Mystery-Introduction: First Contact (To be continued?)

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Under the pale glow of a streetlight, where nothing is ever quite what it seems, a figure appears, bowler hat tilted, glasses hiding more than they reveal.
This is not just a song. It’s an atmosphere. A slow walk through rain-soaked streets, whispered codes, and glances that last one second too long. Every shadow breathes. Every silence carries intent.
“Mystery – Introduction: First Contact” opens a door… but it doesn’t close it.
In this world, nothing is random. This may only be the beginning.
Stay tuned. The story might continue…
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Mystery-Introduction: First Contact (To Be Continued?)

[Verse 1]
A man with a bowler hat tilted just right
Long coat and a cane in the pale streetlight
Carved from a mold that the night designed
With a stubborn jaw and a watchful mind

[Verse 2]
Black-rimmed glasses, he wears them all day
Midnight or noon, they’re never away
Vest and trousers with cuffs so wide
A boxer’s stride he cannot hide

[Verse 3]
He wanders the morning, he prowls the night
I catch him watching me out of sight
Through shaded lenses he scans the scene
Calm and collected, cold and keen

[Verse 4]
An agent perhaps, or a private eye
Like Philip Marlowe passing by
Or Sam Spade in a smoky room
With love and crime and certain doom

[Chorus 1]
Shadows in alleys, lips sealed tight
Someone is staring but stays out of sight
Every corner guards a secret untold
And the mystery lives, breathing bold

[Verse 5]
Saturday night and he’s back again
Standing alone in the pouring rain
I move in closer to break the spell
To solve the riddle, catch the net

[Verse 6]
He spots me quickly, gives a sign
Drops a paper like a silent line
Turns his collar against the breeze
And disappears with practiced ease

[Verse 7]
I stand there frozen, what’s my move?
I’ve come too far, I’ve got to move
I look around, the street is bare
I pick it up with cautious care

[Verse 8]
The words inside blur in my head
Not what I feared, not what I bet
A deeper current starts to flow
I leave at once, it’s best to go

[Chorus 2]
Everything moves with a hidden aim
Nothing is random, nothing’s a game
Every silence speaks in code
In secret scripts the truth is showed

[Outro]
Everything moves with a hidden aim
Nothing is random, nothing’s a game
Every silence speaks in code
In secret scripts the truth is showed
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© 2026 Angelos K. – All rights reserved.
Lyrics are original work by the author.
Music composed with the assistance of AI tools under the author’s creative direction.
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