Paradigm

Broken clocks and delayed echoes and footsteps heard on the train platform passengers waiting to board on the 2118 express. Crashing of cymbals and drums build up the tension and suspense. Will it stop in time ? Sound sample created at the end to replicate like train buffers of slowing down  but did the train driver apply them too late what is the trains fate?

Runaway Train

SZA - Broken Clocks_Jayla Remix

SZA - Broken Clocks (Hōhā garage edit)

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BROKEN CLOCKS

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sza - broken clocks (bnchy edit)

Blue Lights at Midnight is a song that walks through the city at night with a heart full of memory.
The lyrics place us between broken train clocks, fading graffiti, and the sound of taxi radios in neon rain. Everyday details – cheap kaffee, a red pair of shoes, a liquor store – become markers of loss and longing.

The chorus is stark and insistent: “Don’t call me now”. Its repetition isn’t only refusal, but also a way of holding on – a fragile strength hidden in denial.

A spoken line cuts through: “He said, ‘Midnight isn’t late… it’s early.’” – a fragment of intimacy, echoing like a ghost inside the song.

And the ending leaves us with an open picture: blue lights flickering on wet asphalt, a walk that doesn’t stop, a night that holds what words can’t.


Blue Lights at Midnight ist ein Song, der durch die Nacht der Stadt geht – mit einem Herzen voller Erinnerung.
Die Lyrics zeigen uns kaputte Bahnhofsuhren, verblassende Graffiti, das Summen von Taxi-Funk im Neonregen. Alltägliche Details – billiger Kaffee, rote Schuhe, ein Liquor Store – werden zu Markierungen von Verlust und Sehnsucht.

Der Refrain ist knapp und beharrlich: „Don’t call me now“. Diese Wiederholung ist nicht nur eine Absage, sondern zugleich ein Festhalten – eine fragile Stärke, die sich im Verweigern zeigt.

Ein gesprochener Satz bricht die Struktur: „He said, ‘Midnight isn’t late… it’s early.’“ – ein Fragment von Intimität, das wie ein Echo durch den Song zieht.

Und am Ende bleibt ein Bild offen: Blaulicht flackert auf nassem Asphalt, die Schritte gehen weiter, und die Nacht behält, was sich nicht in Worte fassen lässt.


Blue Lights at Midnight

The train clock’s broken at the station wall
Graffiti hearts fade under alcohol
A girl in red shoes laughs too loud
I light a smoke, pretend I’m proud

Cheap kaffee burns my tongue tonight
Taxi radios hum neon light
Your old sweater still smells like rain
I swear the city keeps your name

Don’t call me now
Don’t call me now
I won’t pick up
I won’t break down
Don’t call me now

A dog runs wild past the liquor store
Same one we kissed outside before
Your shadow’s hiding in the glass
Of every bar I stumble past

I lost you once before you came
Some stories end without a name

Don’t call me now
Don’t call me now
I won’t pick up
I won’t break down
Don’t call me now

He said, “Midnight isn’t late… it’s early.”

Don’t call me now
Don’t call me now
Your voice still burns
But I won’t bow
Don’t call me now

Blue lights flicker on a wet street sign
I keep walking…
And the night keeps mine


Blue Lights at Midnight

Hōhā (haw-ha) is a collaborative duo originally from Aotearoa now based in Naarm, Australia. From us you can expect experimental bootleg cuts, original music and everything else in between. Nga mihi.

A Musician that's attained a Distinction Certificate studying level 2 subsidiary diploma for music practitioners 2016. Obtained  a Merit certificate @ Level three extended certificate for music practitioners 2017. Merit certificate @ 
LVL 3 Extended diploma for music practitioners 2018. 
Attained a level 5 Pearson BTEC higher National Diploma in August 2021 in music Production & Sound Design at East sussex college Hastings .
Working on material instrumental tracks and my own  sound samples . i am open to opportunities that come my way via film companies and alike.

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