Slow Down

Hazy clouds is about a time in my life when I had hit rock bottom. My marriage had failed and everything had gone to shit. Broken promises and betrayed friendships. There was no light in my darkness and all I could feel was loneliness and pain. 


Hazy clouds drift through the sky
Stolen secrets as they fly
Shades of grey and hints of blue
Painting life in every hue

Colours of life they twist and blend
A vivid story that won’t end
Through the shadows through the light
Every tone feels just so right

Golden beams break through the haze
Softly setting hearts ablaze
Shifting tones in fleeting time
Moments captured so sublime

Oh the storms they bring the rain
Washing out the deepest pain
Every drop a note that sings
Life's a canvas with no strings

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Prince of Egypt

(Verse 1)
Steam curling up, you slip under the foam,
Candlelight flickers, we’re finally alone.
Your wet skin glistens, your lips whisper my name,
Every brush, every kiss, it’s like fuel for a flame.

(Chorus)
Under hot bubbles, with nothing to hide,
Hands on your body, just let me slide.
Kissing you slowly, tasting your sigh,
Heat rises higher—forget the world outside.

(Verse 2)
My mouth finds your neck, you shiver, you moan,
A trail of soft kisses, you arch and you groan.
I linger, I wander, explore every curve,
Each gasp that you give me is what I deserve.

(Pre-Chorus)
Let the water dance down while I take my time,
Trace my name on your skin in a steamy rhyme.
Whispers and laughter, dripping with want,
Tonight in this tub, you’re all that I want.

(Chorus)
Under hot bubbles, with nothing to hide,
Hands on your body, just let me slide.
Kissing you slowly, tasting your sigh,
Heat rises higher—forget the world outside.

(Bridge)
Lay back, baby, let the bubbles caress,
I’ll worship you, darling, every inch, every breath.
Your fingers in my hair, your legs drawing me near,
All our senses lit up—nothing else could compare.

(Final Chorus)
Under hot bubbles, lost in your touch,
Skin slick and shivering, wanting so much.
Mouth on your softness, hearts beating in time,
This bubble bath bliss—your body with mine.

(Outro, whispered)
The water grows cool, but we’re just getting warm,
Entwined in this tub, let’s weather the storm.




Bubble Bath Temptation Part 2

Come Home


Artist Statement  
“Whatever Meant to Be Will Be” is a song of release a melody born from heartbreak, healing, and the quiet wisdom of letting go. I wrote it in a moment of surrender, when control slipped through my fingers and faith held me steady. It’s not about giving up it’s about trusting the divine timing of love, loss, and rebirth. Every lyric is mine, sculpted with poetic reverence, emotional truth, and the intuitive knowing that what’s meant for me will find me.

Copyright Notice  
All lyrics, melodies, and recordings of “Whatever Meant to Be Will Be” are © BelleJ. Unauthorized use is strictly prohibited.




“Whatever is meant to be will be.” 
A personal poem into a song full of love, inspiration, and spiritual healing. Reflects a journey of faith, growth, and divine guidance. Through every challenge and every blessing, this song celebrates trusting the universe, surrendering to God’s plan, and embracing the beauty of becoming whole again. Let your soul feel the peace, light, and strength that come from believing everything happens for a reason.

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"Whatever Is Meant to Be" is an original track written, performed, and produced by me, Belle J. It’s a surrender to the flow — a soulful meditation on trust, timing, and letting go. I own 100% of the rights to this music and authorize its distribution and monetization through official platforms including SoundCloud. This track is a breath of faith a reminder that what’s meant for you will find you.

Whatever Is Meant To Be

Whatever Is meant to be will be.

if you are interested, please read the background story under the first version.

©music and lyrics by Hans-Michael Albers, instrumental cover & vocal performance by suno 5

for reasons of space, the original french text can be found under the 1st version.

In an inn for those who laugh, I wonder,
If mirrors lie or dream of their reflections,
If God still writes when his pen trembles,
Or if time falls asleep in a glass of milk.

Why do chairs think of lost legs,
And windows pray to stay awake?
The passing wind writes unknown words
On the crumpled curtains of truth.

In an inn for those who laugh, I wonder,
In an inn for those who laugh, I explain the world.

A cat falls asleep standing up, prophet of the absurd,
Its eye understands what my head refuses,
It says: “To think is to dig a hole without walls,”
Then laughs at having understood that he enjoys himself there.

The watches slowly bleed their hollow hour,
An iron rooster announces a useless morning,
I search for meaning, it flees, laughing, under the lawn,
And beckons me with a motionless gesture.

In an inn for those who laugh, I wonder,
In an inn for those who laugh, I explain the world.

If silence fears singing clocks,
Then the cry of flowers becomes a prayer,
And nothingness, crowned with an elegant shadow,
Learns to dance in the clear dust.

I saw the sky write its weariness in blue,
The angels, weary, drank tea without eternity,
And each drop tasted of habits
That are hard to forget, even at the bottom of reality.

In an inn for those who laugh, I remain,
Between the cup and doubt, leaning slightly,
The world spins, drunk, searching for its rumour,
And I drink so as not to think about it.

L'Auberge Absurde 2

[Verse 1]
I got this imaginary gun in my hand,
Might pull the trigger, might be done.
Heart's saying stay, mind's screaming run,
Caught in the crossfire of what we’ve become.

Give me the key  I wanna be out of this room,
Overstayed at this heartbreak hotel, I assume.
Bullet's loaded and starting to really show,
Heart says stay, but mind's all set to go.

[Chorus]
Headaches, heartaches, what's goin' on?
I wanna be out of your prison.
Freedom trigger, freedom trigger.
Every fight, every lie, every tear,
Let me get out of here (outta here).
Freedom trigger, freedom trigger.

One bullet, but I ain't playing roulette,
One bullet to the heart, I'm done with it.
Freedom trigger, I just wanna be free,
Freedom trigger, for once,just let me be
(Let me be happy )Ohhh hmmm.

[Verse 2]
I've been drowning in love that's never been fair,
Now I just wanna be anywhere but here.
Your every word's like a knife, twisted around,
I've taken too much, I’ve been slowly breaking down.

Give me the key  I wanna be out of this prison,
You have done nothing but feed me your poison.
Finger on the trigger, this time I’ll be braver,
Heart's full of fear, mind won't ever waver.

[Bridge]
The weight of this love is crushing down,
But my mind's no longer bound.
I’ve been torn apart, been pulled by the tide,
I’m breaking free, nothing more to hide.

Pulling the trigger on this imaginary gun,
To let you know  I’m tired and I’m done.
Breaking out of this imaginary prison,
To let you know  I’m faded and gone.

[Chorus]
Headaches, heartaches, what's goin' on?
I wanna be out of your prison.
Freedom trigger, freedom trigger.
Every fight, every lie, every tear,
Let me get out of here (outta here).
Freedom trigger, freedom trigger.

One bullet, but I ain't playing roulette,
One bullet to the heart, I'm done with it.
Freedom trigger, I just wanna be free,
Freedom trigger, for once,just let me be
(See a smile on me)Ohhh hmmm.

[Outro]
Trigger's pulled and battle's done,
Free of you, the pain’s outshone.
Freedom trigger, I’m finally free,
Freedom trigger,
Trigger's pulled and battle's done,
Free of you, the pain’s outshone.
Freedom trigger, I’m finally free,
Freedom trigger,

Freedom Trigger

Eternity in Purgatory Plus  v. HauntDoom  3rd song in Amy's tragic dumpster death
Reidmoto:  ALL

Intro
 I’ve been here near a million years, give or take a tear or two.
 The beaches shine like sugar, the sky too blue.
 Palms applaud each time I sigh,
 But no one claps back — not even the tide.

[VERSE 1 – The Realization]
 Greenery galore and coconuts to spare,
 But no one to notice, no one to care.
 I finally learned what this island’s for —
 A holding tank for souls unsure.

[VERSE 2 – The Verdict]
They piped the truth straight into my brain,
“This is Purgatory Plus — no flames, no chain.
It’s for the weak believers, the half-in crowd,
Who whispered their prayers but never aloud.”
The worst part is, I have to go through withdrawals —
— as part of my sentence. Forever stalls.

[CHORUS 1 – The Endless Abyss]
 I’d cut off my left arm to have someone to talk to,
 Someone to see my collection of rocks too.
 I’m not sure I can really do this,
 No gun, no knife — just the endless abyss.

[VERSE 3 – The Journal]
 I write on palm leaves, in spirals and lines,
 Each thought a ripple in forgotten time.
 My pencils shrink like faithful friends,
 Still writing long after reason ends.

[VERSE 4 – The Crab and the Mass]
 A crab named Lou attends my mass,
 He blesses each word as the hours pass.
 We take communion in ocean foam,
 Then I walk back to my empty home.

[CHORUS 2 – The Endless Abyss (Repeat)]
 I’d cut off my left arm to have someone to talk to,
 Someone to see my collection of rocks too.
 I’m not sure I can really do this,
 No gun, no knife — just the endless abyss.

[BRIDGE – The Sign]
 The sun doesn’t set, it just circles slow,
 Like time forgot which way to go.
 I’ve named every cloud, each dune, each wave,
 They whisper secrets the dead behave.

[VERSE 5 – The Visitor]
 But today — a visitor! A miracle sleek!
 A seagull returned with sand in its beak.
 He dropped it beside me, one tiny grain,
 Proof that Heaven remembers my name.

[FINAL CHORUS – Grace or Madness]
 I’d cut off my left arm to have someone to talk to,
 Even a liar who’d say, “I want you.”
 If this is grace, it’s cruelly sweet,
 A beach for souls that can’t retreat.

[OUTRO – Journal Entry #999 999]
 I wait for the seagull, day after day,
 Hoping it finds a friend my way.
 If one more grain means one more chance,
 I’ll keep writing — till I earn my dance.



#3 Eternity in Purgatory Plus  v. HauntDoom  3rd song in Amy's tragic dumpster death

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A Night at the Gathering Place captures a single, unforgettable evening in a dim, lantern-lit room where Varrow performs a set of songs shaped by his years on the road, his time at the Rainbow Gathering, and the quiet moments that have marked his life.

In the audience sits a girl who has been drifting through her own crossroads.
She doesn’t know Varrow.
Varrow doesn’t notice her.
But when he sings a lullaby he once wrote for a girl he met in the Montana woods, something inside this listener shifts.

The album becomes a portrait of connection without interaction — a night where a stranger’s song becomes the catalyst for someone else’s courage. Between the grit of the bar’s brick walls, the faded angel mural, and the low hum of a live crowd, Varrow’s set unfolds like confession and blessing intertwined.

A Night at the Gathering Place is an album about a moment that changes a life…
even when the one who changes it never knows.

INTO THE RAINBOW

My name is John. I have been a broadcaster for five years and have been writing music and poetry for twenty years. I didn’t even realize I could read and write until I discovered I have mirror-touch synesthesia. I perceive everything from right to left: my poetry, words, and compassion. My childhood was challenging, to put it mildly. However, God showed me a way to help others through the words I share. Every song I write serves as a ministry. By addressing various issues, I hope to assist those with troubled pasts find healing through my words. I am a pastor, and this is how I spread God’s message—by feeling the emotions around me and understanding the feelings of the people I encounter, because I have experienced similar struggles. God allows me to see you in ways that others cannot.

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