Visions
Alice Merton · Visions
I cry at the ocean's gate
Keep twisting, turning, changing my ways
Blind faith, I whisper soft as day
My one true love existed
My promise in the mister
What do I gotta do to make you see that I’m
I'm not crazy? I'm not sick, my dreams aren’t there to contradict
What do I gotta do to make you see the light?
'Cause I'm so tired of all your questions, all your doubt
My heart will have to live with them
I see the visions on the screen
But it plays, it only plays for me
I see the visions on the screen
But it plays, it only plays for me
I see the visions on the screen
But it plays, it only plays for me
I see the visions on the screen
But they play, they only play for mе
I'm drowning in the pool of doubt you left outside my sacrеd house
My lungs have learnt to breathe 'spite your thrusting disbelief
I'm drowning in your common sense, I like the world I've created
Of words and melodies, my humble remedies
So what do I gotta do to make you see that I'm
I’m so tired of all your questions, all your doubt
My heart will have to live with them
I see the visions on the screen
But it plays, it only plays for me
I see the visions on the screen
But it plays, it only plays for me
I see the visions on the screen
But it plays, it only plays for me
I see the visions on the screen
But they play, they only play
Oh, what do I do? I can’t change your mind
I can't seem to break into your habits
Oh, what will they say? A mess all around
A plane crashing down
But I see the visions on the screen
And it plays, it only plays for me
I see the visions on the screen
But it plays, it only plays
I see the visions on the screen
But it plays, it only plays for me
I see the visions on the screen
But it plays, it only plays for me
I see the visions on the screen
But it plays, it only plays for me
I see the visions on the screen
But they play, they only play for me
About Visions
"Visions" finds Alice Merton in a pop-minded frame, where a clear central idea and emotional directness are the real strengths. The song works best when its main melodic and rhythmic ideas are allowed to speak plainly, without being crowded by unnecessary decoration. There is a welcome sense of proportion in the way the music presents itself: the hook has room to land, while the surrounding moments support it instead of competing for attention. That restraint gives the performance room to breathe and makes the emotional color feel earned rather than imposed. For listeners returning to Alice Merton, the song offers a compact example of how mood, pacing, and a recognizable point of view can meet in one place. It is a track for focused listening, especially when the details around the main idea begin to reveal their own quiet pull. The clarity of that approach is its own strength, because it lets the feeling come through without turning every moment into a dramatic demand. Even when it aims for immediacy, the track avoids feeling disposable because its atmosphere remains distinct after the final note. Its emotional center stays firmly in view throughout.