Tideland Signal
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112 BPM, D minor, experimental electronic/art pop for soft, breathy layered female vocals with sudden close-mic spoken word asides and warped harmony shifts. Core instrumentation: warped Buchla modular synth textures, granular-processed glass percussion samples, asymmetrical polyrhythmic IDM drum programming, throbbing rounded sub-bass, chopped snippets of 1960s lounge vocal samples stretched into uncanny pads. Mood: soft, disoriented, quietly melancholic, leaning into gentle futuristic uncanniness. Narrative follows a narrator wandering a half-abandoned 2090s coastal retail arcade at high tide, where glitching hologram store displays spill half-remembered personal memories onto salt-damp tiled walkways, blurring the line between simulated ad copy and real forgotten longing.
歌词
[Intro] [Verse] Salt on the glass Watch the years pass Blue light in the tide Nowhere left to hide (Spoken: The scanner didn't recognize my face today) Water hits the tile Walk another mile Echoes in the hall Shadows start to crawl [Pre-Chorus] Neon signs flicker low Where did the people go? Memory on the screen Something I have seen In a dream Or a digital beam [Chorus] High tide in the hall Shadows on the wall Is it real or just a play? Wash the ghost away Digital skin Where do I begin? To feel the cold Before I get old [Post-Chorus] Salt damp, cold lamp Data cramp, heart stamp Salt damp, cold lamp Data cramp, heart stamp [Verse] Buy a brand new dream Bursting at the seam Hologram of your smile Stored in a dusty file (Spoken: Discounted longing. Fifty percent off tonight) Static in the air Do you even care? Ad copy in my head Words that you once said [Drop] [Bridge] The sixty-six choir sings Broken plastic rings Ocean in the vent Money already spent I am just a trace In a dying place Losing my grace In this empty space [Breakdown] Breathe in the brine Everything is fine Breathe out the code End of the road (Spoken: System failure. Please exit through the gift shop) [Chorus] High tide in the hall Shadows on the wall Is it real or just a play? Wash the ghost away Digital skin Where do I begin? To feel the cold Before I get old [Hook] It is all blurred Not a single word It is all blurred Not a single word [Outro]
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