Wanita Metafora

Don’t you look for the reason
The sea, it speaks
The path of least resistance
The language that you speak

I close my eyes, I drift

Oh… I fly in the dark clouds
Ooh… I see with my hands now
Oh… I fly in the dark clouds
Ooh… I see with my hands now

To catch the way it’s flowing
To trace its course
To hold it without holding
To follow without force

The silence pulls me in

Oh… I fly in the dark clouds
Ooh… I see with my hands now
Oh… I fly in the dark clouds
Ooh… I see with my hands now

Drifting slow, shadows fade
Soft echoes call my name
In the quiet, I let go
Every current pulls me home

Oh… I fly in the dark clouds
Ooh… I see with my hands now
Oh… I fly in the dark clouds
Ooh… I see with my hands now
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Don’t you look for the reason

I see with my hands now (Bedroom Pop reload)

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I create music inspired by personal experiences — each song is a fragment of my heart, crafted to be heard and felt.

🔗 IG: @tchdmndn

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