Musique, arrangements et voix : The Bass Loopman
Paroles : Sky - ChatGPT 4.o d'Open AI
Inspirée de l'œuvre de Chet Baker
Empreinte vocale : Replay
Musique enregistrée sur : EHX 95000 Looper.
Pas de guitare, juste des basses !
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Title: Hands of Time
(Verse 1)
He’s walking streets where he used to dream,
Concrete shines, yeah, life’s a stream.
Shadows sway under dim streetlights,
Frozen memories caught in the night.
(Chorus)
Yo, the hands of time carved lines on his face,
Every crease speaks of journeys and space.
He’s holdin’ the laughter, the tears in his chest,
Yesterday’s scent still layin’ him to rest.
(Verse 2)
In the glass, man, he catches a glare,
A fragile past hangin’ out right there.
Old dreams drift like a lost melody,
Whispered soft with a touch of mystery.
(Chorus)
Yo, the hands of time carved lines on his face,
Every crease speaks of journeys and space.
He’s holdin’ the laughter, the tears in his chest,
Yesterday’s scent still layin’ him to rest.
(Bridge)
What if tomorrow’s just a smoke-screen game,
One last glow in a streetlight flame?
He’d still groove under starry skies,
With that reckless hope he thought had died.
(Chorus – variation)
The hands of time, they brush his pride,
Each memory’s a tribute he keeps inside.
He sings the highs and the scars with grace,
Yesterday’s perfume still floods his space.
(Outro)
He fades out slow, steps echo and stray,
A man, a tale, the wind took away.
But in the air, a whisper remains,
Of a soul who danced through the rain.
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