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Forester, Petit Biscuit & Emilia Ali - Close Your Eyes - (Dhelick Edit)

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Forester, Petit Biscuit & Emilia Ali - Close Your Eyes - (Dhelick Edit)

Solana (Alex LeMirage) - Madness edit

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Hearts

Could you imagine all the schools
The world would never know?
Or all the parents who would hold
Their children as they grow?

In a world without war
Without war

Imagine all the words unsaid
Imagine all the boys in bed
Imagine all the sleepless nights
When we'd have time to hold our wives

In a world without war
Without war

Imagine all the men who lived
Who had the chance to live again
Imagine all the girls in bed
Imagine all the tears unshed

In a world without war
Without war

World without war

A mystic voyage through the echoes of forgotten transmissions.
Memory of the Signal drifts between past and future — where analog dreams meet digital ghosts.
Ethereal synths, distant guitars, and shimmering space textures unfold like a signal from another age.
Inspired by the cosmic melancholy of 1980s anime soundscapes, this piece captures the silence between stars — where memory becomes sound.
🎧 Listen in the dark for full immersion.

(Verse 1)
40,000 BC — in the torchlight’s gleam,
A hand on the wall begins the dream.
10,000 BC — the drumbeats rise,
Smoke and shadow beneath the skies.

(Chorus)
From cave walls to airwaves, the message flies,
A whisper eternal where memory lies.

(Verse 2)
3200 BC — on clay, the symbols stay,
2000 BC — the glyphs still light our way.
500 BC — on scrolls, the truth unfurled,
1440 — Gutenberg reshapes the world.

(Chorus)
From cave walls to airwaves, the message flies,
A whisper eternal where memory lies.

(Verse 3)
1830 — the telegraph hums afar,
1920 — radio speaks to the stars.
1980 — the screens ignite the stage,
Each byte a spark in the digital age.

⸻

The Human Trigger

(Bridge)
The AI feels nothing — cold, refined,
A pulse of circuits, a coded mind.
It calculates, selects, devoid of care,
While the trembling hand still lingers there.

(Verse 4)
The machine advises — a sterile decree,
The human decides — the cost, the plea.
A blink, a breath, a finger pressed,
Then silence falls — command addressed.

(Outro)
No glitch, no fault — the system’s sound,
But choice remains, on sacred ground.
The weight of power, the final prayer —
Human will, still echoing there.

This is Human.

Written & produced by Indiana Music. 
Suno

Memory of the Signal

Downtempo / chillwave, progressive house, hazy pads, soft breakbeat, late-night drive mood. All tracks written and produced by Lab 210.

Solana (Alex LeMirage) - Madness edit

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