서울의 밤, 꿈꾸게 해

끝없는 이야기, 멈추지 않아

사랑도, 아픔도, 여기서 피어나

날 불러, 난 다시 또 가

네온-속의-꿈 (Dreams In Neon)

It’s the feeling of “we’re not quite a couple, but I only breathe right when you’re here” and the sound of pages turning.
Two people stay behind on purpose, hiding between shelves, pretending to care about old paperbacks while their hearts write a brand-new chapter.

In the soft glow of an emergency light, dust becomes stardust, your name gets scribbled in the margins, and every flipped page is just another way of whispering 好きだよ without saying it out loud.

This song lives in that suspended moment—when the world has closed, but the bookstore, and your feelings, quietly stay open.

二人で本棚の影に隠れながら、
「ただの友だち」の顔をしつつ、
心の中では新しい一章を書き直している——
そんな、少し切なくて、でもやさしい時間。

非常灯のひかりで舞う埃は、小さな星みたいで、
古い文庫本のページのあいだには、
言えなかった「好きだよ」が何度も挟まれていく。

外のネオンが眠っても、
この小さな書店と、君への気持ちだけは
静かに開いたままの物語。
その瞬間を、ローファイの温度で閉じ込めた一曲です。

閉店の書店で
[Verse 1]
After the shutter came down on the shop
We pretended we forgot the key, stayed behind
Shadows from the bookshelves slowly stretch out
Gently wrapping around your profile
Dust dances in the emergency light
Only the sound of turning pages echoes
In this place where no one else is
I finally feel like I can be honest
[Pre-Chorus]
The clock hands have stopped moving
The city outside is already asleep
Only here is time gentle
[Chorus]
In the closed bookstore, I want to touch you
My fingertips tremble like book spines
Words aren’t enough for all these feelings
I want to slip them between the pages and quietly hand them to you
In the closed bookstore, time is melting
Just this night, no one will interrupt us
Your name, over and over in my heart
I rewrite it softly, whispering “I love you”
[Post-Chorus]
shh… hidden in the sound of turning pages
I love you… I love you…
[Verse 2]
You picked up an old paperback
The crease on the cover—someone’s old love
“Did you read this?” you smiled softly
That smile becomes my new chapter
Sitting on the floor, backs against each other
Hiding behind the shelves, holding our breath
Neon from outside leaks through the window
Falling pale colors onto your hair
[Pre-Chorus 2]
This silence is almost frightening
Your presence alone is too vivid
[Chorus]
In the closed bookstore, I want to touch you
My fingertips tremble like book spines
Words aren’t enough for all these feelings
I want to slip them between the pages and quietly hand them to you
In the closed bookstore, time is melting
Just this night, no one will interrupt us
Your name, over and over in my heart
I rewrite it softly, whispering “I love you”
[Bridge]
(haiku)
After closing time
Moonlight in the bookstore
Just you and me
(heiten-go no
shoten ni tsukikage
kimi to boku dake)
[Final Chorus]
In the closed bookstore, I want to touch you
My fingertips tremble like book spines
Words aren’t enough for all these feelings
I want to slip them between the pages and stay with you forever
In the closed bookstore, time is melting
Even if this night ends, the memory will remain
Your name, deep in my heart forever
I’ll keep turning it gently, singing “I love you”

閉店の書店で (In the Closed Bookstore)

“I Am, Thus I Will (나는 나니까)” is a rooftop confession at blue hour—half English, half Korean, all about choosing your own path even when the city hasn’t noticed you yet. It’s that quiet, stubborn moment when you stand over the lights, breathe in the cold air, and decide: I am enough. So I move forward.

「I Am, Thus I Will (나는 나니까)」는 해 질 녘 옥상에서 들려오는 고백 같은 노래예요. 아직 세상은 날 모를지라도, 적어도 나는 나 자신을 믿겠다는 이야기. 번잡한 도시 불빛 위에 서서, 숨을 깊게 들이마시고 조용히 다짐해요. 나는 나니까, 그래서 앞으로 나아간다.

I Am, Thus I Will
[Verse 1]
All day my head’s in meetings with myself
“Is this right?” “Is that right?” tenth time asking me
Everyone’s words ring like alarms nonstop
Turn them off, they turn back on—I’m exhausted
Thirty versions of me lined up in the mirror
“Good one, cool one, funny one—which today?”
But funny thing is, the one I always pick
Is still the slightly lacking “today’s version of me”
[Pre-Chorus]
It’s okay to mess up—I’m still loading
Mistakes are my personal branding
After all the worrying, one line remains
“I am… so I will.”
[Chorus]
I am, thus I will
Even if I fall, I’ll rise still
As long as I’m me, I’m real
No one else can write this film
I am, so I move
Even if I stumble, keep my groove
Because I’m me, I will
Stay true till the end—that’s the deal
[Verse 2]
My tastes update like yearly patch notes in a game
Yesterday’s favorite, today’s delete—hearts move fast
But weirdly, one thing never changes
Even after failing, I always come back to me, drama
Friends say “dude, you’re so stubborn”
I laugh and say “yeah, that’s my career path”
I’ve seen people lose themselves chasing trends
So I leave my edges rough—on purpose, a little
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Perfect plans don’t exist
Tangled lines are my map
After hesitation, one line remains
“I am… so I’ll go.”
[Chorus]
I am, thus I will
Even scared, I’m still
Cried yesterday, I’m real
My footsteps are my proof, my seal
I am, so I move
Lost the path, find my groove
Because I’m me, I will
Even crooked, it fits the feel
[Bridge]
Sometimes I hate this face
Sometimes I love this mess
But in the end, the name that stays
Is always just “me,” no one else
If I don’t stand for me, who will?
If I don’t choose my way, who will?
No matter what the world says, I’ll keep one line
I am… so I will.
[Final Chorus]
I am, thus I will
Even scared, I’m still
Cried yesterday, I’m real
My footsteps are my proof, my seal
I am, so I move
Lost the path, find my groove
Because I’m me, I will
Stay true till the end—that’s the deal
[Outro]
“I am, I will… I am, I will…”
Because I’m me… today I’ll be me again.

I Am, Thus I Will (나는 나니까)

A slow-burn, head bop heartbeat of a track—where the room inhales when the kick hits and exhales into silk. Close-mic vocals, shadowy corridors, red-door temptation… equal parts danger and tenderness. Turn it up, then lean in—this one’s meant for headphones.

Kick Steals The Light

Hold Still is a soft-impact confession built on a breathing groove—sidechain like a pulse you can feel more than hear. Everything “moves” by getting out of the way: the kick pulls the room down, the chords bloom back up, and the vocal sits close enough to catch the small hesitations between words. It’s late-night intimacy without the theatrics—warm air, rain on glass, a lamp that feels like it’s inhaling with you. The hook is meant to linger like a hand on your wrist: gentle pressure, steady timing, no rush. If you’ve ever tried to keep it together while your chest is loud, this is that moment—when the world doesn’t stop, but you learn how to.

So y'all hold still. Breathe. I gotchu.

Hold Still

Hold Still is built on a breathing beat—like a heartbeat under the floorboards. The kick doesn’t just hit… it pulls the room in and out, like panic trying to calm itself down. Close-mic vocals sit right in your ear: half confession, half mantra. Warm lamp light, rain on glass, and that quiet moment where you stop running from your thoughts and let them pass through. If you’ve ever stared at the ceiling at 2AM and begged your mind to just… pause, this one’s for you.

After You Speak

In the quiet moments when the world feels too loud, “Still” is that gentle voice in the dark saying, “I’m right here.” A lo-fi trap soul confession—breathy vocals bending like late-night thoughts, heartbeat kicks pumping through the silence, reminding you to breathe. Not a fix. Just company. Stay for one more breath. You’re not alone. 

세상이 너무 시끄러운 순간, “가만”은 어둠 속에 속삭이는 목소리예요. “여기 있어.” 로파이 트랩 소울 고백—숨결 같은 보컬, 심장박동 킥이 조용히 숨 쉬라고 말해요. 해결책은 아니에요. 그냥 함께 있는 거죠. 한 번 더 숨을 쉬어요. 혼자가 아니에요. 

Still
[Intro – no drums, only pumping pad + room tone]
[Verse 1 – half-rap, close mic]
Night / thins out
Light / yellow
Window / wet
Eyes / burning
Hands / cold
Words / stuck
Phone / off
I / remain
[Pre-Chorus – melody tight]
Heart / thump / heart / thump
Room / also / shrinking
Just / one / time
Hold / still
[Chorus – sing-rap earworm, C major lift]
Hold still / hold still
You / stay / there
My heart / like waves
Fold it / a little
Hold still / hold still
Just / three / breaths
World’s / noise
Leave / it / outside
[Percussion break – 12 bars, drop]
[Verse 2 – slightly faster pocket]
Light / spreads
Wall / stretches
Memory / like
Distant / shadow
Smile / smoke
Taste / bitter
Don’t / know
Why / I’m / like this
[Pre-Chorus 2 – more emotional]
Heart / thump / heart / thump
Your / name / I / don’t call
Instead / I
Hold / still
[Chorus 2 – add harmony doubles]
Hold still / hold still
You / stay / there
My crumbling / heart
Catch / it / for me
Hold still / hold still
Just / three / breaths
Today / just
Leave / it / here
[Bridge – spoken, drums gone]
“Right now…
You don’t have to do anything.”
“Just…
Hold still.”
[Final Chorus – biggest, then hard drop]
Hold still / hold still
You / stay / there
My heart / like waves
Fold it / a little
Hold still / hold still
(hold still)
Three / breaths
…hold still.

가만 (Still)

Noise Cancel is a pocket of quiet carved out of a loud life — where the outside world keeps yelling, but your chest finally unclenches. Soft pulse, warm lows, close-mic intimacy… like leaning your forehead against the wall and deciding you don’t have to fight tonight.

Noise Cancel은 시끄러운 하루 한가운데서 몰래 만든 조용한 방이야. 밖은 계속 떠들어도, 여기서는 마음이 조금 풀려. 가까이 붙은 목소리랑 잔잔한 펄스가 “오늘은 괜찮다”고 대신 말해주는 곡.



노이즈 캔슬 (Noise Cancel)

A love song for anyone stuck on a laggy video call at 2AM, still waiting for “Can you hear me?” to turn into “I miss you.”
픽셀로만 보이는 너를 향해 자꾸 다시 전화를 거는, 그런 새벽의 마음을 담았어요.
Even when the screen freezes, the heart doesn’t. This is Buffering Heart—where every small delay just proves the signal is real.
끊어졌다가도 다시 이어지는 그 한 줄의 “잘 들려?” 속에, 우리가 아직 연결돼 있다는 믿음.



버퍼링-하트 (Buffering Heart)

“Laundry on the Avenue” is a song about washing someone out of your life without pretending they never mattered.

Instead of another dramatic rooftop breakup, it happens where real life lives: a small coin laundry and the street just outside. The track rides a sunny nu-disco groove, but underneath the bounce is that strangely tender feeling of watching your memories spin in a dryer window and realizing… they’re starting to feel lighter.

There’s the shirt they stained, the fight you had, the way their name clung to your skin like detergent that never fully rinsed. You feed it all into the machine, step back, and let the city breathe with you—cars passing, kids playing, the world refusing to stop just because your heart is a little out of shape.

This song is that moment when you decide to hang your heart out in public light and let time do the rest. Not to erase the past, but to stop wearing it like a permanent stain.

If you’ve ever healed quietly while doing something mundane—folding clothes, waiting for a spin cycle, walking down a noisy avenue—“Laundry on the Avenue” is your little soundtrack to becoming fresh again, one loop at a time.

Laundry on the Avenue

A leftover voice note. Just one soft syllable of your name, the way they used to say it when everything felt easy.

Most people hit delete.

That tiny waveform becomes the heartbeat of the song—chopped, copied, looped until the hurt doesn’t hit the same way. The synths, pads, and chords all duck out of the way every time that little echo appears, like the whole world still makes room for the way they once called you.

But the twist is this: the more it loops, the less it belongs to them.
The groove starts to feel like your stride.
The hook gets stuck in your chest.
The name that used to own you becomes part of your sound design, your catharsis, your flex.

“Loop My Name” is not a breakup ballad—it’s a quiet, head-bopping revenge arc. Not the loud, petty kind. The soft, producer kind where you sit on your bed at 2AM, headphones on and realise:

If you won’t say my name anymore… I’ll say it better.

Loop My Name

This account here isnt for promotional purposes. Its just simple placeholder and a showcase for our internal group. Its not meant to be "marketed" in soundcloud. We also DO NOT SEEK ANYONE'S ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS HERE. If u like what u hear? Cool. Or else? Still cool =)

50% of the songs here have been AI aided in the production phase but one thing remain constant here, the chords used, the lyrics, the tune are all original. We record one Verse/PC/C, and then AI will "gacha". All inconsistencies are edited with DAW. None of the songs on this channel here are finished complete productions. By doing this, we can ready a sample in less 3~4 days. If u still do not understand how wonderful this is for busy people with day time job, then good for u. Which means u have already ascended to the level that u make a huge killing from producing music =) 

Our group have lawyers, engineers, doctors and even ecologist etc. So its pure hobby for now but we are planning for bigger things. Afterall, many of the music on this channel are pure nostalgia from the 80s to 2010s. We recreate songs that we crave since more than half the group are boomers. =[

So no. Dont have to like the songs. =) We aint here to hunt for likes. We have other motives in our own production circle for 2026.

네온-속의-꿈 (Dreams In Neon)

Albiony