Скачать или смотреть This Unsent Letter | Powerful 1964 Deep Soul Ballad (Original Song)

A dusty desk, a faded photograph, and words that were never spoken. "A bittersweet beginning with no final end."

🎶 About This Song: "This Unsent Letter" is a powerful original Deep Soul ballad that channels the raw emotion of 1964, inspired by the queens of soul like Etta James and Aretha Franklin. If you have ever held back the truth to save a memory, this song is for you. Let the weeping Hammond organ and the soulful vocals take you back to a time when heartbreak was a work of art.

🎙️ LYRICS:

Dust motes dance in a sliver of sunlight Across the mahogany of this aged desk My fingers trace the crease on yellowed paper A silent testament to a forgotten quest The ink has feathered, words begin to blur Spilling secrets only shadows have heard A fragile promise, a desperate, hopeful plea Crafted for a future that was not to be This brittle envelope, its seal remains intact A lifetime of wonder, there's no turning back Each cursive loop a ghost of my younger hand A story stranded in a desolate land

Oh, this unsent letter, a story in a drawer A whispered confession the world will ignore These folded pages hold my fractured soul A silent testament that makes me less than whole Every single syllable, a love I couldn't send A bittersweet beginning with no final end My spirit trapped inside this paper cage

I remember standing where the streetlights gleamed Cobblestones were slick with the November rain Your face a portrait in a cafe window's steam A world away from my concealed, rising strain The weighty missive resting in my pocket's core A bridge to cross I stood frozen at the door My courage faltered, a hesitant retreat Leaving destiny to the rhythm of my feet The moment vanished, like a breath upon the glass A chance for connection now forever in the past I watched you leave, a solitary silhouette A profound regret my being can't forget

Tonight the crescent moon hangs pale and thin I gaze out from my window at the city's glow Thinking of the different life I might be in Had I allowed these hidden sentiments to show That photograph of you, still resting on the shelf A smiling stranger I kept only for myself Would laughter fill these hollow, quiet rooms? Would sunlight chase away these persistent glooms? This piece of stationery is more than just a note It's the vessel for a prayer that sticks within my throat The ink might fade, but the sentiment remains A constant echo through my weary veins

Did you ever wonder? Did you ever feel a trace Of the unspoken current in that time and place? Maybe you felt the shift, the turning of the tide The monumental truth I chose to keep inside This torment is a burden that I carry on my own A seed of what-if that was never properly sown I speak these lines into the vacant air tonight Hoping they might somehow find their way to light Or maybe just to finally set my conscience free From the girl I was, and the woman I came to be

Trapped inside this paper cage... Just words on a page... A love I couldn't send... No... final... end...

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