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Too Many Sunrises

Too Many Sunrises is a Suno song by Alex Merced blending Math-Rock, published October 14, 2026. Hear it and view its verified details.

Type
Suno generation
Runtime
3:36
Published
Style
Math-Rock · IDM · Melodic Prog Rock
Suno model
v6

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Artwork for Too Many Sunrises

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.

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[Verse 1]
Passport stamps stacked up like a deck of cards
Sending late-night texts across six time zones
Thought I was expanding my heart, stretching it far
Leaving little fires burning in foreign towns
Now every phone ping feels like a quiet alarm
Someone’s waking up while someone’s going to sleep
Holding five different hands without keeping them warm
Promises I never meant to make so deep

[Chorus]
Too many sunrises, too many names
Every open door feels like a wall of shame
If I pick one road, four bridges burn down
Who holds the warmth when I leave the town?
Spinning the globe till the continents bleed
Trying to find the one path that I actually need

[Verse 2]
Tokyo mornings and a London afternoon
San Diego twilight coming way too soon
They depend on the spark, depend on the glow
Scared of the shadow that I’m bound to throw
Is it generosity or just a cowardly game?
Spreading myself thin so nobody claims my name
Now the compass is spinning in a crowded room
And every single choice feels like impending doom

[Chorus]
Too many sunrises, too many names
Every open door feels like a wall of shame
If I pick one road, four bridges burn down
Who holds the warmth when I leave the town?
Spinning the globe till the continents bleed
Trying to find the one path that I actually need

[Bridge]
[Dense Tapping]
[Fuzz Bass Solo]
Can't keep feeding five different flames
Without turning myself to ash
Without leaving four hearts in a sudden crash
Which warmth is real, which one is a ghost?
Who am I hurting when I love the most?

[Outro]
Five time zones calling out at once
Five quiet voices waiting for the response
Standing at the crossroads, frozen in place
Fearing the damage of a single choice's grace
[Chopped Dry Breaks]
[Fade out]

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