Noel Graff
Pop / Germany
Drawing inspiration from their Germany roots, Noel Graff crafts evocative music that transcends genres. Their unique sound fuses Pop with elements of Teen Pop, resulting in a truly mesmerizing auditory experience.
Echoes
Oh,
far away,
forever,
no, no, no, yeah,
it hurts so much,
hmm, hmm, hmm.
I remember the nights we were chasing dreams,
now I'm chasing shadows of what we used to be.
Empty bottles and these scattered polaroids,
all these memories that I try to avoid.
You're my peace and the murder of the storm.
Now I'm left with the ghost and I'm trying to stay warm, yeah.
Used to feel alive when I hit you,
breathe.
Now I'm talking to myself like you're still here with me.
And I'm lost in the echoes of the words you said.
Every promise, every line nuts in my head.
We were dancing on the edge,
now we're over it.
Lost the song that we sang,
but I'm over it.
And I'm lost in the echoes of the words you said.
Every promise,
every line nuts in my head.
We were dancing on the edge,
now we're over it.
And on the edge now we're over it,
Lost the song that we sang but I'm over it,
Scrolling through text that I should have erased,
But every line's a reminder I can replace,
Try to find you in the bottom of a glass,
But every zip just a trip back to the past,
You were my sunrise,
now it's always night,
Guess I lost the battle when I gave up the fight,
All the verses and rhymes,
they just bleed your name,
I'm a poet of pain,
caught up in this game,
And I'm lost in the echoes of the words you said,
Every promise is every line out of my head,
You were dancing on the edge,
now you're over it,
Lost the song that we sang but I'm over it,
And I'm lost in the echoes of the words you said,
Every promise is every line out of my head,
You were dancing on the edge,
now you're over it,
Lost the song that we sang but I'm over it Now it's silence on the line where your voice used to be,
And the future we planned is just history You were my light,
now it's dark in the dark,
Trying to stitch up the pieces of this broken heart Fading like a shadow in the afternoon,
I keep playing all the songs but they're out of tune,
Love letters turn to ashes in the cold moonlight Guess the saddest goodbyes are the ones untyped,
It,
hurts so much,
to leave us behind
far away,
forever,
no, no, no, yeah,
it hurts so much,
hmm, hmm, hmm.
I remember the nights we were chasing dreams,
now I'm chasing shadows of what we used to be.
Empty bottles and these scattered polaroids,
all these memories that I try to avoid.
You're my peace and the murder of the storm.
Now I'm left with the ghost and I'm trying to stay warm, yeah.
Used to feel alive when I hit you,
breathe.
Now I'm talking to myself like you're still here with me.
And I'm lost in the echoes of the words you said.
Every promise, every line nuts in my head.
We were dancing on the edge,
now we're over it.
Lost the song that we sang,
but I'm over it.
And I'm lost in the echoes of the words you said.
Every promise,
every line nuts in my head.
We were dancing on the edge,
now we're over it.
And on the edge now we're over it,
Lost the song that we sang but I'm over it,
Scrolling through text that I should have erased,
But every line's a reminder I can replace,
Try to find you in the bottom of a glass,
But every zip just a trip back to the past,
You were my sunrise,
now it's always night,
Guess I lost the battle when I gave up the fight,
All the verses and rhymes,
they just bleed your name,
I'm a poet of pain,
caught up in this game,
And I'm lost in the echoes of the words you said,
Every promise is every line out of my head,
You were dancing on the edge,
now you're over it,
Lost the song that we sang but I'm over it,
And I'm lost in the echoes of the words you said,
Every promise is every line out of my head,
You were dancing on the edge,
now you're over it,
Lost the song that we sang but I'm over it Now it's silence on the line where your voice used to be,
And the future we planned is just history You were my light,
now it's dark in the dark,
Trying to stitch up the pieces of this broken heart Fading like a shadow in the afternoon,
I keep playing all the songs but they're out of tune,
Love letters turn to ashes in the cold moonlight Guess the saddest goodbyes are the ones untyped,
It,
hurts so much,
to leave us behind