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Driftations | AI Acoustic Song for Those Who Don’t Belong

Driftations is an AI-generated acoustic song about drifting thoughts, imagined worlds, and the quiet feeling of not quite belonging. This track is for late nights, headphones on, lights low - for anyone who feels more at home in their inner world than in the one around them. Minimal acoustic textures, half-time pacing, and a melancholic atmosphere designed to be felt rather than explained. Created with AI, guided by emotion. 🌙 Moonroom AI music for those who don’t belong. --- Lyrics: I keep a quiet life, like a coat that doesn’t fit. Buttons hold it together, but it pulls at every rib. Morning in the kitchen, same cup, same little steam, and I’m smiling like I mean it while I’m slipping into dreams. There’s a door behind my eyes, always half-open at night. I don’t walk through it loudly, I just fade into the light. Driftations, take me back, to the place I almost knew. To a sky that feels like language, to a world that feels like true. ’Cause I don’t belong in numbers, I don’t belong in noise— I belong in the in-between where the stars still have a voice. They say “You’re doing fine,” like that ends the conversation. But my heart keeps translating everything into distance. I watch someone laugh so easy, like it’s simple to stay warm, and I practice being daylight while a storm becomes my form. I’m not angry, I’m not cold, I’m just far in my own skin. Like my name was meant for somewhere I have never stepped within. Driftations, take me back, to the place I almost knew. To a sky that feels like language, to a world that feels like true. ’Cause I don’t belong in numbers, I don’t belong in noise— I belong in the in-between where the stars still have a voice. If home is a feeling, mine keeps moving. If love is a tether, mine keeps loosening. I tried to stay grateful, I tried to stay “here,” but the truest part of me only breathes when it disappears. Driftations, take me back, to the place I almost knew. To a sky that feels like language, to a world that feels like true. ’Cause I don’t belong in numbers, I don’t belong in noise— I belong in the in-between where the stars still have a voice. Driftations… don’t leave me here. Driftations… make it clear.