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Rules of Gravity - reNEW WAVEs A song about the silent contracts we sign with life and the heavy pull of routine. "Rules of Gravity" explores the feeling of acceptance when the wild battles are over. Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-it/trac... 🎧 About this track: Genre: Synth Pop / Dark Wave Vibe: Melancholic, Reflective, Electronic Sounds like: Depeche Mode, Tears for Fears, 80s Underground. 📜 Lyrics: Rules of Gravity The ledger of the morning, it is already full, The ink is thick with must-dos, a heavy, constant pull. It isn't made of passion, just the volume of a tale that's often told. The deck is laden, the vessel sits down low, the only way to go. The weight is not a villain, it’s a necessary trade, A silent pact that is signed, a contract that is made. He trades the hour of sunlight for the friction and the heat, The small, bright loves are waiting, on a dusty, upper street. They’re not forgotten, merely filed beneath the known distress, The tax paid to the structure to have slightly something less. The brushes on the easel have hardened into stone, The trekking boots are quiet, they walk the paths alone. These interests, like small coins, are tucked away for thrift, Reserved for the next season, a hypothetical gift. They gather the clean dust of simple, suspended wait, He knows the rules of gravity, he knows the current rate. There is no dramatic battle, no fury and no plea, It’s just the quiet function of the way it came to be. He is the weary keeper of the things that were declined. A knowing, distant smile for the absurdity of this. He checks the final item and closes the heavy book. The bright things are still waiting. He did not need to look. The cargo’s still aboard him. He’ll find a minute tomorrow. Maybe next year. Prod: reNEW WAVEs Transparency Notice: Concept & Lyrics by reNEW WAVEs, AI Assisted Production.