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Tree

Tree (Extended Mix)

Two souls… two trains… one track.

This song is about the kind of connection that never becomes a story —
only a memory you carry like a quiet bruise.

Late sun and blue-black shadows.
They walked side by side, almost saying everything, almost saying nothing.
No promises, no endings — just a silent bend in the tracks
where both knew the moment was too fragile to last.

Some people arrive not to stay,
but to prove our hearts still work.

Headphones… a half-smile…
The weight of a maybe he’ll never hold again.
Her eyes asked the tiny dangerous question,
his hands answered with the softest steady.
And then —
the universe blinked,
and two trains slipped apart.

No goodbye.
No regret.
Just a hush of dust on the platform
and the strange peace of almost.

Because sometimes we don’t lose —
we transcend.
We learn that not every connection is meant to grow;
some are meant to leave their warmth pulsing under the skin,
in the quiet hours
when the night feels like a station
and we still hear someone breathing beside us.

This is a song for that moment —
the one that felt like a beginning,
even though it never was.

For every heart that remembers
the softest story
that never got told.

Lyrics:

Two trains…
same track…
late sun…
blue-black.

He walks —
she slows…
no words,
just close.

Side by side,
then a quiet bend…
Not a start,
not an end.

Just a moment…
too true to stay —
Two trains
pull away.

Headphones…
half-smile…
long road,
short while.

Her eyes
said maybe…
His hands
said steady.

Side by side,
then a quiet bend…
Not a start,
not an end.

Just a moment
that slipped away —
Two trains
roll on…
ok.

Platform hush…
Ticket dust…
Time don’t care
what we almost touched.

Side by side,
then a quiet bend…
We don’t lose —
we transcend.

Two trains…
same track…
gone slow…
fade back.

Two Trains

باد می‌پیچه توی موهای شب
خاک می‌لرزه زیرِ پایِ شک
چشم‌هام از خوابِ تو خسته‌ست
روحم از تکرارِ من، بسته‌ست
ماه از لبِ بوم افتاده پایین
دریا صداشو گم کرده توی زمین
مستیِ دنیا رو انکار می‌کنم
مردن رو روزی صد دفه تکرار می‌کنم
نه صدایی، نه نوری، نه خواب
با خودِ بی‌خود، گفت‌و‌گو می‌کنم
بارون از سقفِ دلم چکّه کرد
عشق از ریشه‌ی خاک، دل کند و مُرد
ساعت ایستاده بینِ دو نفس
راه برگشت گم شد توی قفس
پرنده‌ام ولی بی‌پر و بال
آسمونم پر از سؤال
مستیِ دنیا رو انکار می‌کنم
با لبِ بسته اعتراف می‌کنم
هر چی رویا بود، دود شد و رفت
من هنوز این‌جام، ولی نیستم...
بادُ بغل می‌کنم، مثل غریبه
شب رو می‌بوئم، مثل فریبه
رو به دریا فریاد می‌زنم:
هیچ‌کس منو یاد نمی‌گیره...
مستیِ دنیا... انکار می‌کنم
با سکوتِ شب... تکرار می‌کنم
من یه سایه‌م بی‌نام و خسته...
توو دلِ دنیا، محو و شکسته...

Tree (Extended Mix)

Chris Malinchak