Lyrics

**[Verse 1]**
Here with my G-map,
I can chart every trail.
[Polymoog plays a dark, arpeggiated pattern with subtle violin-like energy.]
From Singapore’s glow
To Hokkaido’s snow,
With itchy feet.
Here with my G-map,
I see stories unfold.
[Minimoog bassline syncs with electronic drums, adding a goth-dark edge.]
From Vietnam’s shores
To Alberta’s cold,
With itchy feet.
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**[Instrumental Break]**
[Synth solo on Polymoog: sharp, cinematic notes with heavy reverb.]
[Minimoog bassline continues, pulsating with intensity.]
[Flute accents weave through the melody, adding an ethereal touch.]
[Violin-like synth textures build, creating an inspiring, dramatic crescendo.]
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**[Verse 2]**
Here in the wild,
I unplug and breathe.
[Polymoog introduces a new, haunting chord progression.]
From San Francisco’s hum
To Banff’s reprieve,
With itchy feet.
Here with my crew,
We rewrite every scene.
[Minimoog bassline grows louder; Polymoog adds layered, cinematic harmonies.]
From cities to green,
It’s the rhythm we feel,
With itchy feet.
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**[Outro]**
Itchy feet... Itchy feet...
[Synths fade out slowly: Polymoog holds long, reverb-heavy notes.]
[Bassline repeats and fades into silence, leaving a haunting, cinematic echo.]