Left foot late street
Right turn wrong lane
Gold sign green line
Bus stop no name
Pocket full of numbers
None of them fit
City keeps talking
I walk with it
Round block
Back street
Step step
Loose beat
Don’t know where
Don’t know when
But the song says
Go again
No Map, Just Music
No Map, Just Music
I don’t need the way
If the rhythm keeps moving
No Map, Just Music
No Map, Just Music
Wrong road feels right
When the chorus comes through it
Blue bus red brake
Corner store glow
Two coins three blocks
Nowhere to go
Highway on the radio
Sidewalk in my shoes
Every little wrong turn
Finds another groove
Round block
Back street
Step step
Loose beat
Don’t know where
Don’t know when
But the song says
Go again
No Map, Just Music
No Map, Just Music
I don’t need the way
If the rhythm keeps moving
No Map, Just Music
No Map, Just Music
Wrong road feels right
When the chorus comes through it
No north
No south
Just sound
Just now
No left
No line
Just one
Good time
No north
No south
Just sound
Just now
No map
No plan
Still fine
Somehow
No Map, Just Music
No Map, Just Music
I don’t need the way
If the rhythm keeps moving
No Map, Just Music
No Map, Just Music
Wrong road feels right
When the chorus comes through it
No Map, Just Music
No Map, Just Music
Step by step
I let the song choose it
No Map, Just Music
No Map, Just Music
Lost on the street
But found in the movement
- Lyricist
Nollis Fen
- Composer
Malon Greaves
- Producer
Elias Bront
- Vocals
Nollis Fen
Listen to No Map, Just Music by Nollis Fen
Streaming / Download
- 1
Low Beam Radio
Nollis Fen
- 2
Keep the Station On
Nollis Fen
- ⚫︎
No Map, Just Music
Nollis Fen
- 4
Harbor in the Speaker
Nollis Fen
- 5
Needle Toward Home
Nollis Fen
- 6
Porchlight Groove
Nollis Fen
- 7
Broadcast Me Home
Nollis Fen
- 8
Streetlights Can't Reach Here
Nollis Fen
- 9
Follow the Bassline Home
Nollis Fen
- 10
Light on the Airwaves
Nollis Fen
- 11
Leave the Last Chorus On
Nollis Fen
Light on the Airwaves is an analog soul / bedroom funk album about music becoming a small guide for someone drifting through the night
A voice spilling from an old speaker, a low bassline moving like a pulse, a little warmth left in the room
These songs do not offer clear answers or dramatic rescue
Instead, they glow quietly through the air, telling the listener that there is still somewhere to return to
Nollis Fen's voice does not erase the dark
It stays lit inside it, soft and steady enough to lead someone home
