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Soft Orange Glow / Josh Woodward

An original artist recording with animated lyrics, original artwork and a sound-reactive visualizer.

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Aspect ratio
9:16
Resolution
720 × 1280
Duration
66.0 s
Highlight style
Editorial music poster
Font size
44
Visualizer style
Waveform
Render time
9.13 s
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Recording credits & license

Soft Orange Glow — Josh Woodward | CC BY 4.0

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Audio language: English · Original recording source ↗ · CC-BY-4.0

Changes: excerpted and re-encoded audio, captions and original motion graphics added.

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How this example was made

Exports combine production typography measurements with FFmpeg and ASS. Captions use Whisper small and may contain recognition errors; some classic readings are corrected against their source text. Render times exclude transcription and describe the build computer, not a server guarantee.

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Recognition draft

Every time I close my eyes, the burning lamp lights on Main Street On this deserted Tuesday night Are calling for a sign of life to consume their fire As the girl sits alone on a bench She's waiting for a ride Or a moment of clarity Or perhaps she is not waiting for anything at all And she's content to watch the street lights and the moon on the concrete She's been there for as long as I have seen it maybe longer Maybe she has always been there as a living statue She commemorates a saint who had fallen some years past And is drifted from the spotlight and is nothing more than a shadow of a shadow

Text shown in the video

Every time I close my eyes, the burning lamp lights on Main Street On this deserted Tuesday night Are calling for a sign of life to consume their fire As the girl sits alone on a bench She's waiting for a ride Or a moment of clarity Or perhaps she is not waiting for anything at all And she's content to watch the street lights and the moon on the concrete She's been there for as long as I have seen it maybe longer Maybe she has always been there as a living statue She commemorates a saint who had fallen some years past And is drifted from the spotlight and is nothing more than a shadow of a shadow

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Source and measurement notes

These examples use licensed original songs and real human recordings. No synthetic narration or replacement vocals are added. Each language has its own 20-example gallery; every video lasts at least one minute. Music retains the original recording language, shown on each card.

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