The Covered Lens - Selene Marsh (Official Audio)

a comet crosses and the lens stays shut 🌑 A tropical-house ballad with warm plucked synths, soft mallets, and rolling bass at 114 BPM, built for a cold, quiet standoff on a midnight balcony. Listen to the full catalog:    / @selenemarshmusic   for the thumb still on the lens cap... a telescope stands abandoned on the balcony while the cap stays snapped shut the comet streaks over and neither of you looks up to see it the covered lens is waiting for a word from you fingers on the railing where the cold air bites it is the ache of standing next to someone and saying nothing at all two people on an iron chair, both waiting for the other to speak first this is for the ones who keep the glass blank and let the dark stay whole play it while you stand outside in the cold, not ready to go back in yet tell me what is right, tell me what is wrong, and nobody answers if you know what it is to hide from the burning light, this one is yours a smoky alto that stays low and warm even while the silence gets sharper fans of tropical house and downtempo electronic will find the same slow pulse here would you have let the starlight through, or kept the lens shut like they did? a thumb snapping tight against the plastic rim, over and over, while nothing gets said nobody turning to the other's face while the whole sky goes on without them how long can two people stand that close and still feel this far apart? Lyrics Comet crossing over in the midnight blue The covered lens is waiting for a word from you Standing on the balcony with nowhere left to go Plastic on the glass and we are turning blind Staring through the dark at what we left behind Fingers on the railing where the cold air bites Watching as we pull away from city lights Not a single word is crossing through the chill Everything around us is remaining still Thumb is snapping tight against the plastic rim Looking at the sky where every star is dim Oh, the covered lens is keeping out the blazing sky Neither of us willing to look up and try Cold wind blowing while the minutes drag along Tell me what is right, tell me what is wrong We can keep it dark or let the starlight through Holding onto silence that is cutting new Tail of light is passing on the upper air Neither of us moving on the iron chair Outside on the terrace is a heavy space Nobody is turning to the other's face Still you haven't spoken and neither have I yet Learning how to live with every sharp regret Thumb is snapping tight against the plastic rim Looking at the sky where every star is dim Oh, the covered lens is keeping out the blazing sky Neither of us willing to look up and try Cold wind blowing while the minutes drag along Tell me what is right, tell me what is wrong We can keep it dark or let the starlight through Holding onto silence that is cutting new Maybe it is safer when the glass is blank Maybe we are sinking in a dry steel tank Even if the comet burns across the night At least we are hiding from the burning light Oh, the covered lens is keeping out the blazing sky Neither of us willing to look up and try Cold wind blowing while the minutes drag along Tell me what is right, tell me what is wrong We can keep it dark or let the starlight through Holding onto silence that is cutting new Just the covered lens Selene Marsh is a virtual artist. This song and visual were created with AI. #tropicalhouse #nightdrive #slowburn