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Lyrics 100% created by me, vocals and instrumentals produced using AI. This was very embarrassing for me to write because it's about a guy who would come into my old part time job a few months back, but its definitely unique haha. Let me know what you think, Thank you for listening! Please make sure to like and follow on my other platforms: https://linktr.ee/Honybeebaby

Blue Collar Love

He was born into the sound of gunfire, his first lullaby the echo of destruction. Childhood was carved from rubble and shadow, each street a reminder of what had been lost. He watched his mother and father fall to a world that seemed designed to break him, yet their absence became the forge that tempered him. The hurt cut deep, but instead of hardening him with hate, it taught him humility.

Every scar in his heart whispered lessons of endurance, every memory a quiet testament to survival. He became a man of pain, carrying the weight of loss, yet his soul remained uncluttered by blame. The world had taken much, but it had not stolen his capacity for kindness, nor his ability to hold space for others without resentment.

In his eyes, you could see the echoes of grief and the calm of a heart that had learned to bend without breaking. Though forged in fire and shadowed by sorrow, he walked the earth with quiet strength, a man shaped by loss, yet defined by love, humility, and a peace that comes not from forgetting, but from choosing to rise above the world’s cruelty.

A Child Of War, A Man Of Pain

Reason Why (reupload)

Track 3 - BALANCE - Heaven on Earth.... 
Balance tells the story of a world rising from chaos and reckoning into renewal. The streets once broken hum with life, children laugh where sirens once screamed, and hope grows through human deeds. Former enemies rebuild together, scars transformed into sacred markers, and the rhythm of love replaces the echoes of war. Humanity learns that heaven is not a distant dream but a lived experience, a shared consciousness forged from pain, remembrance, and unity. The track celebrates the rebirth of spirit, the reclamation of the world, and the harmony born when hearts align

BALANCE - Heaven on Earth

Fall Love

Woran ich glaube

Lights low, my guard on mute
Heart talkin’ in substitute

I can be heat when the air turns thin,
Hands find space where words begin.
I can be skin under your breath,
Every touch a slow confess.
I can be pulse under your fist,
Beat for beat we co-exist.

I’m not tryna play safe tonight,
I just wanna feel what’s right.

Make what you want with me,
I’m open, honestly.
Let the silence set us free,
No need for prophecy.
Make what you want with me,
Just move intentionally.

I can be frame for your shadow’s fall,
Shoulder to shoulder, we take it all.
I can be breath in your collarbone,
Heat translates in undertone.
I can be wave when the tempo slides,
Bodies speak where sound hides.

I’m not tryna play safe tonight,
I just wanna feel what’s right.

Make what you want with me,
I’m open, honestly.
Let the silence set us free,
No need for prophecy.
Make what you want with me,
Just move intentionally.

No control, just clarity,
Two souls in polarity.
If the night decides our names,
Let the heat forget the shame.

Make what you want with me,
I’m open, honestly.
Let the silence set us free,
No need for prophecy.
Make what you want with me,
I’ll still be who I mean to be.
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Lights low, my guard on mute

Make what you want with me (Sensual Soul reload)

A mix of Neo Soul & Slow Jam house remixes of some classic Kaskade songs 

Kaskade - Steppin Out (Lifebeats Neo Soul Remix)

"The Monkey, the Cow, and the Crown Jewel" is a musical journey into a profound spiritual paradox from 13th-century Japan. Inspired by Nichiren Daishonin's letter, the Urabon Gosho, the song tells the story of Lord Jibu, a priest described as lacking wisdom and dignity—like a "monkey or a cow". Yet, he is praised in the highest terms.  

Why? Because his one redeeming quality is his simple, unshakable faith in the Lotus Sutra.

This orchestral folk-rock epic explores the theological concept of "derived sanctity." It's not about our own perfection, but the power of the ultimate truth we hold dear. Through the powerful metaphors of a "snake holding a gem" and a "dragon guarding sacred relics," the song builds from a sparse, intimate confession into a soaring anthem for the imperfect. It is a testament to the idea that pure faith is the one jewel that can make any flawed vessel sacred, transforming a life of shadow into a source of brilliant light.  

(Verse 1 – The Lament of the Flawed Vessel)
[sparse fingerpicked guitar, Hammond drone] Not one of two hundred fifty precepts kept, Three thousand rules of conduct, all unkept. My wisdom’s dull — like a horse or a cow, A monkey’s dignity is all I’ve got now. A broken vessel in these latter days, My strength’s a whisper, lost inside the maze. No merit gathered, nothing I can claim, Just a flawed old priest who barely speaks his name.

(Chorus – The Pivotal Faith)
[add upright bass, soft brushed snare] But nevertheless, my heart holds one thing true: I revere the Buddha, and the Sutra too. My only treasure is the faith I hold — A story for these latter days retold. For broken vessels shine with borrowed light, And in devotion, find their sacred might.

(Verse 2 – The Sacred Metaphors of Derived Sanctity)
[slide guitar enters with call-and-response] I’m like a serpent with a priceless gem — Its light redeems, though it’s not mine, but them. A dragon guarding relics, pure and bright, My being changed by the Dharma’s light. The jewel is perfect, though the snake may crawl, Untouched by mud, it sanctifies us all. My hands are empty, yet I guard the Law — The greatest treasure this world ever saw.

(Chorus – The Pivotal Faith) But nevertheless, my heart holds one thing true: I revere the Buddha, and the Sutra too. My only treasure is the faith I hold — A story for these latter days retold. For broken vessels shine with borrowed light, And in devotion, find their sacred might.

(Bridge – The Boundless Promise)
[choir harmonies swell, organ opens] A wisteria vine around a mighty pine, I climb to heights that never could be mine. My strength may fail, but clinging to this grace, I’ll save my kin and find their sacred place. For seven generations, I can bring them peace, A fine jewel of a grandson — granting release. Through faith alone, I soar on borrowed wings, And hear the song the Tranquil Heaven sings.

(Outro – The Mantra of Faith)
[fade with gospel humming — mantra-like repetition of “borrowed light…”] The monkey, the cow, and the crown jewel bright — A flawed man’s faith in eternal light. The monkey, the cow, and the crown jewel bright — Borrowed light becomes my own tonight.

Reason Why (reupload)

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