Out of range

A night escape into signal free space.

City lights stream past like neon lines, and the world feels distant. The phone vibrates in a pocket, reality calling, but the choice is made not to answer. It is not about losing connection. It is about cutting it on purpose.

Everything feels unreal. Thoughts grow lighter. Gravity fades. Past the last train, somewhere around 25 o clock, the mind drifts into a temporary orbit outside pressure and expectation.

This song is not about giving up. It is about surfacing for air. A moment to float, reset, and step away from the weight of tomorrow. The cold night wind, the unsteady steps, the moving lights all become part of a quiet liberation.

An urban floating rock track capturing the feeling of slipping out of reality and into mental out of range.