In trailing backwards – Cinematic, Dark Folk, Trip Hop Versions | Song created with Suno (my lyrics, my voice) 21 June 2026
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## 🧠 ABOUT THE PROCESS
I transformed my original poem by adapting it into lyrics that were then used for a song generated using Suno, featuring my voice. Below you’ll find part of the original poem, the revised lyrics, and the musical version.
## 📜 ORIGINAL POEM
Born from a dream of geological collapse and rising oceans, "In Trailing Backwards" follows a journey through submerged worlds, hidden truths and strange evolutions where survival demands transformation. Part vision, part prophecy and part dream journal, this piece explores the cyclical nature of time, consciousness and becoming.
She calls me The dark blue Mother Her voice soft Piercing Time The inflexions in the rhyme Depicting morrows
[Verse] She calls me, the dark blue Mother Depicting morrows to smother Her voice so soft keeps piercing Time pointing to inflexions in rhyme
[Verse] The false lords, they carry baskets Weight of grapes, slowing necks’ faucets Craning into swirling voids stored where the twirling Time stills no more
[Verse] He said it slowly, undeterred by the chattering of the herd scattering in pain slow to leak Silent watch as it unfolds bleak
[Verse] They pay high, sins of the father Price in veins that flow grey lather Squandering remains of day dreads when teetering crowns mistook heads
[Chorus] We will fly when the waters wane into skies where twin suns slow strain, beckon to purple landscapes sealed In trailing backwards, truth revealed
[Verse] The waters, they surge above bridge crashing on the outer dams’ ridge The rims fade into crumbling sands of Humanity’s peaks’ wetlands
[Verse] Slaves hurry to their sunken graves for undone evils their mouth craves Their feet so sore from the walking their inane dark mouths still talking
[Verse] Three by three, they pair uneven Their tales dead like roadkill leaden As the blue-green graveyards thunder sealing them forever under
[Verse] Ingrained roots of loving solace They bring to us Salvation’s grace stored in the bubbles that we share The grown gills opening to air
[Chorus] We will fly when the waters wane into skies where twin suns slow strain, beckon to purple landscapes sealed In trailing backwards, truth revealed
## 🎧 SUNO SONG
Listen to how this poem transforms into music across different styles:
### 🎬 Cinematic version A cinematic interpretation emphasising atmosphere and emotional intensity. In trailing backwards – Cinematic Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌾 Dark Folk version A folk interpretation of the song, focusing on acoustic textures and a more intimate sound that highlights the lyrical and emotional core with a touch of dark. In trailing backwards – Dark Folk Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
### 🌌 Trip-Hop version A hypnotic Trip-Hop interpretation blending haunting textures, introspective rhythms and atmospheric depth In trailing backwards – Trip-Hop Song | My Original Lyrics, My Voice (Suno)
## 🎼 ABOUT THESE VERSIONS
This piece has been interpreted across multiple musical styles using Suno, exploring how the same lyrics evolve through Cinematic, Dark Folk and Trip-Hop influences.
