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My Dreams Keep Expiring | Fifty Minutes, Again |

Fifty minutes. Over hills, through the valleys. Still here. A quiet indie song about distance, small towns, and the things we keep postponing. 🎹 Lyrics Fifty minutes on the way home. My mind starts to drift. A big city sketched inside my head. A new apartment with clean lines. A glass high-rise, like I belong. A blazer I don’t feel stuck in. Fifty minutes, again. Same old fantasy. Same road. Same exit. My dreams keep passing their expiration date. I’m still here. Where Applebee’s is the best we’ve got. “Free Hot Tub” motel signs buzzing in the dark. Where - did it - go wrong? I’m still here. Fifty minutes, again. Same old fantasy. Same road. Same exit. My dreams keep passing their expiration date. Fifty minutes. Again. #indiesong #quietindie #originalmusic #bedroomindie #indieartist ☁️ Daily emotions, turned into songs.☁️ Korean lyrics, concept, and illustrations by Amoeba. Music created using AI. English translations assisted by AI and refined by hand.© 2026 Amoeba. All rights reserved. *A gentle corner where everyday life meets music.*