2025

Music, piano, prog. strings, mix: Vicente Bueso

Moon

Music, piano, prog. strings, prog. orchestra, mix: Vicente Bueso

Yearning

I want to feel your soul inside me.
It can be real, with the whole world behind me.

Is there anybody out there?
Can you read me, loud and clear?

I feel all that remains.
I feel all that contains

Is nothing at all.

I want to feel your fire ignite me.
“It can be real,” said the darkness, “delight me.”

Is there anybody out there?
Can you read me, loud and clear?

I feel all that remains.
I feel all that contains

Is nothing at all.

I’ve got a feeling there’s nothing out there.

Credits:

Brad Astra: Guitars, Bass, Percussion, & Soundscapes
Nayeli Astra: Vox, Hurdy-Gurdy, Guitar, Synths, & Dreams

Special Thanks:
To the ravens who guided our melodies, the universe for its endless inspiration, and to everyone who has been part of this journey. This music collection is dedicated to those who dream with their eyes open.

In Loving Memory:
To Rio, who always listened.

Recorded at:
Nude Studio, Calgary, Alberta

Artwork by: Brad Astra
Photography by: Brad Astra

Released under Painful Records Ltd.

© 2024 The Miracle Syndicate. All rights reserved.

Produced by Brad Astra

That Feeling

Bonjour à tous, Créée en 1982 avec le groupe Éphémère." Face à l'univers " est  une ode intemporelle à l’amour, à la résilience et à la lumière qui nous unit, même face aux plus grandes distances.

Interprète                Éphémère
Paroles                    Laurentides Music
Composition : 	Laurentides Music
Arrangements : 	Laurentides Music
Copyright : 		Laurentides Music 2025

Face à l'univers, une ode intemporelle à la résilience et à la lumière qui nous unit

Johannes Brahms - Piano Quartet No. 3 in C minor, Op. 60 - Third movement  - Andante (E major) (1875)
Quarteto Sagarana -
Roberta Arruda & Ana Zivkovic - Violins
Mikhail Bugaev - Viola
Philip Hansey - Cello
Live recording - Sala Watari, Barão Geraldo, Campinas SP - December 7th 2019
Illustration - Georges Braque

Johannes Brahms - Piano Quartet No. 3; Third movement - Sagarana Quartet - Campinas - 2019

My wonder years, I’m keeping pace
With the darkest notion that I face.
I cut my name in weathered stone,
A mark for ghosts, a place unknown.

I’m flying low under black light,
Purple screams enfold the night.
There’s no great hand, no thread of fate,
No door to knock, no pearly gate.

My mind replays its cruelest games,
My memory sharp and scarred by names.
The mirror cracks, but I still stare,
At hidden truths that linger there.

The air is thick with what we’ve lost,
Each memory held at quiet cost.
The moments blur, but still they gleam,
A faded truth, a distant dream.

My mind replays its cruelest games,
My memory sharp and scarred by names.
The mirror cracks, but I still stare,
At hidden truths that linger there.

My fallen soul, in fractured grace,
Crimson streams slip down my face.
There’s no fate had, no deadened weight,
No grave to mark, no iron gate.

My mind replays its cruelest games,
My memory sharp and scarred by names.
The mirror cracks, but I still stare,
At hidden truths that linger there.

Credits:

Brad Astra: Guitars, Bass, Percussion, & Soundscapes
Nayeli Astra: Vox, Guitar, Synths, & Dreams

Special Thanks:
To the ravens who guided our melodies, the universe for its endless inspiration, and to everyone who has been part of this journey. This music collection is dedicated to those who dream with their eyes open.

In Loving Memory:
To Rio, who always listened.

Recorded at:
Nude Studio, Calgary, Alberta

Artwork by: Brad Astra
Photography by: Brad Astra

Released under Painful Records Ltd.

© 2025 The Miracle Syndicate. All rights reserved.

Produced by Brad Astra

The Mirror Cracks

We don’t always get to stay in the places we feel whole… but the miracle is, you carry that wholeness now. It never left you. It just sleeps under the surface. Like old radio static waiting for a signal.
—The Miracle Syndicate

The wound is where the light enters.  —Rumí

 🖤✨

Produced by The Miracle Syndicate
Published by Painful Records Ltd.

What is not yours cannot be lost.