"The Alibi" 

(Lyrics)

(Intro)

(Verse 1) 

Okay, look. The timeline's concrete, don't you break it.

We left the lobby at ten. Got receipts for the valet, just... take it.

We drove the coastline, the long way, the windows were down.

If they ask about the noise, we were... we were just leaving town.

Had dinner at that spot, "The Coral Key," the one with the flickering sign.

The waiter, he saw us. He'll... he'll say we were fine.

Just... keep the details straight. Keep your breathing... level.

We were never at the mansion. We were never... involved.

Just... stick to the script.

(Chorus 1) 

I don't remember the timeline...

I just remember the rain on the glass.

I don't remember the alibi...

Just your hand on the wheel... driving too fast.

You're building a story

With all of these... intricate pieces...

But I'm just... I'm just stuck in the feeling.

(Verse 2) 

Stop. You're drifting. I can... I can see it in your eyes.

That look... that's the one that just... it ruins the disguise.

This isn't 'bout a feeling, this is 'bout the consequence.

This is 'bout the lock, the box, the... the lack of evidence.

They're gonna ask about the scratches. They're gonna ask about the tear.

You say you tripped on the boardwalk, we were... getting some air.

Don't... don't look away. Look at me.

It's just a performance. This is... this is act three.

Just... hold it together.

(Chorus 2) 

I don't remember the timeline...

I just remember the rain on the glass.

I don't remember the alibi...

Just your hand on the wheel... driving too fast.

You're building a story

With all of these... intricate pieces...

But I'm just... I'm just stuck in the feeling.

(Bridge) 

Ooooooh...

Aaaaaah...

Ooooooh...

(Final Chorus / Climax) 

I don't remember the timeline...

I just remember the rain on the glass.

(Just stay calm. Stick to the script. Ten P.M. We were fine.)

I don't remember the alibi...

Just your hand on the wheel... driving too fast.

(The waiter saw us. We were there. It's okay. It's... it's okay.)

You're building a story...

But I'm just... I'm just stuck in the feeling.

(Outro)

 ...stuck in the feeling...

The Alibi

"Polaroid Dust" 

(Lyrics)

(Intro)

(Verse 1) 

I remember the color... it was... Kodachrome gold.

A specific kind of sunlight, that... 4 PM hold.

You had that yellow dress on... the one with the... jasmine print.

The one you found at the market... yeah, every single hint

of the thread... it's... it's still clear in my head.

We were drinking... cheap rosé from a paper cup, we said

we'd save up for the "real stuff"... but we never did.

And the song on the radio... 'Summer Madness'... it just... slid

right into the moment. It was perfect.

It was... precise. Every detail... locked in.

Safe.

(Chorus 1) 

Oh, the colors run...

You're in love with a replica.

That's not how it was...

You're just... polishing the Polaroid dust.

You... you curated the memory

You... you edited out the pain...

But the feeling...

The feeling... it remains.

(Verse 2) 

No, the dress was... it was yellow. Or was it... was it white?

No, it... it was yellow. It was... it was definitely bright.

And the wine... it wasn't cheap, it was... it was what we could afford.

Stop... stop changing the details. We... we weren't bored.

We were... happy.

(pause)

The song... was it 'Summer Madness'? Or was it...

...was it raining?

No, the sun was setting. I... I know I remember the sun.

Why is it getting blurry?

Why... why can't I hold it?

It's... it's right there. It's... just... hold on.

It was...

(Chorus 2) 

Oh, the colors run...

You're in love with a replica.

That's not how it was...

You're just... polishing the Polaroid dust.

You... you curated the memory

You... you edited out the pain...

But the feeling...

The feeling... it remains.

(Bridge) 

Ooooooh...

Aaaaaah...

Ooooooh...

(Final Chorus / Climax) 

Oh, the colors run...

(Yellow... it was yellow... right?)

You're in love with a replica.

(The song... I know the song...)

That's not how it was...

(It was perfect... wasn't it?)

You're just... polishing the Polaroid dust.

(Stop... stop fading... please...)

(Outro) 

The dress...

(pause)

...it was...

Polaroid Dust

Phase Chroma is a high-concept duo occupying the luminous, melancholic space between Progressive Structure and Ethereal Art-Pop. Formed around a striking duality—precise, structural synth work meets vast, dreamy vocal atmospheres—the project exists to explore emotional resonance through meticulous design. Their music sounds like the aftermath of a beautiful, systemic failure. Tracks like the digitally fractured "Neon Decay" and the liquid, intimate vastness of "Ripples in the Void" showcase their signature approach: cinematic soundscapes where every layered texture and subtle metric shift is intentional. Phase Chroma doesn't just make music; they manufacture deeply felt sonic tension for the quiet, empty hours.

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