Summer, Still Ours is the new official music video by Neural Love Project, released on Barichord.
A luminous love song blending romantic synthpop, electronic textures, and summer-night nostalgia, Summer, Still Ours captures the feeling of returning to someone again and again through heat, distance, memory, and desire.
With soft city lights, seaside midnight moments, half-open windows, and slow-burning emotion, the song tells a tender story of connection that deepens with every reunion. Warm, intimate, and cinematic, Summer, Still Ours is a soundtrack for long nights, shared silence, and love that keeps coming back brighter.
Artist: Neural Love Project
Label: Barichord
Title: Summer, Still Ours
For fans of:
romantic synthpop, electronic love songs, summer love songs, dreamy pop, nostalgic electronic music
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Lyrics:
City heat leans on the windows;
we slip outside.
Long tables with friends, plates passing,
easy jokes.
You brush my wrist and the traffic fades out slow.
Streetlights blur to gold and promise one more night.
We drift for a week—never us, just real life—
our girls, their plans,
calendars stacking like waves.
Then one late text, a train, a door, a laugh, and
gravity wins; we fall back in, warm.
Summer keeps looping,
tender and bright.
Salt on our lips, heartbeat
under the synths.
Hold me through heat and
half-open windows;
every return pulls our love
even deeper.
Back road to the hills with bread and cold wine.
Stories get louder
we dance by the kitchen light.
You look at me like the first fearless June,
and I learn your smile again,
like a favorite song.
We drift for a while—rides, lists, late hours—
but threads don’t break,
they tighten in the dark.
You press your forehead to mine, count to ten,
and the world goes
quiet enough for us.
Midnight by the shore,
the tide writes our names
not to keep forever, only to say “now.”
I breathe with your breath and match your heartbeat,
choosing this moment
as many times as it comes.
Summer keeps looping,
tender and bright.
Hold me through heat, under
cathedral skies.
Every return pulls
our love even deeper
slow-motion fireworks we
carry inside.
Fan hum, soft night,
two hands, one room.
We fade, but the feeling stays luminous.
