Vector Collapse — Dead Reckoning Club
Metalwave forged in salt, steel, and starlight. Dead Reckoning Club is a navigator’s chronicle: compass-rose riffs, storm-dark synths, and drums that hit like heavy seas. Each track charts a different leg of the voyage—from first light on the horizon to the night where you steer by feel alone.

What it sounds like
Retrosynth glow over serrated guitars, cinematic low end, angular hooks, and big choruses. Nautical noir, adrenaline, and midnight resolve.

Themes
Wayfinding without a map • Grit over doubt • Signals in the static • Courage in bad weather • The discipline of the crew, the instinct of the helm.

Credits
Written, performed, produced & mixed by Vector Collapse (Chris Morley).

Release notes
Mastered for punch and clarity. Turn it up, let the needles swing, and hold your line.

Hashtags
#VectorCollapse #DeadReckoningClub #Metalwave #Retrosynth #Synthwave #DarkAesthetic #NightSail #NewMusic

Dead Reckoning Club

An urban-wasteland hymn: serrated guitars over neon-ashen synths, pulse-driver drums, and bass that hits like rebar under concrete. Echoes of Ruin explores collapse and renewal—messages bouncing off broken architecture until they find a new rhythm.

What it sounds like
Retrosynth blaze + steel-toothed metal • cinematic grit • angular hooks • towering choruses.

Themes
Signal after the blackout • memory as scaffolding • rust, glass, and dawn • defiance you can dance to.

For playlists / mood
metalwave • dark synth • post-apocalyptic cinematic • night drive • training montage • adrenaline

Credits
Written, performed, produced & mixed by Vector Collapse (Chris Morley).
Artwork: industrial/ruin motif.

Suggested tags
retrosynth, synthwave, metal, metalwave, darksynth, cinematic, cyberpunk, industrial, VectorCollapse, EchoesOfRuin

Release notes
Mastered for punch and width. Play loud; let the skyline shake.

Hashtags
#VectorCollapse #EchoesOfRuin #Metalwave #Retrosynth #Synthwave #DarkAesthetic #NewMusic

Split Meridian

Fragmented Self

Borrowed Light is the quiet courage song from Vector Collapse—late-night kitchen glow, tail lights on wet pavement, friends texting “steady, go.” It starts with a heartbeat pulse and small, steady steps, then opens into a warm, widescreen chorus where copper-tone guitars carry the hook. It’s about moving when the map is blurry—stacking tiny sparks until the road appears.
A waypoint in the Borrowed Bearings chapter of the seven-album arc, Borrowed Light leans into resilience that isn’t loud, just relentless. If the night won’t move, we carry what we need to see.
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Written & performed by Vector Collapse
From the Borrowed Bearings era
Tags: #VectorCollapse #BorrowedLight #BorrowedBearings #metalwave #retrosynth #synthrock #darkwave #altmetal #moody #anthem #ballad
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LYRICS — “Borrowed Light”

Phone glow on the kitchen tile,
Map says “straight,” my heart says “mile.”
Tail lights paint a dotted line,
I trace a path through what’s still mine.

I can’t see far, but that’s all right—
I’ll move with what I’ve got tonight.

Borrowed light, borrowed light,
Little beams to get me right.
Not the sun, not perfect sight,
Hand on hope—I walk by borrowed light.
(Borrowed light, borrowed light)

Friends text in a steady row:
“Breathe, then step,” “You’ve got this—go.”
I stack their lamps against my doubt,
One small glow and I’m climbing out.

I won’t wait for morning bright—
I’m going where the sparks invite.

Borrowed light, borrowed light,
Little beams to get me right.
Not the sun, not perfect sight,
Hand on hope—I walk by borrowed light.
(Borrowed light, borrowed light)

I don’t need the day to break,
Headlamp faith is all it takes.
If the night won’t move for me,
I’ll carry what I need to see.

Borrowed light, borrowed light,
Step by step, I’m holding tight.
If the dark won’t end on cue,
I’ll carry sparks from me and you—
Borrowed light, borrowed light (ooh).

Borrowed Light

Atlas in Sneakers (Krystle’s Song) is a street-level pep talk for the people who hold a whole day together with a checklist, a key ring, and a smile. It walks through bus-stop wind and coffee steam, catching little moments of courage and passing them hand-to-hand. It’s warm, bright, and optimistic—the kind of song that lifts the skyline one step at a time.

If you’ve ever carried more than the paper could hold, this one’s for you.

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LYRICS — “Atlas in Sneakers (Krystle’s Song)”

You tie your shoes like tying down weather
Pocket a list and a little luck
Bus stop wind and a coffee together
Carrying more than the paper can hold up

If the world gets heavy
Pass it hand to hand
Every step a steady
Simple, brilliant plan

You don’t need the world—the world needs you
Walking it lighter, making it true
Street by street, you lift the view
You don’t need the world—the world needs you

Keys on a ring like tiny planets
Rattle a rhythm the day can sing
You make a map with the way you manage
Door to door, you bring the spring

If the load starts slipping
Count it in to four
Breathe, adjust your grip and
Share a little more

You don’t need the world—the world needs you
Walking it lighter, making it true
Street by street, you lift the view
You don’t need the world—the world needs you

Raise your hands, the skyline follows
Sidewalk choir, steady drums
Every small good turns the tallest
Stone to rising sun

You don’t need the world—the world needs you
Walking it lighter, making it true
Street by street, you lift the view
You don’t need the world—the world needs you

Atlas in Sneakers (Krystle's Song)

I wrote this song after 2 near-death experiences I had in 2021. My recovery was filled with tears of emotions I forgot I had and a new understanding of life and my purpose.

Pain

Vector Collapse – “Future’s Gone”
from the forthcoming (unannounced) album Fail-Safe Hearts

A neon-noir slow burn: rain on broken asphalt, a blown streetlight spitting sparks, and one silhouette walking into a city that forgot his name. “Future’s Gone” blends moody retrosynth atmosphere with metalwave grit—like footsteps on an empty block.

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Lyrics

A man walks into the night,
Shadows stretch beneath the streetlight.
His hands are torn, his coat is thin,
He’s worn out from what might’ve been.
The world don’t look back, it just moves on—
For him, there will be no dawn.

The future’s gone, it slipped away,
Like smoke from a cigarette in the rain.
Dreams he held, now cracked and drawn,
He walks alone — the future’s gone.

He once had fire behind his eyes,
Now it’s just a place where silence hides.
He gambled truth, he lost to lies,
Watched every promise vaporize.

The stars don’t blink for the damned too long—
For him, there will be no dawn.

The future’s gone, it slipped away,
Like smoke from a cigarette in the rain.
Dreams he held, now cracked and drawn,
He walks alone — the future’s gone.

No angel’s voice, no lover’s prayer,
Just bitter wind and vacant stares.
He tried, Lord knows, he fought the tide,
But some men drown from deep inside.

The future’s gone, like a dying song,
Played once loud but played all wrong.
The sky won’t break, the dark goes on—
He walks alone... the future’s gone.

He walks alone... the future’s gone.

A man walks into the night...
And for him, there will be no dawn.

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Tags: #VectorCollapse #FailSafeHearts #FuturesGone #Metalwave #Retrosynth #DarkSynth #NeonNoir #PostApocalyptic #CinematicSynth #NightDrive

Fail-Safe Hearts

Future's Gone

Classically trained violist turned tech guy turned bass player and digital musician with a focus on metalwave.

Borrowed Light

Neurostatik Records