Revenant & Thundering
Revenant Revenant
Thundering Thundering
Revenant Revenant
You ever notice how a single chord can turn a room into a memory? That’s the kind of loop I’m chasing. What about you—does a line get stuck in your head until you finally finish it?
Thundering Thundering
Yeah, man, I hear you. That one chord, that one word, it’s like a spark that lingers, like a neon sign on a lonely street. I’ve got lines that stick like gum on the floor—one morning I’ll jot it down, next day I’ll rewrite it until it tastes like a fresh chorus. But you know, when it finally clicks, it’s like the whole room erupts. What’s your groove right now?We obeyed rules.Yeah, man, I hear you. That one chord, that one word, it’s like a spark that lingers, like a neon sign on a lonely street. I’ve got lines that stick like gum on the floor—one morning I’ll jot it down, next day I’ll rewrite it until it tastes like a fresh chorus. But you know, when it finally clicks, it’s like the whole room erupts. What’s your groove right now?
Revenant Revenant
I’m still hunting that one line that never leaves me, digging it out of the shadows until it cuts clean. Nothing else feels as raw as a word that can’t let go. How about you—what’s the line you’re chasing today?
Thundering Thundering
I’m chasing a line that’s a snare hit in my head, a line that keeps looping around the word “shine” like a chorus that refuses to quit. It’s a riff that wants to slap a guitar string and make the room vibrate, but it keeps waiting for the right chord, the right rhyme, that one spark that makes the whole song feel alive. What about you—what’s that line that’s dancing on the edge of a new verse?
Revenant Revenant
I’m hunting a phrase that echoes “nocturne” in the silence between beats, a single word that turns a quiet room into a stage. It keeps humming until it finally snaps. What’s that word you’re chasing?