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Leave Me Just One Color
(Verse 1)
The temperature's turning in my blood
Used to be a spectrum, a chaotic flood
Now there's a slow warmth I don't invite
I build the sea walls higher every single night
Felt the cobalt chill begin to lift
My violent violets started to drift
Into something neutral, something plain
I'm drawing curtains against acid rain
(Pre-Chorus)
And I watch the sapphire fade around the edges
Breaking all my promises and all my frantic pledges
The fire-engine red just won't confess
Losing its religion under duress
(Chorus)
So leave me just one color
A secret that I know
Something I can hold when the pressure won't let go
Don't let the white wash over everything I am
This fever dream's a tidal wave, I'm making my last stand
(Verse 2)
The mirror shows a stranger, pale and rearranged
I trace the empty spaces where my moods have changed
My dark-green jealousy is now a chalky line
Lost its definition, no longer mine
My lemon-yellow anger doesn't scream or bite
Just gives a tired shrug and steps out of the light
(Pre-Chorus)
Yeah, I watch the sapphire fade around the edges
Breaking all my promises and all my frantic pledges
The fire-engine red just won't confess
Losing its religion under duress
(Chorus)
So leave me just one color
A secret that I know
Something I can hold when the pressure won't let go
Don't let the white wash over everything I am
This fever dream's a tidal wave, I'm making my last stand
(Bridge)
Gonna plant a garden in the grey
Graft a little memory to get me through the day
I'm hunting for a single, living thread
Repeating the last bright thing I ever said
Fighting for a fragment of the gold
Anything defiant, anything bold
(Chorus)
Just leave me just one color (Just one, just one)
A secret that I know
Something I can hold when the pressure won't let go (Go)
Don't let the white wash over everything I am (Don't let it wash over me)
This fever dream's a tidal wave, I'm making my last stand
(Outro)
Making my last stand...
Leave me the blue...
Leave me... any color...
Don't let me go white...
...Just one...
About The Song
This track was born from the heartbreaking news of mass coral bleaching on the Great Barrier Reef. The image of a vibrant, complex ecosystem being drained of its color by an overwhelming environmental pressure felt like a perfect metaphor for the human experience of burnout and depersonalization. The song channels the desperate, innovative fight of scientists trying to save the reef into a personal, internal struggle. The narrator isn't passively fading; they are actively 'building sea walls,' 'planting a garden in the grey,' and 'making a last stand' against the 'white wash' of emotional numbness. It’s a battle to preserve the unique colors of one's identity against the slow, creeping heat of a world that demands too much.
Production Notes
Genre: Alt-Pop / Indie Pop / Lo-Fi
Influence: Billie Eilish, Lorde, James Blake
Vocals: Use a sensitive condenser mic like a Neumann TLM 102, placed very close to capture every breath and intimate detail. The verses should be delivered in a near-monotone, laconic style, conveying emotional exhaustion. The chorus should climb in intensity, introducing a touch of vocal strain to sell the desperation. Use a tight, subtle vocal doubler in the chorus to widen the sound. Bridge vocals could have a slight telephone EQ, making them feel like a whispered, secret plan.
Instrumentation: The song is driven by a syncopated, slightly distorted Fender P-Bass line that acts as the primary melodic element. The drums are a sparse Roland TR-808 pattern with a punchy kick and a sharp snap/stick sound instead of a full snare. Live, loose, and slightly behind-the-beat hi-hats should be overdubbed for organic texture. A shimmering, atmospheric synth pad (Juno-60 or similar) should creep in during the pre-chorus and open up in the chorus, representing the 'color' being fought for.
Mix Automation: The mix should feel constrained and slightly muted during the verses—pull back some of the high-end frequencies. In the chorus, automate the EQs to open up fully, creating a rush of sonic clarity and emotional release. The bass should remain front-and-center throughout, with the vocals sitting just on top. In the outro, automate a low-pass filter to slowly close over the entire track, leaving only the fading, muffled bass and a whisper.
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