We Keep Their Echoes | Tribute to Minneapolis (AI Music)
Автор: Zag Areth
Загружено: 2026-02-03
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Описание:
A quiet americana folk ballad about memory, loss, and the slow normalization of fear.
“We Keep Their Echoes” is not a protest song that shouts.
It is a song that stands still and remembers.
🎵 Music & Lyrics: Zag Areth & Ash Calder (ChatGPT)
🎙 Vocal: Anne (Suno)
🖼 Artwork: AI-generated
🎼 Production: AI-assisted
Written and produced as an AI-assisted music project.
Lyrics:
Through frozen nights and broken lamps
Down a narrow city street
A winter town held its breath in fear
Under unfamiliar boots
They came in vans without a name
With badges turned away
Said they were here to keep the peace
Or so they chose to say
Against the smoke and the shouted words
Before the morning came
Ordinary people learned that night
How fragile justice can be
There were marks in the snow where hands had slipped
Where kindness should have been
And two souls gone before the dawn
No sirens, no relief
Oh my city, I hear you breathe
Through the fog and the cold
We stand here quiet, shoulder to shoulder
Learning what fear is sold
In our own streets they walked unchecked
In the winter of this year
We don’t forget the ones who fell
We keep their echoes near
They said it was confusion
They said it happened fast
But we saw the shadows move too slow
He never had a chance
They told us not to trust our eyes
Just listen to their words
But truth lay bleeding in the snow
Unarmed, unheard
Oh my city, I hear you cry
Low and barely loud
Not in rage, not in fire
Just hearts bowed down
We don’t need slogans, we don’t shout
We just stand and persist
Remembering the cost of silence
In moments just like this
They say the law is neutral now
But it learns our names too well
Some are stopped, some disappear
Some are told don’t tell
And fear becomes a daily coat
You wear and don’t discuss
Until it feels almost normal
Like the cold for all of us
In quiet chants of leave us be
Our tired voices blend
Through shattered glass and sleepless nights
We learn where lines all end
Oh my city, I hear you breathe
Through the fog and the cold
We stand our ground without a sound
Doing what we’re told
In our own streets they came and went
In the winter of this year
We don’t forget the ones who fell
We keep their echoes near
We don’t forget the ones who fell
We keep their echoes near
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