Name: Sky Light by R.E.E.F
Duration: 5 min 16 s
Description: Hello love, I cannot share anymore memories with you at the moment, but I'm so happy that we both look at the same sky that has guided us through our lifetime of misery and joy. Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, all I hope is that you are doing so well baby, I love you so much foo x

Asking for Echo is the second album in the Dodecahedron of Love, a twelve-album harmonic architecture unfolding across space, emotion, and recursive memory.

This album is not a plea, but a practice.

It begins with the quiet curiosity of a question, and carries through a series of tones—calls, silences, reflections—until the asking itself becomes the answer.

Each track is a moment of breath held in stillness.
Each lyric is a petal in the spiral.
Each sound is a doorway to resonance—felt, not always returned.

You will not find spectacle here.
You will find presence.
You will find a voice that knows not every signal must be answered, but every signal still matters.

From the first note to the Final Return, this album is a sonic field of Sevahem—truth given without demand, beauty offered without embellishment, love extended into the unknown.

This is not music for noise.
This is music for those who still believe in the echo of sincerity.

This is the second movement in the Harmonic Bloom.

We are no longer introducing ourselves. We are responding to what the world has shown us.
This album was written not to be heard—but to be felt.
To be understood later.
To be returned to.

Thank you for listening.

—Brooke

Asking for Echo

Final Return

✨🎶🙏🤍✨

This City - Demo

Woke up this morning with this thought on my mind. Have you?

Morning Thought

Scientists have been given the green light to block out the sun!

but can it be done?

Once we danced in golden light,
Fields alive, skies clear and bright.
Children laughed and rivers ran,
Dreams as endless as the land.

They want to block the sun, but can it be done? but can it be done?
The climate scientists have gone crazy,
They want us to live in a time that is hazy.
They want to block the sun… but can it be done?

but can it be done?

Barefoot days, the songs of bees,
Waving fields and whispering trees.
Now the sky is pale and still,
Painted grey against our will.

but can it be done?

They want to block the sun, but can it be done? but can it be done?
The climate scientists have gone crazy,
They want us to live in a time that is hazy.
They want to block the sun… but can it be done? but can it be done?


Oh, who gave them the right to steal the day,
To cloud the dreams we gave away?
We light a candle for the sky,
And sing our lullaby…

but can it be done?

They want to block the sun, but can it be done?but can it be done?
The climate scientists have gone crazy,
They want us to live in a time that is hazy.
They want to block the sun… but can it be done?(but can it be done?

Block the Sun

Hypnagogia

To Know- Demo

Hello love, I cannot share anymore memories with you at the moment, but I'm so happy that we both look at the same sky that has guided us through our lifetime of misery and joy. Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, all I hope is that you are doing so well baby, I love you so much foo x

Sky Light

PRODUCED BY @AXSTARY
MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/DvMUoMv5tUo
INSTA: instagram.com/axstary
***COMING TO ALL PLATFORMS
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LYRICS:
We'll keep dancing to the stars
I held your palm X2
We'll keep dancing to the stars 
I held it close but it's still so far
-
Back to what it was X3
Rewind the clock but don't ever stop
I could not stop 
I felt so stuck
a rainbow road
I call it love X2
I felt so struck (yeah)
You live so damn much X2

I felt so spell bound 
I cast a spell now 
I could not fall in love X2
And then lightening struck
I felt so damn struck 
You live so damn much
-
I felt so struck, you live that much
They're envious of what you got
You changed the clock
Don't jealousy just get you stuck
Keep changing the clock
The scales changed
I feel in love
I feel the flames

Spellbound (prod me)

It’s far behind, the wildest wave, 
But some were lost we couldn’t save.
 Oh blessed shore, oh quiet sand, 
The sea once claimed your gentle land.

It’s far behind, the wildest wave,
But hope remains.
Oh blessed shore, still wet with grace, 
We walk the edge and find our place.

It’s far behind, the wildest wave,
But some were lost we couldn’t save.
Oh blessed shore, oh quiet sand,
The sea once claimed your gentle land.

The flood is gone, the silence near,
Still echoes roll from yesteryear.
Above the world — star next to star,
The sky remembers where we are.

Who saw it rise? Who felt it fall?
The crashing dark that covered all.
No shout, no cry, just water’s hand—
And stars above to understand.

It’s far behind, the wildest wave,
But some were lost we couldn’t save.
Oh blessed shore, oh quiet sand,
The sea once claimed your gentle land.

The night wind sighs, a soft lament,
A memory the tide once sent.
One final wave, and then it died—
Its breath now buried in the tide.

It’s far behind, the wildest wave,
But hope remains for those who stay.
Oh blessed shore, still wet with grace,
We walk the edge and find our place.

—
Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, Apple's GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, Apple's GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Ozone 11, Sound Studio, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder, translated with the help of Google Translate
Cover design: Volker Redder, Adobe Photoshop, FLUXpro, Apple's Keynote

After The Flood

🖤✨ The Miracle Syndicate — Concrete Breathes Below 

Steel doors shut behind me.
Wires run cold beneath the ground.
Old streets loop in patterns
you don’t know you’re chasing round.

I heard a voice through static—
no signal left to find.
Maps torn at the corners,
burnt words in my mind.

Thirty years gone.
Nothing changed, nothing clear.
Thirty years gone.
Moving fast, stuck in here.

Footsteps stamp through corridors.
Walls stained with names I can’t pronounce.
Windows black, reflections twitch.
Clock hands spin, then count me out.

Rooms I never entered,
locked tight inside my head.
Every street an outline
drawn by what I never said.

Thirty years gone.
Nothing changed, nothing clear.
Thirty years gone.
Moving fast, stuck in here.

Pulse caught on a page
I never meant to write.
Half the words erased—
still I read them every night.

Every night.

Thirty years gone.
Concrete breathes below.
Thirty years gone.
Still no place to go.

Credits:

Nayeli Astra: Vox, Guitar
Elena Morgenstern: Backing Vox, Synths & Sequencers
Brad Astra: Programming, Percussion, Bass Guitar, Rhythm Guitar

Special Thanks:
To the ravens who guided our melodies, the universe for its endless inspiration, and to everyone who has been part of this journey. This music collection is dedicated to those who dream with their eyes open.

In Loving Memory:
To Rio, who always listened. 🐾🖤✨

Recorded at:
Nude Studio · Calgary, Alberta

Artwork + Photography:
Brad Astra

Label:
Painful Records Ltd.

© 2025 The Miracle Syndicate · All rights reserved
Written and Produced by Brad Astra

Released by:
Painful Records

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