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Mùa Hoa Nở Năm Thứ Hai Tư - Tiểu W - 第二十四年花开 - 小W

Back to the Heart

Beautiful pop soul ballad. Dedicade to my cat Ciccio.

DREAM OF YOU

"The Whole Damn Sound" is a cinematic indie pop ballad of longing, memory, and quiet heartbreak. Smoky, raspy vocals trace the ghosts of past love through lonely bedrooms and silver-lit nights, while clean fingerpicked guitars, layered electric textures, and subtle percussion create a lush, introspective soundscape. Warm piano and ambient pads support the emotional arc, from tentative new beginnings to the ache of remembered lightning in the dark. Slow and deliberate, the track balances intimacy with expansive, late-night reflection, capturing the bittersweet tension between moving on and holding on.

Lyrics:

The calendar keeps on turning, seasons fade and bloom
Yet in this lonely bedroom, it’s always endless gloom
I’ve changed the furniture, the brand of wine I pour
Still, every silent corner holds the ghost of us before
I try to date, to smile, to let somebody close
But they’re tracing a familiar map to treasure no one knows
They offer gentle harbors, a safe and steady tide
But I remember the ocean where I truly learned to ride

Now I’m standing at the shoreline, the future bright and wide
And every new beginning feels like a place to hide
I tell myself I’m moving on, the anchor finally cut
But every hopeful man I meet just brings me back to us

’Cause every touch is lukewarm, every kiss is just a key
That never fits the lock on the door you closed on me
I gave you all my gravity, you let me learn to fly
Now I’m caught between the earth and the memory of your sky
The others, they are sunlight—safe, and sweet, and easy on the eyes
But I miss the lightning that lit up the dark in your disguise
I’m just collecting strangers to fill the space you left behind
But they’re only whispers, and you’re the whole damn sound

Tonight the city’s singing its low and buzzing tune
I’m sitting by the window beneath a silver moon
A single candle flickers, casting shadows on the glass
A glass of crimson vintage, waiting for the fall to pass
Into the well of what ifs, the places we could be
If time hadn’t been a sculptor, carving you right out of me
I close my eyes and breathe the dust of moments long since past
And for a fragile second, I’m back in love built to last

I try to feel the fire in these careful new embraces
But they lack the recklessness that left its mark in all the right places
They say the past’s a phantom, a story time will quell
But you’re the only freedom my heart remembers well

’Cause every touch is lukewarm, every kiss is just a key
That never fits the lock on the door you closed on me
I gave you all my gravity, you let me learn to fly
Now I’m caught between the earth and the memory of your sky
The others, they are sunlight—safe, and sweet, and easy on the eyes
But I miss the lightning that lit up the dark in your disguise
I’m just collecting strangers to fill the space you left behind
But they’re only whispers, and you’re the whole damn sound

It’s like I’m searching for diamonds in a shallow, empty bed
When I know the only gold is the silence in my head
I keep the ghosts I know—no living soul compares
A tragic kind of comfort in the weight my heart still bears

The whole damn sound
Still forever yours
The ghosts I keep

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