'A Chance Meeting' - Darkwave Song (Cover)

You can hear the original track by clicking the playlist icon in the top right at the end of the video or clicking here:    • 'A Chance Meeting' - Synthwave Song  

If the lyrics seem strange it is because I had SUNO 4.5 generate them. The original song was early in my learning the new tools. After a while I started making the lyrics in ChatGPT 4.o with much better themes and meaning.

I will eventually migrate these covers to a separate playlist. Critiques are welcome.

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
Beneath the railway’s faded curve
Where ivy climbed with quiet nerve
I met a gaze not seeking mine
Yet something sparked without design

[Verse 2]
No reason traced, no path we knew
Just wandered roads and morning dew
A glance exchanged — no need for more
But still it pressed beneath the floor

[Chorus]
A chance, uncalled, yet somehow meant
Like letters lost that never went
A pulse unplanned, a laugh too late
Two strangers paused by moving fate
Not written down or carved in stone
But something stirred we’d never known

[Verse 3]
She asked me if the trains still came
I shrugged, unsure, and gave my name
Her coat was red, the buttons bent
She smelled of cedar, winter, scent

[Verse 4]
We talked of birds and plastic rings
Of broken locks and violin strings
She spoke like poems without end
Each line a turn I couldn’t bend

[Chorus]
A chance, uncalled, yet somehow meant
Like letters lost that never went
A pulse unplanned, a laugh too late
Two strangers paused by moving fate
Not written down or carved in stone
But something stirred we’d never known

[Bridge]
The sky was pale, a smoky blue
A seagull passed, then vanished too
She told me once she lived up north
I didn’t ask what drove her forth
We shared a bench, a bite, a pen
She drew a cat, I drew her then
No words were owed, no vows were sworn
Yet something deep began to form

[Verse 5]
And when she stood to catch her train
I felt the pull, a gentle strain
Not loss, not grief, nor aching plea
But what we hold when we set free

[Verse 6]
Her eyes met mine with soft restraint
No promises, no saint or saint
Just one nod down the woven track
No guarantee she'd circle back

[Final Chorus]
A chance, uncalled, yet somehow meant
Like pages torn but never sent
A pulse between the now and then
A meeting that begins again
Not locked in clocks or fabled lore
But something real we can’t ignore

[Outro]
So if you pass a weathered gate
Where ivy leans and railings wait
Remember what may start and end
In fleeting eyes of one unknown friend

[Instrumental Outro]

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[Tempo: 110 BPM]
[Vocals: Raspy, Alto, Low-Pitched, Ethereal]
[Genre: Darkwave]
[Mood: Cautious]
[Key: A Minor]
[Bass: Analog Synth Bass]
[Pads: Juno 106 Pads]
[Lead Synth: PWM]
[Kick: Analog 808]
[Snare: Analog 707]
[Hats: Analog Hats]
[Strings: Acoustic Cello]
[SUNO Version: 5.0]
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