In a world of noise, they stand apart
Blazing minds, courageous hearts
Chasing truths others fear to find
Breaking chains inside our minds

No surrender, standing tall
Reason guides us through it all

For those who think, we salute you!

Eyes wide open, asking why
Brave enough to question lies
Facing down what’s make-believe
Armed with facts, refusing deceit

Never silent, never fall
Knowledge lights the battle call

For those who think, we salute you!

Science leads, our battle cry
Lift your reason to the sky!
Unite as one, we won’t concede
Minds unchained, forever free!

For those who think, we salute you!

Salute you!

For Those Who Think

This tune was released by Dire Straits in 1978. Performed by me on my Yamaha PSR-SX900 arranger keyboard.

Can you "Name That Tune"? I have a website that contains my complete collection of tunes with their titles revealed at: www.harveytwyman.com

Name That Tune #577 by Dire Straits

where did she go

Mastered by A7 Recording Studio
Thank you Glenn for rocking the lead vocal on this one!
Asking for help in 8 different languages.

Lyrics: 
Hey there, aidez-moi, pomóż mi, my friend (French, Polish)
Hey aiutami, (Italian)
I know you’ll understand.
Hey there, aidez-moi, pomóż mi, my friend
Hey aiutami. 
I know that you’ll understand.

Help me – you know my brain is really hummin’
Help me – yeah, my pants are fallin’ down
Help me – you know the trouble’s started comin’
And I’d love to have you hangin’ around.

Hey voíthisé me (Greek)
Hilf mir, if you can (German)
Bāng wǒ, it’s no joke, (Mandarin)
Meree sahaaya-ta karo. (Hindi)
Hey voíthisé me
Hilf mir, if you can
Bāng wǒ, it’s no joke,
Meree sahaaya-ta karo.

Help me – you know my brain is really hummin’
Help me – yeah my pants are fallin’ down
Help me – you know the trouble’s started comin’
And I’d love to have you hangin’ around.

Sometimes in the early early mornin’
When my head’s not very clear,
That’s the time when my soul needs some warmin’
And I need to have you near.

Hey there, aidez-moi, pomóż mi, my friend
Hey aiutami. I know that you’ll understand.
Hey there, aidez-moi, pomóż mi, my friend
Hey aiutami. I know that you’ll understand.

Sometimes when it’s late in the evenin’
And I’m feelin’ just a little bit of fear,
That’s the time when I don’t want you leavin’
And I got to have you near.

Help me – you know my brain is really hummin’
Help me – yeah my pants are fallin’ down
Help me – you know the trouble’s started comin’
And I’d love to have you hangin’ around.

Help me – you know my brain is really hummin’
Help me – yeah my pants are fallin’ down
Help me – you know the trouble’s started comin’
And I’d love to have you hangin’ around.
You know I’d love to have you hangin’ around.

Aiutami!

Last november (demo)

Modes About Me - Catacombs
Album:
Happy Not Hateful

Guitar:
@themysteriousdecibel

Bass:
@thefunkykaiju

Producer:
tssrecording.com/

Lyrics:

Happy Not Hateful

Catacombs

You never touched me
But the space you left
I keep falling into it

There was no plan
No signal flared in the sky, no moment carved in time
Just something slow
and quiet
and final
in the way your gaze didn't move

You looked at me like a question you weren't ready to ask
And I stayed still-because I wasn't ready to answer

You didn't lean in
I didn't breathe out
The pause got heavier
I swear, it pressed on my ribs like a second heart

And maybe you meant nothing
But my body rephrased you
into yes

This isn't hunger
Not exactly
This is knowing what you'd taste like
if I ever let you be real

Not a touch-and still it stung
Not a sound-and still I spun
What we are-unsaid.
What we want-undone.

I imagined what your hand would feel like on the back of my neck
not heavy, not claiming, just there
like something I forgot I wanted
until it reminded me

You moved one breath closer
The air gave up its shape
I didn't step back

Do you know how rare it is
to want someone like a sentence half-remembered
but still trust the ending?

Not a touch-and still it stung
Not a sound-and still I spun
What we are-unsaid.
What we want-undone.

Then silence folded-soft, complete
and breath met breath in rhythm sweet
Not taken. Not claimed. Just given
like a truth too full to speak

And we were
naked
Not just skin
but thought
and choice
and everything we didn't say
now echoing in the heat between
what moved... and what stayed

No vow, no proof
just pulse
and yes
and now

And nothing left undone

Held Without Hands

Round And Round by Beats Working (John Hardman) - rock ballad guitar based
John Hardman - Vocals, guitar, keys
Written, produced and arranged by JH
(c)(p) Swamp Music UK/Swamp Records UK for all territories

Round And Round - Beats Working

📀Album : Dépotoir
 
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🎼 Crédits
Lyrics : Gilles LAWSON
Composition : Swaru
Production : Swaru
Mix & Master : Swaru & Suno
Label : Swaru Records

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04- Comme des hommes

"I’LL BE WAITING FOR YOU" — a dark, fresh take that rides heavy on atmosphere and emotion.

Written by - Ilana- Robert Smith
Artist - Ilana
Producer LaNoir

A special thanks to @thecureofficial, and especially Robert Smith, for inspiring part of this new version. We had a blast working with fragments from one of our all-time favorite songs, reimagining its essence in a completely new sonic jacket.

This is both homage and evolution. Let the bass take you there. 💀🔊

The Edge of Silence

I’LL BE WAITING FOR YOU

This isn’t a track — it’s an uprising.
For the ones who lift their gaze… and change the line when the world tilts.

✦ Language: Spanish
✦ Style: Cinematic Rock/Metal · Glitch‑Textured Ballad · Ambient Rap‑Poem
🎼 Genre: Dark Rap / Cinematic Trap / Alternative Electronic

“Si el viento se rompe, lo vuelvo canción.”

𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙𝙨 · 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩 · 𝙀𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙤
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 — 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝟺𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝟺𝚝𝚑
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