AySa Beats - A Knock in the Night (Official Video) feat. Vimoksha

Описание: Official music video for “A Knock in the Night” by AySa Beats feat. Vimoksha.

🎧 Listen on Spotify: /


📝 About the song:
A Knock in the Night is a quiet, cinematic song about the moment when life changes without warning. It tells the story of a night interrupted — not by noise, but by absence — and the slow, silent days that follow.

Rather than focusing on loss itself, the song lives in the details left behind: routines that no longer make sense, words that were never said, and the space where someone used to be. It’s about grief that doesn’t shout — it stays, waits, and echoes.

This song is for anyone who knows how a single knock can divide life into before and after.

Credits:
🎤 Vocals: Vimoksha
🎶 Music & Production: AySa Beats
✍️ Lyrics: AySa Beats
📩 For collaborations: aysa.beats[at]gmail[dot]com

It was late, and I was half asleep,
the night was still, the dark was deep.
A knock that split the night in two—
I knew, before I even knew.

A man in blue— eyes on the ground,
his silence made the only sound.
He said your name, then looked away—
and nothing else was left to say.

You’re not in bed, but I still turn—
my hands still reach, my chest still burns.
the dark still holds the shape of you,
but all I reach for passes through.

I boil two cups, still pour you one,
and talk to you like we’re not done.
The last thing I said was just “see you”...
not “come home safe”—
and now it’s too late.

I count the days, but lose their names.
Each morning breaks and feels the same.
I water plants you said would die—
but they keep growing. I don't know why.

I leave the light on when it’s late—
some part of me still makes you wait.
Some nights I hear your engine near,
and then remember: you’re not here.

I talk to you like you're still near.
I hold you close, I kiss you clear.
Then I remember—
you’re not here.
You’re not here.
You’re not... here.

You’re not in bed, but I still turn—
my hands still reach, my chest still burns.
The dark still holds the shape of you,
but all I reach for passes through.

I boil two cups, still pour you one,
and talk to you like we’re not done.
The last thing I said was just “see you”...
not “come home safe”—
and now it’s too late.

You’re not here.
You’re not here.
You’re not... here.

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