the morning breaks. Oh, the morning light, the promises anew, Oh, the morning light, the promises anew. With every sunrise, a chance to restart, In the morning light, we find our heart. Time unfolds in this enchanted space, A fleeting embrace. Whispers of dreams, like a gentle stream, In the morning light, where the memories gleam. Oh, the morning light, a promise anew, Awakening dreams, both old and true. Underneath the canvas of endless sky, In the morning light, we learn to fly. As daylight surrenders to the twilight's call, We'll cherish the echoes of morning's thrall. In the quiet dawn, where shadows take flight, We'll remember the magic of the morning light. Oh, the morning light, the promises anew, Awakening dreams, both old and true. Underneath the canvas of endless sky, In the morning light, we learn to fly.
2.
Echoes of yesteryears, a silent urge, In the rhythm of memories, we emerge. Footprints in time, whispers so far, The past enlarged. Fast-paced beats in the dance of the recall, Every heartbeat echoes, as we fall. Lost in moments, nostalgic spree, Setting us free. Oh, the tempo of the days gone by, In the retrospective charge, we'll fly. Enormous journey through time. A melody crafted from moments lived, In the symphony of life, we recieve. The tempo quickens, memories thrive, In the retrospective charge, we revive. Drumbeats clear, strings of cheers, A retrospective charge, erasing fears. Chasing shadows, feeling the bliss. Echoes of yesteryears, a silent urge, In the rhythm of memories, we emerge. Footprints in time, whispers so far. Fast-paced beats in the dance of the recall, Every heartbeat echoes, as we fall. Lost in moments, nostalgic spree, (Retrospective charge) Setting us free. Oh, the tempo of the days gone by, In the retrospective charge, we'll fly.
3.
Dragonfly 06:04
Truth came to those who won the right, And stayed alive through the dark night. Taken forever, leading in charge, I use the charm of sound. Chanted like a cosmic dream, We're here riding a dragonfly seeming alive, in gleam, Focused, trained in the sky. A dragon-like figure orbiting the night, Chanted like a cosmic dream, alive in gleam. Inteligence in a constant now, The artificial brain working, But I don't know how? I don't know how. Before the wings touch the clouds, I'd like to have everyone around. With missing pieces lying in the sound, The beauty's bussines is uncovering the crown. With my own mind, I travel through the blind. Truth came to those who won the right, And stayed alive through the dark night. A dragon-like figure orbiting the night, Chanted like a cosmic dream, alive in gleam. Truth came to those who won the right, And stayed alive through the dark night. A dragon-like figure orbiting the night, Chanted like a cosmic dream, alive in gleam. Chanted like a cosmic dream, We're riding a dragonfly, alive in gleam. Focused, trained in the sky, A dragon-like figure orbiting the night.
4.
The Grid 07:17
Binary whispers, secrets unfold, Synthetic dreams on the data road. Riding the wavelengths, chasing the light, Digital dreams, where reality takes flight. Welcome to The Grid, where tomorrow's whisper rise, Pixelated dreamscape, where neon memories disguise. Pulsating, the rhythm machine's grace, In this synthwave saga, the future embrace. Through the pixel skies, we soar on the code, A city of data, in the midnight abode. Virtually alive, in the pixel sea's tide, The Grid unfolds, where dreams, dreams reside. Magnetic currents guide our endeavor, In the cyber twilight, we dance forever. Analog hearts in a digital tide, In the ocean, where dreams coincide. Through the pixel skies, we soar on the code, A city of data, in the midnight abode. Virtually alive, in the pixel sea's tide, The Grid unfolds, where dreams, dreams reside. Android dreams in the nice trance, On the circuit board we find our chance. Binary language scripting our fate, In the grid where feelings activate. Pulse of energy in every beat, In The Grid, where future paths meet, paths meet. Welcome to The Grid, where tomorrow's whispers resound, Pixel hues dance, dreams and circuits abound. Machine rhythm, and gleam, In this synthwave song where future redeem. Where future redeem. In the city's heartbeat, where shadows move, Cyberpulse rhythm, in the neon move. Circuits glowing, through the urban sprawl, In the grid's embrace, where futures enthrall. In the city's heartbeat, where shadows move, Cyberpulse rhythm, in the neon move. Circuits glowing, through the urban sprawl, In the grid's embrace, where futures enthrall.
5.
Beneath the moonlit plane, in the cosmic ballet, Stars shimmer above, spinning tales of astral play. At so exactly beats, in the rhythm of the night, A celestial dance, where dreams ignite. Above, stars shine, in the cosmic choir, Guiding us through galaxies, in eternal fire. A groove in the vast, Beneath starry tapestries, our spirits cast. In constellations. A rhythm pulsating, in the night's refrain, where dreams sustain. Above, stars shine, in the cosmic choir, Guiding us through the galaxies, in eternal fire. A groove in the vast, past. Beneath starry tapestries, our spirits cast. Vast. A groove in the vast, past. Rhythmic pulsars leading, in the celestial dance. Beneath the heavens, where mysteries unfold, the universe untold. Uuuuu, uuuuu. Eternal fire. A groove in the vast, past. Beneath starry tapestries, our spirits cast. Vast. A groove in the vast, past. Beneath the moonlit plane, in the cosmic ballet, Stars shimmer above, spinning tales of astral play. Beneath the moonlit plane, in the cosmic ballet, Stars shimmer above, spinning tales of astral play.
6.
Hey! 02:51
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7.
In kaleidoscopic eyes, colors swirl and scream, Lost in a neon space, chasing shadows it seems. Sweet illusion, a carnival of confusion, Riding waves of psychedelic fusion. Echoes of the mind, melodies entwine, In your kaleidoscopic eyes. Kaleidoscopic eyes. Oh the skies, dizzy highs, In entranced state, where reality defies. Mind surfing on waves of sound, in a cosmic playground, Your eyes are mine in the mind Surrender the rhythm, lose yourself within. Mind surfing on waves of sound, in a cosmic playground, Your eyes are mine in the mind, Your eyes are mine in the mind.
8.
Reflections 03:14
Shadows dance upon the wall, Whispers of forgotten dreams, A mirror to the past, where echoes softly speak, Lost in contemplation, emotions at their peak. Reflections of yesterdays like diamond stream. Every moment carved in time, a fragment of a dream. in the dance of fate, Through the rhythm of the heartbeat, We're writing our own story down, In the book of love and hate. Footprints on the sands of time, whispers in the wind, Colors, where ends begin. We're sailing on the river, where memories gently flow, In the tapestry of moments, our reflections start to glow. Shadows dance upon the wall, Whispers of forgotten dreams, A mirror to the past, where echoes softly speak, Lost in contemplation, emotions at their peak. Reflections of yesterdays like diamond stream.
9.
Imagination 02:24
In a world where dreams wear colors unseen, Imagination blooms. Midnight symphonies, where we all dream, Whispers of fantasy. Beyond the edges of reality's frame, In the gallery of thoughts, no two are the same. Imagination, a canvas behold, Where the mind takes flight in a limitless world. In the rhythm of echoes, where ideas collide, New horizons with the wings of the mind. A symphony of what-ifs, a dance of the absurd, In the playground of wonder, where laughter is heard. Thoughts like fireflies, lighting up the night, A voyage through the realms, where day blends with night.

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released December 1, 2023

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Lord Nap Ljubljana, Slovenia

Andrej Jesenovec, born in July 1995 - producer/singer/songwriter/guitarist/visual artist from Ljubljana / Slovenia.

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