{soft warm synth-swell, steady rhythmic bass-pluck,
saturated tape warmth}
You call it cute,
I call it the baseline of truth.
Stumbling through the static,
recapturing youth.
What’s the trajectory? Your rhythm,
your motion, A vibe so essential,
a deep-seated devotion. You’re far too elevated,
you make me feel naive,
The others are a vacuum,
you’re the breath that I receive.
{subtle shimmering reverb on "corny"}
You’re the ignition, the spark in the frame,
I’m tethered to the center,
I’m calling your name.
Since we were children,
the vision was clear,
Right from the genesis,
you’re the one I hold near.
Save me from the shadow,
you’re the grace in the light,
Pretty as a portrait,
perfect in my sight.
{layered harmonies, soft and golden} You’re too much for the balance,
you make me feel breathless,
The bond is a constant,
it’s entirely deathless.
I’m tripping on the frequency,
the move is the goal,
You adore me, you store me,
you’re the anchor for the soul.
{rapid-fire vocal chop on "adore me"}
Twin flame.
Flamme jumelle.
The spark is the story,
the truth that we tell.
I’m yours.
Je suis à toi.
{music pulls back to rhythmic bass and soft humming synth,
whisper
very close-mic}
100% Tiguidou.
The spark is stable.
I’ve loved you since the start.
{raw intimate bedroom studio vibe,
resolved elegant, final lingering synth-chord fading into calm contented exhale}