
Loomeria
A mesmerizing fusion of Deep House, Gamelan, Celtic Folk, and Shoegaze, with clear voice, The track revolves around a hidden, catchy rhythmic axis driving a forgotten clockwork greenhouse floating in the stratosphere, Begin with a transparent, mystical atmosphere where reverb-heavy Shoegaze textures blend with delicate, intertwining melodies of Celtic woodwind instruments, Introduce mysterious, interlocking Gamelan percussion mimicking mechanical gears and falling dewdrops, Gradually build an exciting, infectious Deep House groove beneath this ethereal canopy, The rhythm is experimental yet undeniably groovy, Melody shapes are circular and echoing, creating a sense of weightlessness, As the piece progresses, let the woodwinds and metallic percussion swirl into a massive, translucent wall of sound, The arrangement shifts from delicate exploration to a euphoric, driving pulse, perfectly balancing avant-garde mystery with a compelling, unified groove, ‑four-on-the-floor

Loomeria
A mesmerizing fusion of Deep House, Gamelan, Celtic Folk, and Shoegaze, with clear voice, The track revolves around a hidden, catchy rhythmic axis driving a forgotten clockwork greenhouse floating in the stratosphere, Begin with a transparent, mystical atmosphere where reverb-heavy Shoegaze textures blend with delicate, intertwining melodies of Celtic woodwind instruments, Introduce mysterious, interlocking Gamelan percussion mimicking mechanical gears and falling dewdrops, Gradually build an exciting, infectious Deep House groove beneath this ethereal canopy, The rhythm is experimental yet undeniably groovy, Melody shapes are circular and echoing, creating a sense of weightlessness, As the piece progresses, let the woodwinds and metallic percussion swirl into a massive, translucent wall of sound, The arrangement shifts from delicate exploration to a euphoric, driving pulse, perfectly balancing avant-garde mystery with a compelling, unified groove, ‑four-on-the-floor
Lyrics
爪先の下で震える 冷えた真鍮の鼓動
重力に背を向けたまま 鈍色の鍵盤が跳ねる
誰もたどりつかない 孤高の作業場(アトリエ)で
酸化した記憶が 僅かな火花を散らした
[Pre-Chorus]
垂直に落ちる影を 歯車が噛み砕く
行き場を失くした 午後の湿り気
[Chorus 1]
白く爆ぜる糸を 空の隙間に通して
形のない地図を 一つずつ編み上げる
白く爆ぜる糸を 空の隙間に通して
終点のないまま 今日を白く染めていく
[Verse 2]
剥がれ落ちた鱗が 地上の屋根に降り積む
誰も気づかない高さで 円環は歪みを深めた
垂直の揺籠 揺らすのは風の匙
油の切れた祈りが 薄い酸素に溶ける
[Bridge]
巻きすぎた過去が 悲鳴を上げる前に
摩耗した禊を ただ静かに受け入れた
未完成のまま 浮かんでいる贅沢
[Chorus 2]
淡く透ける繭を 青の深淵に放して
名付けられぬ刻を 幾重にも重ねとる
淡く透ける繭を 青の深淵に放して
答えを待たずに 針は踊り続ける
[Outro]
千切れた糸の端が 遠い海へ消える
ゼンマイが止まるまで あともう少し
止まるまで あともう少し
