Elena - Late Radio, Low Volume — Warm Shadows - Between the Beats - Blues & Soul

Описание: “Between the Beats” unfolds in the quiet space where rhythm slows down and time stretches.
From the album Late Radio, Low Volume — Warm Shadows, this track leans into restrained blues and soul with subtle jazz color, carried by warm bass motion and unhurried harmony.
There’s no rush here — only the pulse that lingers after the note fades. A late-night atmosphere shaped by shadow, space, and quiet confidence.

From the album Late Radio, Low Volume — Warm Shadows, where blues, soul, and cinematic night textures meet at low volume.
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Lyrics:

Yellowed blinds
Slice the room in stripes
Half a drink
And a clock that never chimes
Your coat on my chair
Like you meant to stay
Lipstick on the glass
Fading with the day

Midnight keeps its secrets
Holds them in its teeth
Every small confession
Caught between the beats
You said
"Maybe later"
And later never came
Midnight keeps its secrets
But it whispers me your name

Streetcar hum
Far down the line
Your match flared once
Then you changed your mind
You laughed too soft
Staring at the floor
Key in your hand
But you didn’t lock the door

Midnight keeps its secrets
Holds them in its teeth
Every small confession
Caught between the beats
You said
"Maybe later"
And later never came
Midnight keeps its secrets
But it whispers me your name

If I call you now
Would the silence answer?
If you walked back in
Would the room remember?
Our half-spun truth
In the quiet we betrayed
Two shadows on the wall
Too careful to fade

Midnight keeps its secrets
Holds them in its teeth
Every small confession
Caught between the beats
You said
"Maybe later"
And later never came
Midnight keeps its secrets
But it whispers me your name