Every Word (Demo)

Every front door tells a story of the world inside. Sneaky listen to a track from our debut album 'HOURS' which is out on 3 October through Elastic Stage.

It's just a bunch of bricks 
On just another street 
Inside someone is talking on the phone 
Weeds grow by the front door 
The bins overflow 
But someone inside thinks of this as home 

Every front door hides a story 
Every window 
Every light 
Behind closed curtains and behind pulled blinds 
There's love or loss or quiet fights 

The carpet’s worn in places 
The paint is fading fast 
The ceiling has a crack above the bed 
A book lies on a table 
The spine is split in two
 It's full of pictures of places to be instead 

Every front door hides a story 
Every room something past
Faded footprints in empty hallways
Echoes built to make them last 

A key turns in the doorway 
A bag drops to the floor 
The walls don’t ask where you have been so long 
The air hangs heavy listening 
To every whispered word 
A home still holds its people when they’re gone

Hours

Every front door

BoomBoomSauce

A song about an 18th centuary local highwayman. Ruthless in his ways. Now, lost to time. Said to still roam the old roads and trackways of Hobson Moore. 
Some have seen the Ghost of a headless rider in the area. Others have heard the sound of hooves and the sound of a flintlock being fired in the dead of night. Is Captain Bishop still out there?

The Dirty Bishop

Rina Farna

Let Hope Never Disappear

[Verse]
Cracked pavement beneath my feet
Streetlights buzz a sad song repeat
Shadows lengthen as the day surrenders
I remember you you remember

[Pre Chorus]
Is this all there is
A bitter kiss

[Chorus]
Let hope never disappear no
Let hope never disappear
We hold on tight yeah
Through the night yeah
Let hope never disappear

[Verse 2]
Empty bottles and broken glass
Another memory meant to pass
But something lingers in the air
A silent promise a whispered prayer

[Pre Chorus]
Is this all we get
I ain't finished yet

[Chorus]
Let hope never disappear no
Let hope never disappear
We hold on tight yeah
Through the night yeah
Let hope never disappear

[Verse 3]
Time has passed.
The house with windows with broken glass
The book of memories is closed
But beyond the darkness there is light
A new vision, a new direction

[Pre Chorus]
Is this all there is
A bitter kiss

Let Hope Never Disappear

“Wait A Minute” is a plead to death and a love letter to life about not being ready to go yet. The want to hang on to life fe drives this acoustic bliss.

Wait A Minute

Pyro.m4a

A deeply moving, passionate plea from the Father's perspective, set against epic, atmospheric musical backing. The song powerfully connects the scope of creation (cosmic cradle, galaxies) with the intimacy of the prodigal story. It is a heartfelt invitation to return, emphasizing the pain of separation ("cosmic fracture") and the overwhelming nature of sacrifice ("I chose nails over stars"). The track builds to a final, compelling spoken-word plea: "Come home, and find solace in my arms."
This song was created using AI tools.

Prodigal Heart

These Memories

Black Phunk is a groove architect with smoked-glass vocals, midnight bass, and future-funk swagger. They blend soul, hip-hop, and cosmic jazz into dance-floor sermons built for neon nights.

Wait A Minute

BlackPhunk