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A new version of my track Palms, a song about being at a rave and that one person’s hand that makes you feel safe. It’s about love.

The piece began life as afterglow, written during my Creative Writing MA at Newcastle University (2015–2016). For this rework, the text has been reshaped into tightened lyrics with part-recorded / part-generated vocals and brand-new production.

Created with Suno (Premier), OpenAI, and artwork generated with OpenAI then refined in Picsart Pro & Photomator. Mastering by me alongside LANDR and SoundCloud Mastering.

All rights in the lyrics and creative direction remain mine. If you think a generated vocal resembles your own voice, please reach out.

© 2025 Callum Conway. All Rights Reserved.

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Liner Notes

Credits
	•	Vocals: a combination of my own recordings and AI-generated material
	•	Lyrics: adapted from afterglow (© Callum Conway, 2015–2016)
	•	Production: Suno (Premier)
	•	Adaptation support: OpenAI
	•	Artwork: OpenAI, refined with Picsart Pro & Photometer
	•	Mastering: Artist + LANDR + SoundCloud Mastering

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Lyrics — Palms (Club to Coast Rework)

Lasers partitioned smoke,
Built dance-floor dimensions.
We walked in — your palms,
Your sweaty palms said it’ll be okay.

Remember that crowd,
Coral-reef crowd, bright arms.
Like sea urchins — don’t let go.
I’ll slip too deep, I’ll fall asleep.
Sink into you, rest into you.
Rest my eyes inside your embrace.

I forgot my name,
Had conversations with myself.
Your sweaty palms
Told me it’ll be okay.

Slow crashes rinse it away,
Lose hold of the memory, the melody.

It returns with the tide, halts the melancholy.
To smile — it hurts my weary jaw.
Oh, don’t tell me not to look.

We go for our idea of fresh air,
Smoking area vibe, sit together
Watch clouds melt to sunrise.
You say don’t stare at the sun.
I laugh, “you’re no fun.”
You were right; salty tears
Are slinking down the shore.

I forgot my name,
Had conversations with myself.
Your sweaty palms
Told me it’ll be okay.

Slow crashes rinse it away,
Lose hold of the memory, the melody.

I know — I know.
I know my nose is bleeding.
Please wipe it with your sleeve.
I know — I know —
I know I talk too much.
Your sweaty palms told me it’ll be okay.
I know I talk too much.

Your sweaty palms said it’ll be okay.
Slow crashes rinse away the melancholy.
I lose hold of you, I lose the melody.

Sink into you, rest into you,
Rest my eyes inside your embrace.
Back on the floor, wrapped in the pulse —
Your sweaty palms tell me once more,
It’ll be okay.

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Source Material — afterglow (Songs of Fading Innocence and Experience, Newcastle University, 2015–2016)

Don’t turn away from me.
Silver strands tear apart
In the mellow wave.
Water drips
From stalactite fingers,
To fresh-lit pebbles.
Don’t let go,
I’ll slip too deep,
I’ll fall asleep,
Descend too far
Into the pores
Of your skin –
Rest my rolling eyes
Inside the epidermis.

Remember that –
Remember that crowd:
Coral reef crowd,
Exploding with colour.
Bright arms –
Like sea urchins.
Lasers partitioned smoke,
Building dimensions –
We walked in.
I had conversations
With myself.
I forgot my name,
You told me –
Your sweaty palms
Told me,
It’ll be okay.

Slow crashes
Rinse it away:
The memory.
It returns like the tide,
Halts the melancholy.
To smile – it hurts
My weary jaw.
Oh, don’t tell me
Not to look.
I have seen him
Turn blue,
Give birth
To his brothers,
Who dance around
Him in unison –
White orbs
Performing rituals.

Don’t say that,
Don’t say it will
Suck my soul
Right out.
I’m not sure
I feel any different.
You were right.
My retinas burn –
And my salty tears
Are slinking down
The salty shore.

I know, I know,
I know my nose
Is bleeding.
Please, wipe it
With your sleeve.
I know, I know,
I know I talk
Too much.

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