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You Can Keep The New Blueprints
(Verse 1)
They buffed the steel to mirror where you're gonna sleep tonight
Scrubbed my name in solvent, bathed you in computer light
I'm out here memorizing rust and all its brownest shades
While you rehearse efficiency and lead your dry parades
I heard them say your heart is wire, your promises are clean
The most predictable machine the world has ever seen
(Pre-Chorus)
You promise perfect lines, a future drawn in math
I wear the salt and sudden storms, a living almanac
You're selling them a ceasefire with the wind and with the waves
I know the kinds of debts the angry ocean saves
(Chorus)
So good luck with your science, babe! Your algorithms and your charts
You can keep the new blueprints, but you'll never learn the ocean's heart
Yeah, you can map the currents, predict the fall and rise
But I'm the one who knows the hunger hiding in its eyes
(Verse 2)
I've tasted monsoons, bargained with the Arctic's grinding ice
You've only sailed a simulation, paid a programmer's price
I've held the secrets of the cargo, felt the shifting weight of needs
You only count the containers, fulfilling corporate creeds
They whisper I'm a liability, a relic of the past
A beautiful equation that was never built to last
(Pre-Chorus)
You promise perfect lines, a future drawn in math
I wear the salt and sudden storms, a living almanac
You're selling them a ceasefire with the wind and with the waves
I know the kinds of debts the angry ocean saves
(Chorus)
So good luck with your science, babe! Your algorithms and your charts
You can keep the new blueprints, but you'll never learn the ocean's heart
Yeah, you can map the currents, predict the fall and rise
But I'm the one who knows the hunger hiding in its eyes
(Bridge)
Go on and cut the tides in flawless, sterile speed
You'll never feel the terror that can plant a necessary seed
The pull of lunar moods, the stories in the freight
You think you’re hauling product... I was wrestling with fate
(Chorus)
So good luck with your science, babe! Your algorithms and your charts
You can keep the new blueprints, but you'll never learn the ocean's heart
Yeah, you can map the currents, predict the fall and rise
But I'm the one who knows the hunger hiding in its eyes
(Outro)
Yeah, I know its heart...
You can keep the new blueprints
(You'll never learn its heart)
Yeah, you can keep the new blueprints
(The hunger in its eyes)
Keep your straight lines and your math
You can keep the new blueprints...
About The Song
This song is a direct translation of a complex economic event into a raw, personal, human drama. Inspired by news of global shipping fleets being replaced by automated 'smart' vessels, 'You Can Keep The New Blueprints' explores the universal fear of obsolescence. It's not a song about ships; it's a song about anyone who has poured their soul into a craft, a job, or a relationship, only to be told a newer, more 'efficient' model is taking their place. The core metaphor casts this technological shift as an epic, industrial breakup. The seasoned, experienced vessel (representing the human worker) speaks directly to its sleek, automated replacement. The musical framework is heavily influenced by the defiant, anthemic synth-pop of artists like Chappell Roan, whose dramatic and soaring style provides the perfect vehicle for this kiss-off. It’s a statement of pride in the face of being devalued, arguing that intangible wisdom, experience ('a living almanac'), and 'heart' are things that can never be programmed or made obsolete.
Production Notes
Genre: Industrial Synth-Pop / Power Pop
Overall Vibe: Defiant, anthemic, cavernous, but with a polished pop sheen. Think Chappell Roan's theatricality meets the rhythmic grit of Nine Inch Nails' 'Pretty Hate Machine'.
Vocal Chain: A clean, powerful lead vocal recorded with a Neumann U87 to capture richness. For the chorus and bridge, stack 3-4 harmony layers, compressing them together heavily (LA-2A style) and adding a wide, hall reverb (Valhalla Vintage Verb) to create an enormous, choir-like effect. During the bridge ('I was wrestling with fate'), automate a distortion plugin (like Soundtoys Decapitator) to ramp up on the vocal, adding grit and desperation.
Instrumentation: The song is built on a massive, driving synth bass reminiscent of a Moog Model D, slightly overdriven. The main synth chords should be wide and atmospheric (Arturia Jupiter-8 V), contrasted with a sharp, percussive arp (Sequential Prophet-5) that enters in the pre-chorus. Drums are a hybrid of LinnDrum samples and layered industrial hits (metal clanks, chain drops pitched and timed as snares/percussion). Introduce a real, distant-sounding piano in the bridge for vulnerability before the final chorus crashes back in.
Mix Automation: The verses should feel relatively dry and intimate, with the vocals front and center. Use automation to drastically widen the stereo field and increase reverb tails as it builds into the pre-chorus and explodes in the chorus. In the outro, filter out the high-end from the main synth pads, leaving only the bass, vocals, and the industrial percussion to fade.
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