I... ran out of time

hehe

What will a man do to be free? What will a woman do to defend her family? What will a child do to avenge their parents? What will a lover do for a lover?

At eleven fiftyseven

The alarm had gone off

They've armed all their bombs 

And the atomic shelters opened

At eleven fiftyseven 

The Idaho dam breached

There were 11 casualties

And some of them were mothers

At 11:57 we begin the midnight moment

And for three minutes the whole world can

Crash down

And at midnight we come alive again,

It's a fresh new start! It's the turning over of time

And by my construction, and your avid recollection

at 1157 on new years eve

you and i broke up

then got back together at 12 01

Originally intended as one, until my mouse started to lag like hell, which pissed me off. Because i knew i had little time, and a lot of issues, i piggy backed off an old project to fill space, and kept the production in the first beat very simple, as i wanted to not stress about the lag. The first part is a fast synth-poppy tune with a intense arp line, a sub bass, and this super atmospheric pad, before a series of fustrations transitions into a sample based house piece, or at least it's a sample played like a soft chord progression with a swung house beat, and synth bass. Eventually i give up and end as we started. I could have done a lot more, but my damn mouse is being a dick. Enjoy!

A finger counts the day

I take it like a sign

That things are going fine

That you don’t need me this time

I’m waiting at the square

Where I used to see us there

The New Year beckons near

But there’s is no Auld Lang Syne

Holding on

I’m holding on

Never knew what I did for you

You always held me by your fingertips

Never knew what could come at us

I hung on to your fingertips

Onto you