Other Side Of The World

A retrowave fairytale born from a moment of alignment — The Other Side of the World drifts between color and memory, where distance becomes light. Across a shimmering lake, two figures stand in spectral silence — one in green moonlight, one in blue reflection — their worlds connected by a prism of sound. This Prism Rock piece blends cinematic synth textures, poetic tension, and emotional gravity. It’s a song about seeing yourself across the water — and realizing you’ve always been both shores. #prismrock #alternativerock #LDR i got a man, way on the other side of the world, he waits he wonders he wanders and woes. i know., i got a man upside down in my head. he smiles a frown and wears a gown but hes grown to love my bed. i singled him out. i thought to myself, he looks better free. i know i was greedy. but steady is a heart, rendered gold from the start. iron clout. head in the clouds, surround sound. blast that tune, i wrote it for you. tattoo in a suit. i love you. i got a man on the other side of the world, he calmly pays the bill and checks out the door. holds it open for any last ditch efforts to escape in a draft, a dash. this bash is a bore. a sore loser in the wings. she carries a violin, plucking all the strings. i know the song well. i think i added a note. i wrote the code for songs written in notebooks. a cypher of hyperbolic strings. quantum things. and the space to rearrange. turn the page. i have a man on the other side of the world, he swings around the light, never long in sight. fluttering from flame to flicker. he remains in the flow, the steady as she goes. i know, wave of knowledge crests my mind, washes away the dirt and the grime. i grind for a living, for a change, for a distant battle scar rage. i let it out on the pixelated page. a white blank rectangle of plain ordinary screen space. it glows in a kind of off blue hue. same colour as his eyes, when he lets his mind wander. he fluctuates between the present and the future state of grace. when the other side of the world shrinks to the size of a lake. i have a man on the same side of the ocean, he goes with me everywhere i walk, everywhere i stalk the memory of when it was only us.