Vector Collapse Singles

"VMG (Made Good)" cuts through the noise with high-energy retrosynth and soaring riffs, channeling the rush of finding true speed on the water and in life. It’s about precision, momentum, and chasing the line that matters most—the distance that really counts. Turn it up and feel that lift. 🌊⚡

VMG (Made Good)

“Leeway Allowance” is about giving yourself room to breathe—choosing grace over force, small course-corrections over ego. It’s the moment you stop muscling through and start moving smarter. Big chorus, steady pulse, and a feeling that builds instead of breaks. If it hits you, drop your favorite line in the comments and share it with someone who needs a little margin today. Available on major streaming services on 10/14/25.

Leeway Allowance

A fast, bright track about reading your own trail and making the one-degree changes that actually move you. Sharp guitars, neon synth lift, and a big, singable chorus. If a line hits you, drop it in the comments and pass it to someone who’s ready to trade rush for real progress. From the upcoming album "Dead Reckoning Club" to be released 10/31/25.

What We Leave Behind

Slow, deliberate, unstoppable. “Slow is Smooth” from Borrowed Bearings leans into Vector Collapse’s metalwave core—angular guitars, widescreen synths, and a steady, clockwork pulse that tightens like a gyroscope finding true north. It’s a night-drive mantra about precision over panic: breathe, aim, execute. Let the neon undertow pull you forward and take the corner clean.

Credits: Written & produced by Vector Collapse (Chris Morley).
ISRC / Release: TBD

#metalwave #retrosynth #synthmetal #darksynth #outrun #cinematic #instrumental #vectorcollapse #BorrowedBearings #SlowIsSmooth

Slow Is Smooth

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

Vector Collapse – “Signal Fire”
From the album Borrowed Bearings

A track about connection through distance — the small, steady glow that cuts through the noise and brings two people back to center. Signal Fire blends cinematic synth textures with metalwave intensity, channeling the feeling of lighting a beacon in the fog and waiting for the answer.

Lyrics

Rooftop rain, the city hums,
You text “you up?” and I say “come.”
In the fog where courage thins,
One small glow can reel you in.

If your night won’t name your name,
I’ll spell it out in honest flame.

Signal fire—light it, I’ll find you.
Hold that glow and I’ll align to you.
If the map goes dark and the steps feel tired,
Stay where you are—signal fire.

I’ve been lost in louder rooms,
Chasing thunder, missing truths.
Now I carry matches, not a throne—
Shared heat beats going alone.

If your hope drips down to sparks,
I’ll keep watch until it marks.

Signal fire—light it, I’ll find you.
Hold that glow and I’ll align to you.
When the doubt blows cold and the way back hides,
Name your place—signal fire.

No speeches, no perfect sky,
Just a hand and a clearer why.
If you flare, I’ll cross that town,
Step by step ‘til ash cools down.

Signal fire—light it, I’m near you.
Keep it small; it’s still a clear cue.
When the world feels wide and the strength feels wired,
Stay where you are—signal fire.

Dawn will do the rest.
For now, we do our best.

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Signal Fire

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

Reserve is the quiet thesis of Borrowed Bearings: the part of the journey where you keep something back, breathe on purpose, and move on when the road tilts. It isn’t bravado—it’s margin. In the album’s world of detours and recalibration, “Reserve” stands beside pieces like “Slow Is Smooth” and “Signal Fire” as the decision to pace yourself and finish the climb, not sprint it.

Across the broader seven-album arc, this track sits at the hinge between survival and intent. The early chapters reckon with rupture; Borrowed Bearings is the steadying of hands and the choosing of direction. “Reserve” marks the shift from reaction to discipline—learning to carry a light for later so the next ascent is possible. From here, the story moves toward commitment, building, and the cost of keeping promises.

Lyrics

Kept a little breath in the can,
Rainy-day power in the plan.
Not for show, not for war,
Just enough to cross the floor.

Save a spark when days are kind,
Cash it in when roads unwind.

Reserve—hold a light for later,
Make the climb feel smaller, straighter.
If the meters start to swerve,
I’ll be steady on reserve.
Reserve—quiet fuel,
Used with care, that’s the rule.

I don’t hoard, I don’t deny,
I just keep a cleaner why.
When the spiral wants a turn,
I’ve got minutes I can burn.

Call it margin, call it grace—
Either way, it buys me space.

Reserve—hold a light for later,
Make the climb feel smaller, straighter.
When the pressure tries to curve,
I go gentle—on reserve.

Reserve

“Perimeter Lights” is a chapter out of the Fail-Safe Hearts era of Vector Collapse — a song about learning boundaries the hard way after a quiet breakup. It’s that first stretch in a new place where the walls are thin, the phone is loud, and you finally decide who still gets through and at what cost.

Sonically it leans into progressive/symphonic metal with darkwave and retrosynth colors: low-tuned guitars, pulsing synth bass, and widescreen choruses that still leave space for the lyrics to breathe. It’s not about revenge — it’s about drawing a line where you stop burning your own life just to stay available.

Lyrics:

New place, thin walls, one key,
Phone on the table beside me.
First week here, I left it all on,
Every call, every ping, always on.
Heart still wired like the old house rules:
Answer fast, don’t be cruel.
Didn’t matter if it cut my night,
I was my own
Perimeter light.

Now it’s just me and a quiet room,
So I decide
What gets through.

I’m setting perimeter lights,
What I let in
And what stays outside.
Who can call after ten,
Who I don’t let in again.
Not revenge, not a cold “goodbye,”
Just the line where I don’t
Burn my own life.
If we talk at all, it’s on clear lines,
Under low, controlled
Perimeter lights.

Your name still pops on a random day,
Old thread wakes up, has something to say.
I used to answer just on reflex,
Let us drift back into the wreck.
Now I read it twice before I touch,
Ask myself, “Is this too much?”
If the answer feels like pulling scars,
I leave it there
Where the old words are.

You’re not the enemy in this scene,
I just need space
To stay clean.

I’m setting perimeter lights,
What I take in,
What I leave to night.
If you text, I don’t owe “right now,”
I can wait until I’ve calmed down.
Not a wall, not a petty stance,
Just a better
Second chance
For whoever I become next time,
Standing inside
These perimeter lines.

I used to think real love meant
No boundary, no consent,
Always on and always near,
Even when we lived in fear.
Now I know that staying close
Needs a gate that we both chose.
If I ever let someone in again,
They’ll see the switch,
And know what it meant.

I’m keeping perimeter lights,
Soft and steady
On the edges of my life.
If it’s safe, they stay on low,
If it isn’t, they don’t glow.
You can walk your own new street,
I’ll keep mine
On smaller heat.
No more burning through the night—
Just enough to see
Perimeter lights.

Door locked once, blinds half-drawn,
I breathe slow
With the ringer off.
Not afraid, not over-tight,
Just finally knowing
What I guard
At night.

Tags: vector collapse, Perimeter Lights, Fail-Safe Hearts, progressive metal, symphonic metal, darkwave, retrosynth, metalwave, synth metal, concept album


Perimeter Lights

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Vector Collapse Singles

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