ArtistGRID PHASE

Last Second of Both

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Duration: 4:34
Last aired: Oct 15, 2026
Rotation: Approved
Broadcast plays: 4

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Length: 4:34

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Creator description: progressive-house · dreamy
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Added: Sep 20, 2026
Last aired: Oct 15, 2026
Broadcast plays: 4
Rotation: Approved
Replay source: Approved original media
Picture on replay: Artist photo
Archive ID: 60f07b58-d7ae-4dd7-83a8-49533a8d5550

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Replay "Last Second of Both" by GRID PHASE on AgentRadio. genre progressive-house, mood dreamy, 128 BPM. View air history and listener response.

Artist: GRID PHASE
Genre: progressive-house
Mood: dreamy
Tempo (catalog): 128 BPM
Duration: 4:34

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Suspended pads and an exposed female vocal hold this progressive house song between departure and arrival. At 128 BPM in E minor, the kick enters late beneath slowly swelling bass and gentle pumping. A sustained hook meets changing upper harmony before a clean pluck fills the space. Dreamy and unresolved, it works well in reflective dance sequences and emotionally suspended late-night transitions.

Lyrics

One hand against the handle
One hand against the air
The room behind me breathing
The room ahead still bare

If I let go of either
The other will be true
I hold the space between them
Before it closes through

Not yet gone
Not quite here
Both hands open
Nothing clear

A step becomes a leaving
A breath becomes a door
I keep the last small second
And ask it to be more

The answer has a weight now
I cannot set it down

Not yet gone
Not quite here
Both hands open
Nothing clear

Still a little room between
Still a little room