[Verse 1]
I don’t wait for you.
I don’t dream of you.
But sometimes our eyes still meet,
Like nothing ever really moved on.
We don’t talk.
We barely cross paths.
But deep down, I still feel
That quiet thread between us.
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[Chorus]
It’s not love anymore.
It’s not regret.
It’s just a bit of you
That floats up when I least expect.
No more ache.
No comeback plan.
Just a trace of light
From a moment worth having lived.
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[Verse 2]
You smile sometimes.
I pretend it’s nothing.
But I see it in your eyes —
That same old song still humming.
No future, no detour.
Nothing to build, nothing to break.
But still that rare thing
That stirs when our glances wake.
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[Bridge – The Secret]
We never said a word.
To anyone.
But it was there.
Undeniable. Silent. Ours.
Between us, a quiet pact —
Unspoken. Unavoidable.
And I’m pretty sure
It was your first time, too.
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[Chorus 2]
It’s not love anymore.
But it’s not gone.
It’s a warmth that lingers
On the window at dawn.
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[Outro – Soft and true]
And if this is where it ends,
That’s already enough.
A quiet mark on time —
But clear,
And beautiful,
And real.


Something Almost Real - Again

I’m a song concept designer: I craft the vision of each track, then use AI tools to bring it to life. I usually refine the results by adding instruments, rewriting parts, and introducing new rhythmic or melodic elements.

I play saxophone, keyboards, and synthesizers.

Something Almost Real - Again

Rene