Name: Consider the umbilical cord!!!.wav by Art~Whimsically Yours
Duration: 3 min 18 s
Description: the umbilical chord is your first cable service

This is America to Me is a powerful tribute to the real heartbeat of this nation, the people. This Is America to Me honors those who rise early, fight quietly, and give endlessly to make others’ lives better. It speaks to the struggle, the sacrifice, and the silent strength behind freedom. In a time when division shouts loud, this song whispers truth and unity with fire. It’s not about politics, it’s about purpose. It’s about what America really means: liberty, dignity, and a promise worth keeping.



This Is America to Me

Mirrored Man

the umbilical chord is your first cable service

Consider the umbilical cord!!!.wav

Lift Me Higher

Just a brutally honest breakup anthem carved out of betrayal and rage. It’s for anyone who’s fallen for the mask, only to realize the truth way too late. Filled with  raw emotion, distorted beauty

who were you?

#christianrap #melodicrap #christianmusicusa

The Child Divine

How Do U Change A Mind? by Star System Legal

Cautious shadows crawl the ceiling,
Spider-silk threads of doubt unwind.
Eyes like lanterns, walls are breathing,
Laughter drips like wax in time.

Copper air and static thunder,
Pulse a war drum in my chest.
I’m the ghost I can’t outrun here,
Chained to wheels that never rest.

I whisper through the static,
This is just a ride.
This is just a slide through the night,
But the mirrors crack and shiver,
And reason flickers out of sight.

How do you change a mind so stubborn,
That it won’t believe the dawn will break?
How do you tell the one in the maze,
That the walls are fog and shadows fake?

If I could whisper to the storm,
Would I know?
Or would I let the dark devour me whole,
One more time before I go?

The floor melts soft like candle tallow,
Rooms dissolve in swirling haze.
Every door a darker hollow,
Every window, haunted gaze.

I reach for threads of golden reason,
But they slip between my hands.
Oh, if I could hold the sunlight,
Would I light this dying land.

I whisper through the static,
This is just a ride.
The ghosts will fade with the tide,
But my voice is thin as paper,
And I circle flame like moths that died.

How do you change a mind so stubborn,
That it won’t believe the dawn will break?
How do you tell the one in the maze,
That the walls are fog and shadows fake?

If I could whisper to the storm,
Would I know?
Or would I let the dark devour me whole,
One more time before I go?

The clock ticks backward in this house,
The colors swirl, they fade, they scream.
But dawn waits there behind the hallway,
If I could hold my own reflection,
I’d say, wait, don’t fold.
It’s just a ride.
Just a ride...
Just a ride...
Just a ride.

How do you change a mind so stubborn,
That it won’t believe the dawn will break?
How do you tell the one in the maze,
That the walls are fog and shadows fake?

If I could whisper to the storm,
Would I know?
Or would I let the dark devour me whole,
One more time before I go?


Written by Dave Solomon
Copyright 2025 Moonstruck Music Group. All rights reserved.

How Do You Change A Mind?

How Do U Change A Mind?

Psychedelic Pop, Indie Pop, Alternative Pop, Electric rock 

Barely there

Marks We Leave

eyes to eyes 
#brokenheart #love #tears #eyes #newsong

Eyes to eyes

Carry Me is a piano ballad about those heavy moments when life feels impossible to shoulder alone. I wrote it as a reminder that it’s okay to ask for help — we don’t have to carry everything by ourselves.

If you’ve ever felt overloaded or weighed down, I hope this song gives you a little comfort and light.

Carry Me

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The Hollow-Days Of Addiction.
(A Christmas message for all )

Christmas has come back again
For the third year in a row
And we haven't seen 
our precious son
Ever since he had to go
To jail then off to rehab
Then violating 
two probation's
the court ordered no contact
So we've had no conversations
Cause he'd abused 
his Mom so much
Leaving her soul terrified
and came after me so angrily
Every time that he got high
we both tried in 
every way we could
But then we had to say goodbye....


Christmas on drugs and alcohol 
Was never a good mix
Hanukkah plus cruel addictions
Just brings candle sadly lit
Santa Claus and faith in God
Are not enough to bring a fix
Only he can save himself
No one else can heal his needs
That have made both our hearts bleed
while he spends his hollow days
Struggling to find ways to succeed.


He'll spend another Christmas
In sober living all alone
Far away from both his parents
Knowing that he can't come home
And it cuts us deeply to the bone
Cause our tough love is no fun
But drugs and alcohol have stolen
Our most precious son
Until he proves that he is cured
and his addictions are all done.

So if you too are like our son
Suffering the same afflictions
I hope this poem moves you to flee
Back to the true life 
you've been missing
Because those who 
love you can't survive
Living with the endless friction
Of your lies and thefts 
And thier hopes left swept
Underneath your opposition
Your loved ones all must separate
themselves from your positions
Of your loving highs even as they cry
Over your tragic conditions
Leaving you alone 
while they sit at home
Praying for you and each one wishing
That you will give all that you've lost
Some serious recognition
Before you end up lying 
Under a marble inscription
that leaves them all 
Without your love
Another victim of addiction
so many others just like you 
Have faced Death's Benedictions....



By- Matthew F.Blowers III-(C)-2022
at Art-Whimsically Yours Studio
This poem is dedicated to ny son,
my only child who has been 
through his fault alone absent from
my wife and I for 3 years 
without contact

Consider the umbilical cord!!!.wav

Art~Whimsically Yours

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