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Mystery-Introduction: First Contact (To be continued?)

👉 Thanks for listening. If you’d like to hear more, feel free to like and subscribe. 👉 Αν το τραγούδι σας άγγιξε, ένα like ή ένα subscribe είναι ευπρόσδεκτο. ----------------- Under the pale glow of a streetlight, where nothing is ever quite what it seems, a figure appears, bowler hat tilted, glasses hiding more than they reveal. This is not just a song. It’s an atmosphere. A slow walk through rain-soaked streets, whispered codes, and glances that last one second too long. Every shadow breathes. Every silence carries intent. “Mystery – Introduction: First Contact” opens a door… but it doesn’t close it. In this world, nothing is random. This may only be the beginning. Stay tuned. The story might continue… ----------------- Mystery-Introduction: First Contact (To Be Continued?) [Verse 1] A man with a bowler hat tilted just right Long coat and a cane in the pale streetlight Carved from a mold that the night designed With a stubborn jaw and a watchful mind [Verse 2] Black-rimmed glasses, he wears them all day Midnight or noon, they’re never away Vest and trousers with cuffs so wide A boxer’s stride he cannot hide [Verse 3] He wanders the morning, he prowls the night I catch him watching me out of sight Through shaded lenses he scans the scene Calm and collected, cold and keen [Verse 4] An agent perhaps, or a private eye Like Philip Marlowe passing by Or Sam Spade in a smoky room With love and crime and certain doom [Chorus 1] Shadows in alleys, lips sealed tight Someone is staring but stays out of sight Every corner guards a secret untold And the mystery lives, breathing bold [Verse 5] Saturday night and he’s back again Standing alone in the pouring rain I move in closer to break the spell To solve the riddle, catch the net [Verse 6] He spots me quickly, gives a sign Drops a paper like a silent line Turns his collar against the breeze And disappears with practiced ease [Verse 7] I stand there frozen, what’s my move? I’ve come too far, I’ve got to move I look around, the street is bare I pick it up with cautious care [Verse 8] The words inside blur in my head Not what I feared, not what I bet A deeper current starts to flow I leave at once, it’s best to go [Chorus 2] Everything moves with a hidden aim Nothing is random, nothing’s a game Every silence speaks in code In secret scripts the truth is showed [Outro] Everything moves with a hidden aim Nothing is random, nothing’s a game Every silence speaks in code In secret scripts the truth is showed ----------------- © 2026 Άγγελος Κ. – Με την επιφύλαξη παντός δικαιώματος. Οι στίχοι αποτελούν πρωτότυπη δημιουργία του δημιουργού. Η μουσική δημιουργήθηκε με τη βοήθεια εργαλείων ΤΝ, υπό την καλλιτεχνική καθοδήγησή του. Απαγορεύεται η μη εξουσιοδοτημένη αντιγραφή, αναπαραγωγή, διανομή ή δημόσια εκτέλεση. Επικοινωνία: adkmsc8@gmail.com © 2026 Angelos K. – All rights reserved. Lyrics are original work by the author. Music composed with the assistance of AI tools under the author’s creative direction. Unauthorised reproduction, distribution, or public performance is prohibited. Contact: adkmsc8@gmail.com #music #jazz #rock #ai