Synthetic Odyssey
アーティスト James2 が Udio AI を使用して作成しました
2024-04-17
Lyrics
In the neon glow, where the shadows know your name, Dancing silhouettes, in the game of fame. Electric hearts, pulsing to the beat, Lost in the rhythm, moving our feet. We're riding on a starlight wave, tonight, In this digital embrace, we feel alright. Syncopated dreams in a symphonic funk, A cosmic journey, in the style of Daft Punk. Under the mirror ball, where the future's bright, Synthesizers call, in the endless night. Vocoder whispers, telling tales untold, In this digital world, where we break the mold. We're riding on a starlight wave, tonight, In this digital embrace, we feel alright. Syncopated dreams in a symphonic funk, A cosmic journey, in the style of Daft Punk. Across the universe, where the soundwaves flow, We find our harmony, in the disco glow. With every note we take, we're closer to the sun, In this symphony, we are all as one. We're riding on a starlight wave, tonight, In this digital embrace, we feel alright. Syncopated dreams in a symphonic funk, A cosmic journey, in the style of Daft Punk. So let the music play, let it take you away, In this timeless night, we're here to stay. With Daft Punk on our minds, we dive into the funk, In this universe, where the stars are punk. Light years fly, on the dance floor we unite, With every flash, we're alive in the digital night. Our cyber souls, in the groove we trust, In the neon world, it's just us and the stardust. Futuristic paths, where the nightbirds sing, We sync with the beats, let the cosmos ring. In circuits laced with neon dreams, We find escape in digital streams. Grooves deep in binary code, Our senses uploaded, in this mode. [Chorus] We're gliding through the data stream, In techno trance and laser beam. On this digital plane, where the avatars play, In this pixel parade, we lose track of the day. Beats encrypted, a rhythm divine, In this virtual space, our worlds entwine. Glitch and glamour in the neon haze, We sync our hearts to the motherboard's maze. We ride the pulse, of a synthetic sprint, In this retro-future, only music’s footprint. Time travelers groove, to a digital score, Where the age of machines opens a door. In this electronic empire, where tracks intertwine, We tap into an odyssey, perfectly designed.
