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Hush Veil - Midnight Caller (soul)

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Some calls are meant to be answered… but what if the voice on the other end belongs to someone lost in time? Midnight Caller is a hauntingly soulful ballad about a mysterious phone call that blurs the lines between memory and reality. With deep contralto vocals and a melancholic vintage production, this song captures the weight of longing, regret, and unanswered questions.
Let the echoes of the past guide you through the night. 🌙📞
🎧 Listen now and let us know—who do you think is on the other end of the line?
#MidnightCaller #RetroSoul #MelancholicMelody #LostVoices #VintageVibes
Lyrics
Clock strikes twelve, the world stands still,
A ringing sound cuts through the chill.
I reach across the empty space,
Fingers trembling, heartbeats race.
A voice I know, yet can’t believe,
Soft and low, like autumn leaves.
Whispers drifting through the line,
Is it real, or just my mind?
Midnight caller, say my name,
Tell me something, ease the pain.
Are you real, or just a dream?
A ghost wrapped up in memories.
Static hums between the words,
Like echoes lost but still unheard.
Familiar laughter, distant sighs,
Pull me deep into the night.
A voice I know, yet can’t believe,
Soft and low, like autumn leaves.
Whispers drifting through the line,
Is it real, or just my mind?
Midnight caller, say my name,
Tell me something, ease the pain.
Are you real, or just a dream?
A ghost wrapped up in memories.
“Don’t hang up,” the silence pleads,
A broken past, a heart that bleeds.
One more word, one last goodbye,
But all that lingers is the dial tone’s sigh.
Midnight fades, the echoes stay,
A voice that time won’t take away.
The phone is quiet, the night moves on,
But in my soul, you're never gone.
Let the echoes of the past guide you through the night. 🌙📞
🎧 Listen now and let us know—who do you think is on the other end of the line?
#MidnightCaller #RetroSoul #MelancholicMelody #LostVoices #VintageVibes
Lyrics
Clock strikes twelve, the world stands still,
A ringing sound cuts through the chill.
I reach across the empty space,
Fingers trembling, heartbeats race.
A voice I know, yet can’t believe,
Soft and low, like autumn leaves.
Whispers drifting through the line,
Is it real, or just my mind?
Midnight caller, say my name,
Tell me something, ease the pain.
Are you real, or just a dream?
A ghost wrapped up in memories.
Static hums between the words,
Like echoes lost but still unheard.
Familiar laughter, distant sighs,
Pull me deep into the night.
A voice I know, yet can’t believe,
Soft and low, like autumn leaves.
Whispers drifting through the line,
Is it real, or just my mind?
Midnight caller, say my name,
Tell me something, ease the pain.
Are you real, or just a dream?
A ghost wrapped up in memories.
“Don’t hang up,” the silence pleads,
A broken past, a heart that bleeds.
One more word, one last goodbye,
But all that lingers is the dial tone’s sigh.
Midnight fades, the echoes stay,
A voice that time won’t take away.
The phone is quiet, the night moves on,
But in my soul, you're never gone.