Pieces of my Name

The signal was never clear. Somewhere beyond the rain, beyond the static, beyond the glow of a city that never sleeps, fragments continue to drift through the noise. Lost packets carrying names, memories, promises, and pieces of things that were never fully understood. Every transmission leaves something behind. What survives becomes distortion. What fades becomes myth. What remains keeps searching the dark for a frequency that feels familiar. This recording was recovered from a corrupted archive after repeated synchronization failures. The source could not be verified. The destination is unknown. If you can hear it, the connection was never completely lost. If you recognize it, neither were you. Music: Original composition generated using Suno Lyrics & Direction: Ivan – NerdW0rk