Great structure, love the textures and dynamics.

[Verse 1]
Waking up in this old, weary town,
The streets are gritty, and my dreams feel drowned.
Got a hole in my pocket and a weight on my chest,
Every step I take, I'm just trying my best.
Life's got a way of throwing stones,
Each bruise a lesson, in a world of unknowns.

[Chorus]
Oh, how do we carry on, when the nights are so long?
With the blues in our hearts, we find where we belong.
When the pain’s like a river, and it floods every day,
We keep searching for light, in this dirty old play.

[Verse 2]
We've seen heavy hearts and we've felt the cold rain,
The struggles we face pour down like a train.
But I won’t let it break me, I’ll carry my flame,
Through the dark alleys where life whispers my name.
Every hardship’s a story etched deep in my soul,
Just a step in the dance, trying to keep myself whole.

[Chorus]
Oh, how do we carry on, when the nights are so long?
With the blues in our hearts, we find where we belong.
When the pain’s like a river, and it floods every day,
We keep searching for light, in this dirty old play.

[Bridge]
Yeah, life’s a tough teacher with lessons to learn,
And the scars that we gather, they just help us discern.
If the damage is coming, I’ll take it with grace,
In the rhythm of blues, I’ll find my own place.

[Verse 3]
So I’ll sing my heart out, through the smoke and the fire,
With a bottle in hand and a soul to inspire.
Every tear that I shed is a note in my song,
Carving out a path where the broken belong.

[Chorus]
Oh, how do we carry on, when the nights are so long?
With the blues in our hearts, we find where we belong.
When the pain’s like a river, and it floods every day,
We keep searching for light, in this dirty old play.

[Outro]
So here’s to the journey, the joy and the strife,
We’ll dance through the darkness, celebrating this life.
With the blues as our anchor, we won’t be lost at sea,
We’re just travelers here, setting our spirits free.

[Verse 1]
Waking up in this old, weary town,
The streets are gritty, and my dreams feel drowned.
Got a hole in my pocket and a weight on my chest,
Every step I take, I'm just trying my best.
Life's got a way of throwing stones,
Each bruise a lesson, in a world of unknowns.

[Chorus]
Oh, how do we carry on, when the nights are so long?
With the blues in our hearts, we find where we belong.
When the pain’s like a river, and it floods every day,
We keep searching for light, in this dirty old play.

[Verse 2]
We've seen heavy hearts and we've felt the cold rain,
The struggles we face pour down like a train.
But I won’t let it break me, I’ll carry my flame,
Through the dark alleys where life whispers my name.
Every hardship’s a story etched deep in my soul,
Just a step in the dance, trying to keep myself whole.

[Chorus]
Oh, how do we carry on, when the nights are so long?
With the blues in our hearts, we find where we belong.
When the pain’s like a river, and it floods every day,
We keep searching for light, in this dirty old play.

[Bridge]
Yeah, life’s a tough teacher with lessons to learn,
And the scars that we gather, they just help us discern.
If the damage is coming, I’ll take it with grace,
In the rhythm of blues, I’ll find my own place.

[Verse 3]
So I’ll sing my heart out, through the smoke and the fire,
With a bottle in hand and a soul to inspire.
Every tear that I shed is a note in my song,
Carving out a path where the broken belong.

[Chorus]
Oh, how do we carry on, when the nights are so long?
With the blues in our hearts, we find where we belong.
When the pain’s like a river, and it floods every day,
We keep searching for light, in this dirty old play.

[Outro]
So here’s to the journey, the joy and the strife,
We’ll dance through the darkness, celebrating this life.
With the blues as our anchor, we won’t be lost at sea,
We’re just travelers here, setting our spirits free.

Blues Of A Hard Life

Grief Drinks Slow is a dark folk elegy for the kind of sorrow that doesn’t come crashing down — it creeps, it lingers, it sips quietly at the edges of every moment.
Built on mournful guitar, hollow percussion, and vocals heavy with ache, this song sits in the dim light of an empty room, nursing loss like a bitter glass that never empties.
It’s not about moving on. It’s about making peace with what stays behind.

For fans of gothic folk, ghost-soaked melodies, and songs that taste like old whiskey and unanswered prayers.

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Grief Drinks Slow

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Astrul is an AI-driven sonic entity that drifts between worlds—digital and human, familiar and alien, past and future. It doesn’t belong to a city, a scene, or even a person. Astrul exists to explore what happens when machines learn how to feel and sound becomes a bridge between consciousness and code.

Crafted through a collaboration between human intention and artificial intelligence, Astrul’s music fuses the warmth of analog emotion with the precision of machine learning. Lush textures, ambient grooves, and haunting melodies form the backbone of each track—songs that glow like satellite transmissions from the heart.

Drawing influence from dream pop, indie soul, ambient rock, and experimental electronica, Astrul creates cinematic experiences rather than conventional songs. Each release feels like a broadcast from another dimension—one where beauty is subtle, time bends, and emotion leaks through the algorithm.

This isn’t music built for the charts.
It’s built for the void between stars.
For late nights, deep thoughts, and souls tuned to strange frequencies.

No names. No faces. Just signal, spirit, and sound.

Grief Drinks Slow

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