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We never planned to release this.
These songs were just for us, little moments that sat on hard drives and notebooks, never really meant to leave the room. But after a while, it started to feel wrong keeping them hidden.

The Collection isn’t a greatest hits or a polished project. It’s the story of where we’ve been, caught in all its rough edges and quiet mistakes. Some songs are years old, while others seem to have come out of nowhere. Together, they make up everything that’s brought us here.

We didn’t mean for this to be an album. But here we are.


Knew Me Now  (LIVE)

Foolish Haze

©️Alle Rechte vorbehalten ✍by Rolf Joseph
🆔1159
🎧Feelings at the past𝆮
🎵NuTheater
📅251030

Lyrics:

Turn the lock… we’re already inside.

A hallway made of yesterday,
Dust dancing in amber decay.
I walk where my shadow learned to speak,
And silence tastes like secrets I keep.

Black-velvet echoes float in the air,
Faded laughter caught in electric prayer.
A door half-open — the light trembling thin,
The past still breathing under my skin.

Every step, a pulse in the dark,
Every thought, a flickering spark.
Time bends — like smoke in my hands,
Memory sings where reason stands.

Feelings at the past — haunting like a dream,
A reel of ghosts projected in moonbeam.
We were fire, we were fate, we were gold in glass —
And I still hear you calling from the past.

Feelings at the past — trembling in the light,
A pulse chasing shadows through the night.
We were thunder, we were breath, shadows cast —
I still feel the echoes… of our past.

Memory is a room with no exit.
Touch the walls — they breathe you back.
Past is the future pretending it’s gone.

Synth arpeggio pulses — heartbeat tempo
Guitar bends like a cry heard underwater

I taste the wind from forgotten days,
Hear footsteps in nostalgic haze.
Our names carved in the doorway wood,
Promises living longer than they should.

The film burns bright then fades to dust,
But in the ash, remnants of trust.
I close my eyes — the world rewinds,
Love like smoke still clings to my mind.

We were mirrors, breaking slow,
Fragments singing soft and low.
Time can cut, time can clean —
But never washes where we’ve been.

Doors don't close. They wait.

Feelings at the past — carved in empty space,
I trace the echoes of your face.
We were fever, we were flame, we were shadows cast —
And time keeps whispering what couldn’t last.

Feelings at the past — trembling through the years,
A song built from longing and starlight tears.
If love is a door, then ours was vast —
I still breathe the silence
of our past.

You never left.

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