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Honey's Gone
Honey's Gone is a Suno song by Alex Merced blending Prog Rock, published October 13, 2026. Hear it and view its verified details.
- Artist
- Alex Merced
- Type
- Suno generation
- Runtime
- 3:18
- Published
- Style
- Prog Rock · IDM · Phonk
- Suno model
- v6
- Streaming albums
- Metaphor Than Meets the Eye (Suno ↗)
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How this recording was made
Created by Alex Merced with Suno; style tags, runtime, artwork, model version and lyrics are sourced from the public Suno recording metadata.
The musical arrangement and performance were generated with Suno from Alex’s creative direction. The title, published source, model label, style tags, artwork and text shown here come from the public recording metadata.
Read the published lyrics
[Verse 1] You land on a buttercup, taste what it could be Then spot a blue bell two rows down the field You leave the first promise hanging in the breeze And chase the sweeter story it might yield [Pre-Chorus] One petal says wait, one petal says fly You keep both wings busy asking why [Chorus] Pick one, pick one—no, that one’s brighter Left, right, compare till the comb runs drier Round and round where the blossoms sway You count every honey and give none away Pick one, pick one—your wings beat faster The hive stays hollow beneath the flower laughter Every bloom says, “I could be the one” You’re rich in choices, but the honey’s gone [Verse 2] You make a little chart on a leaf in the sun Rank each golden cup by its promised taste The workers come home with the evening begun You’re still on the hill with the list half erased [Pre-Chorus] One petal says wait, one petal says fly You keep both wings busy asking why [Chorus] Pick one, pick one—no, that one’s brighter Left, right, compare till the comb runs drier Round and round where the blossoms sway You count every honey and give none away Pick one, pick one—your wings beat faster The hive stays hollow beneath the flower laughter Every bloom says, “I could be the one” You’re rich in choices, but the honey’s gone [Bridge] The meadow doesn’t owe you a perfect flower The clock keeps chewing through the golden hour Land on a bloom, let the question rest A little gathered sweetness beats a flawless guess [Final Chorus] Pick one, pick one—no, that one’s brighter Left, right, compare till the comb runs drier Round and round where the blossoms sway You count every honey and give none away Pick one, pick one—your wings beat faster The hive stays hollow beneath the flower laughter Every bloom says, “I could be the one” You’re rich in choices, but the honey’s gone [Outro] One small flower, one little flight A drop in the comb before the night
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