Fading stars

Song Created By @Truly With AI Singing

音乐音频

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Fading stars
created by Truly
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Fading stars
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音乐详情

歌词文本

Verse 1:
C
I’m floating in the quiet of this room,
G
Where your absence fills the space like fumes,
Am
I still hear you calling out my name,
F
But something’s in the way, it’s never the same.
Pre-Chorus 1:
C
They don’t get it, they can’t see the way,
G
But I’d fight for you if they’d let me say,
Am
I reach for you, but the distance stays,
F
Caught between what’s real and their gaze.
Chorus:
C
The stars we chased, they slip away,
G
Caught in the silence, where we can’t stay,
Am
I hold your touch, but you’re not near,
F
A love that lingers, but still disappears.
Verse 2:
C
I still remember the way we’d laugh,
G
Talking all night, never looking back,
Am
But now the weight of it all pulls us down,
F
We’re still here, but we’re lost in this town.
Pre-Chorus 2:
C
I still think about the way you’d smile,
G
How we’d be free, if just for a while,
Am
Now those moments slip away,
F
Like stars that burn, but cannot stay.
Chorus:
C
The stars we chased, they slip away,
G
Caught in the silence, where we can’t stay,
Am
I hold your touch, but you’re not near,
F
A love that lingers, but still disappears.
Bridge:
F
And when the night feels like it’s mine,
C
I close my eyes and feel your time,
G
But the stars don’t shine the same,
Am
When they’re casting shadows on our name.
F
We still have love, but it’s hard to see,
C
With the world that’s telling us we can’t be,
G
But I’ll hold you close in my mind,
Am
Even if they try to make us blind.
Chorus:
C
The stars we chased, they slip away,
G
Caught in the silence, where we can’t stay,
Am
I hold your touch, but you’re not near,
F
A love that lingers, but still disappears.
Outro:
C
Fading stars,
G
Fading stars,
Am
The memories still remain,
F
A love too far to sustain.

音乐风格描述

Psychedelic pop, rock

歌词语言

English

Emotional Analysis

The lyrics evoke a deep sense of longing and melancholy, capturing the bittersweet essence of love lost or strained by external circumstances. There is an introspective quality that makes listeners resonate with feelings of isolation, nostalgia, and a desire for connection despite barriers.

Application Scenarios

This song could serve as a reflective piece in various scenarios, such as during moments of introspection, in a romantic setting where emotions run deep, or while engaging in creative activities like writing or painting. It could also be played during times of heartbreak or nostalgia, helping listeners to process their feelings.

Technical Analysis

Musically, the song employs a straightforward chord progression (C-G-Am-F) that is common in pop and rock genres, allowing for a singable melody. The lyrical structure features verses, pre-choruses, and a chorus, creating a sense of build-up and emotional release. The imagery of stars and silence adds a layer of depth, while the repetition of phrases enhances the emotional weight of the song.

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