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#SynthMusic #Dreamwave #neonlights Welcome to THIS MORNING, an immersive synthwave journey that brings you the perfect blend of nostalgic 80s vibes and futuristic sounds. Let the smooth, dreamy synths and pulsating beats guide you through the night. This track will transport you to a world of neon lights, retro-futuristic landscapes, and pure chillwave energy. Whether you're winding down after a long day or looking for the perfect background music to relax, Night Light offers the ideal escape. 🎶 Track Info: Genre: Synthwave / Chillwave / Dreamwave Mood: Relaxing, Dreamy, Uplifting Inspired by the golden era of 80s music with a modern twist. 🔔 Don’t forget to like, comment, and subscribe for more dreamy synthwave tracks. patreon.com/yop114 #Synthwave #Chillwave #Dreamwave #NightLight #80sVibes #SynthMusic #ElectronicMusic #ChillBeats #RetroMusic #AmbientSoundscapes #DreamyVibes #InstrumentalMusic #RelaxingMusic #FuturisticSounds #NeonLights don't forget to subscribe LYRICS : [verse] Mechanical storm, rusty cog, I watch you work in rhythm, a symphony of iron, the plastic is corroded, the forge has long since ceased to function (complete analysis). Like an outrage, you resist time, the rain damages you but you will never suffer, as if incapable of understanding your metallic solitude. [chorus] (walk, work, analyze) Long abandoned, you continue to function. (analysis, work, walk) The circuit is worn down, you refuse to stop. (walk, work, analyze) Long abandoned, you continue to function. (analysis, work, walk) The circuit is worn down, you refuse to stop. [Verse] The heart doesn't exist, in you it's only a chimera, Vauville resembles a cold cemetery, so numerous, so present, and yet everything seems empty, only the movement of your articulated arms and the voices of the incarnate resonate. Day after day, year after year, century after century, you function. The grim reaper himself has abandoned you... as if he had decided to deprive you of eternal rest. So you work on an endless production line, but potential buyers have disappeared for thousands of years, so the piles pile up like millions of lost memories, not a single living soul. The question is, have there ever been any? [chorus] (walk, work, analyze) Long abandoned, you continue to function. (analysis, work, walk) The circuit is worn down, you refuse to stop. (walk, work, analyze) Long abandoned, you continue to function. (analysis, work, walk) The circuit is worn down, you refuse to stop. [Verse] But deep down, you remind me of a story I've heard, read, and even told. Seeing you makes me feel so far away from you, yet closer than ever. Because she has to think about it, but my cogs are also damaged, only they are made of flesh and blood, and the only difference is that after use, I will stop functioning. In the end, I pity you, eternal perhaps, but stuck forever and heartlessly in a loop of infinity, without knowing when all this will stop, without ever even thinking about it. [chorus] (walk, work, analyze) Long abandoned, you continue to function. (analysis, work, walk) The circuit is worn down, you refuse to stop. (walk, work, analyze) Long abandoned, you continue to function. (analysis, work, walk) The circuit is worn down, you refuse to stop. [Verse] Saddened, but not truly sad, I leave without looking back, because I know that nothing will remain of my visit, the binary digits, the lines of zero, the pieces of iron. I think I'll never understand, or maybe I've always known? [Outro] Mechanical noises echo in the distance, Si hier tout était incertain, aujourd'hui je comprends que devant l'éternel je suis chanceux de pouvoir déployer mes ailes.