"Burn Without a Cause” - Soft Ruin Music Video

Описание: Burn Without a Cause” - Soft Ruin Music Video

Alternate timeline music video from Soft Ruin’s ‘Ash Communion EP. Floaty, haunting energy flows through strange visual worlds. A shorter ‘radio’ version became a college radio staple for decades.

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Edited in Premiere and upscaled in Topaz Video

Posted 1/14/26
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Verse I
The house remembers footsteps
That never learned my name
Curtains breathe like witnesses
Ash drifting through the frame
We kept our hands in pockets
Where the truth could not be found
The clock kept losing seconds
Every time you made a sound

Pre-Chorus
I traced the cracks in silver light
Where promises had slept
There’s nothing left to bury now
Only what we never kept

Chorus
Leave the lights on for no one
Let them hum against the wall
Every prayer we abandoned
Still echoes when they fall
I stand where the damage lingers
Like a shadow without form
Not broken—just rewritten
By the quiet after the storm

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Verse II
The streetlamps flicker language
I was never taught to read
Names dissolve into vapor
Every want reduced to need
We danced around the warning signs
Like smoke around a flame
I learned the shape of absence
Before I learned your name

Pre-Chorus
The floorboards know the pattern
Of where we used to stand
There’s a future folded somewhere
I can’t unfold by hand

Chorus
Leave the lights on for no one
Let them burn without a cause
Every vow we left unspoken
Still waits behind the walls
I walk through the devastation
Like it’s holy, like it’s warm
Not broken—just rewritten
By the quiet after the storm

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Bridge
If this is what survives us
Let it stay unfinished
Let the silence keep the secret
Of what we never finished
I don’t mourn what disappeared
I mourn what stayed too long
A choir made of sirens
Singing softly, singing wrong

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Final Chorus (stripped / half-time)
Leave the lights on for no one
Let them flicker, let them fade
All the rituals we hollowed
Still remember what we prayed
I remain where the echo lives
Neither healed nor torn
Just a figure in the static
Of the quiet after the storm