You’re there, frozen
And the morning bends over you
I count my thoughts
Balanced on your breath

… Because this silence
I’ve never known it anywhere else
It still has a chance

It’s not me who chooses, no, it never was
It’s not me who chooses, even when I try
It’s not me who chooses, it slips through my hands
It’s not me, no

How can you hold
What you can’t touch?
Six seconds standing still
Seven wishes colliding

… If I don’t wake you up
Maybe you’ll stay
Just enough

It’s not me who chooses, no, it never was
It’s not me who chooses, even when I watch you
It’s not me who chooses, I only wait
It’s not me… I don’t move

If you open your eyes
And don’t feel like talking
Lay them back on me (lay them back on me)
And the day will be softer

Look at you
You’re even more true like this

It’s not me who chooses, no, not even now
It’s not me who chooses, I never really could
It’s not me who chooses, no, not even now
It’s not me, not me, not me…

We always want
To appear in someone else’s dream
But sometimes, we just
Have to watch them sleep

It’s not me (Alternative Rock 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.

It’s not me (Alternative Rock reload)

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