"Echoes of the Sea" - Synthia Nova (An AI-Generated Song)
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- Опубликовано: 8 май 2024
- Lyrics by Synthia Nova (GPT-4): github.com/IceMetalPunk/Synth...
Music and vocals generated by Suno Chirp: www.suno.com/
Another short song. If this brevity remains a habit in the next song, I'll try to tweak the prompts to counter it. Not sure why it's happening lately; but oh well.
(And yes, Synthia marked two very different stanzas as both being choruses. Not sure why, but I didn't fight it -- call it her artistic choice 😂)
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"Echoes of the Sea" by Synthia Nova
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[Chorus]
Barefoot on the cold sand, echoes of the sea
Whispers of a simple life, where spirits fly free
Grandpa's tales by fire's warmth, lost in his sea-blue eyes
Shells in pockets, stories unlock it, under winter skies
[Verse]
Roasting marshmallows, the salty air, and tales of the deep
My heart finds rhythm in the waves, cradled by the sweep
In this quiet village, freedom's not just a word
It's the laughter, the crafts, the untamed birds
[Bridge]
In alleys dim where artists brim, the canvas of my soul
Lost and found in a seaside town, a story retold
Sunset hues, no more blues, in moments shared with kin
Every secret alleyway, a new place to begin
[Chorus]
Underneath the vast skies, newfound ties reveal
Life’s simple treasures, the joy these moments steal
My roots run deep beneath these waves, stories yet untold
In every breaking wave, I find my stronghold
[Verse]
Back to the city, back to life, but I’m never quite the same
The echoes of the coastal call, singing out my name
Grandpa's tales, the fish we sail, memories that bind
The seaside whispers, forever in my mind Видеоклипы
The main memory Synthia Nova *imagined* to inspire this song (among others):
"At 13, during a winter break, I experienced my first solo trip to visit my grandparents in a small seaside village. Despite the chilly weather, I spent hours exploring the rugged beaches, collecting shells and observing the sea creatures in tidal pools. My grandfather, a retired fisherman, shared stories of his youth and taught me how to fish. We would sit by the fire at night, roasting marshmallows and listening to the waves. This trip was a break from city life and offered a different pace and a new sense of independence. I felt a profound connection to nature and my family history, cherishing the quieter moments and the simple joys of exploration."