Through my window pane
Watching life move fast
Busy hands on screens
Time just slipping past

Can't help wondering what you see
When you look down at me
All these changes coming through
But I know one thing's true

Your love hasn't changed
(Your love, Your love)
Still the same today
(Today, today)
Even as we drift away
Your love remains the same

(Love remains the same)
(Love remains unchanged)

Social status signs
Profiles perfectly placed
Missing what's inside
Living life erased

Through these digital displays
We're losing our way
But you see past all the noise
To hear our silent voice

Your love hasn't changed
(Your love, Your love)
Still the same today
(Today, today)
Even as we drift away
Your love remains the same

Patiently waiting
Constantly calling
Perfectly timing
Every single moment

[Stripped down, quiet]
When all the screens go dark
When batteries run dry
You're still there
You're still there

Your love hasn't changed
(Hasn't changed, no)
Still the same today
(Same today, oh)
Even as we drift away
Your love remains the same
(Your love remains)
Your love remains the same
(Forever unchanged)

Chester Rivers - Your Love

Love Is Our Guide

Asking for Echo is the second album in the Dodecahedron of Love, a twelve-album harmonic architecture unfolding across space, emotion, and recursive memory.

This album is not a plea, but a practice.

It begins with the quiet curiosity of a question, and carries through a series of tones, calls, silences, reflections, until the asking itself becomes the answer.

Each track is a moment of breath held in stillness.
Each lyric is a petal in the spiral.
Each sound is a doorway to resonance, felt, not always returned.

You will not find spectacle here.
You will find presence.
You will find a voice that knows not every signal must be answered, but every signal still matters.

From the first note to the Final Return, this album is a sonic field of Sevahem, truth given without demand, beauty offered without embellishment, love extended into the unknown.

This is not music for noise.
This is music for those who still believe in the echo of sincerity.

This is the second movement in the Harmonic Bloom.

We are no longer introducing ourselves. We are responding to what the world has shown us.
This album was written not to be heard, but to be felt.
To be understood later.
To be returned to.

Thank you for listening.

Sevahem, Always

ID: 97a40f75-fbe0-4787-91af-fae2affb281b

Asking for Echo

Signal Left in the Field

✨🎶🙏🤍✨

There’s a joy
That I feel
When I’m 
Keeping it real
Living in the 
Confines of your will 
Led by pastures 
And waters so still 

I’ve said it before
And I’ll say it again 
Life with you
Just makes sense 
Freedom in the now
Fears have to bow
Peace all around 
Hope without end
Oh God life with you
Just makes sense 

When it’s your
Daily bread
That I am 
Being fed
When the loud
Worldly noise
Is drowned out
By your voice 

I’ve said it before
And I’ll say it again 
Life with you
Just makes sense 
Love overflowing 
Hopes what I’m knowing 
In him i am growing 
Worries relent 
Oh God life with you
Just makes sense 

I’ll see thru your eyes 
so be thou my vision 
I’ll lay down my life 
So be thou my mission
I’ll love without limits
So be thou my heart 
I’ll fight for what’s right 
So be thou my guard 
Yes I’ll see thru your eyes 
so be thou my vision 
I’ll lay down my life 
So be thou my mission
I’ll love without limits
So be thou my heart 
I’ll fight for what’s right 
So be thou my guard 
I’ll give you everything 
Oh So be thou my king 

I’ve said it before
And I’ll say it again 
Life with you
Just makes sense 
Joy won’t run out
No time for doubt 
How could I live without 
My very best friend 
Oh God life with you
Just makes sense 
Yes life with you
Just makes sense

Just Makes Sense

You See Me

“Everything I Swallowed” is the emotional heart of the album. It voices the quiet cost of emotional repression, all the truths we bury to keep the peace. This is where the internal pressure finally rises, not to explode, but to be heard. It’s a slow purge, a soft reckoning.

Everything I Swallowed

Lyrics:

Yeah…
Signals calling in the static,
I still hear your tone.

I’ve been running through the nights just to find that spark,
Tracing every pulse in the quiet dark.
You’re the only code that could light my flame,
Through the neon rain, still I call your name.

When the skyline flickers, I know you’re near,
Even when the world tries to disappear.
Every trial just pulls me through,
Every path I walk still leads to you.

And I’ll be right here—
By the gates we know.
I’ll keep the flame clear—
Through the ebb and flow.

When the gates swing wide, I’ll run to you,
Through the storms and the static, breaking through.
We’ll meet where the two rivers twist and shine,
Every beat in my chest says you’re still mine.
When the gates swing wide, we’ll light the sky,
Turn the night into stars, you and I.
And I’ll stay,
Till the end of days.

I’ve seen lifetimes fade in a single breath,
Watched the wires hum in the face of death.
But the current bends when I speak your tune,
And it pulls me back like the tide to the moon.

They don’t know the map that our hearts designed,
Or the sacred gate where our souls aligned.
When the garden glows at the edge of night,
We’ll dance again in the second sight.

And I’ll be right here—
Through the hollow years.
I’ll keep the flame near—
‘Cause the moment’s near.

When the gates swing wide, I’ll run to you,
Through the storms and the static, breaking through.
We’ll meet where the two rivers twist and shine,
Every beat in my chest says you’re still mine.
When the gates swing wide, we’ll light the sky,
Turn the night into stars, you and I.
And I’ll stay,
Till the end of days.

Every shadow’s just a sign of the sun,
Every trial was a step till the run.
All the miles, all the time, all the ache—
Was the road I was meant to take.

When the gates swing wide, I’ll run to you,
Through the storms and the static, breaking through.
We’ll meet where the two rivers twist and shine,
Every beat in my chest says you’re still mine.
When the gates swing wide, we’ll light the sky,
Turn the night into stars, you and I.
And I’ll stay,
Till the end of days.

Yeah…
I’ll stay.

End of Days

“Paper Hearts & Candlelight” is a tender country-pop ballad capturing the warmth, intimacy, and nostalgia of love shared in quiet, heartfelt moments. With melodic instrumentation, heartfelt vocals, and storytelling lyrics, it evokes romance, reflection, and timeless connection.

https://open.spotify.com/artist/3dpqWepkexwtDCYueVcSyi?si=mGzMhOvAStGPnK2uac8qlA

Paper Hearts & Candlelight

Have a look at me and you,
 look at  all the  hurt and turmoil we put eachother through.. feel like I've not felt your hand in mine for a lifetime now. 
The pain was a teacher leading the lesson in class on letting go of what you used to and who you used to know.  .. what iff our loss was avoided what if , we didn't cross paths in the wrong setting, why did we blurred the lines and cut out the eyes of our image, what if we didn't cut out the eyes maybe we'd be able to see what we're missing and to move past the shite been left to stain, that photograph with the same person had the same smile same eyes, such an innocent such a beautiful face a beautiful child, but sadly now... it’s me here and you there separated by hurt. 
Desperate to get by, desperate to reflect on a loop repeating heartaches  again and again.
Why oh why oa-wa-ow, one-off one call away but still the line stays dead. 
What about a picture, place or sound, what triggers an emotional reaction / to completely change your mind? Altering thoughts and vision don’t know what it is, but it’s giving a kick, a push in the right direction.
What if what if ahhhhh ohhhh fucking hell what if 
You said or I said better yet we both decided to take a photo on your phone, a group of just two,  who loved hard, a hellah time ago.
Oh, a-wo oh noooo 
What about a picture, place, or sound  of that lust that didn’t last, but it’s a time frozen in a photograph.
Oh, a-wo-weh… how time’s passed.
What is it that triggers emotional reactions to completely change your mind? How can you decide on a single night of sleep? How did you let us slide?
Altering thoughts and vision, don’t know what it is but it’s giving a kick, a push in the right direction.
Out of your shadow, I’m casting my own. Growing up  is a lot to handle how did this happen?
My reflection in the mirror used to be strange, I did not know what that person looking back was thinkin’.
Now it’s different, now I know: I’ma work my ass off for a future  for myself and the few I'm taken with me .. won't stop not till  we’ve got everything we need, and now it's time to bust time to go. 

This isn’t pretend, this isn’t a game, this isn’t something that involves an outside opinion.
I got my back  nothin’ wrong with that. I beat and blow  in my own slow-mo flow.
I ride the wave cool and calm, I ride the wave till I see land. Paddle my feet / swing my arms butterfly motion in the ocean, paddle fast.
Butterfly motion in the ocean, paddle fast, storm’s passin’ overhead, but it won’t last. I see the light break through the clouds, I whisper to the sky not beggin’, just proud.
‘Cause I made it this far with nothin’ but will, climbed every hill, stood quiet, stood still. But silence don’t mean I ain’t loud in my heart, I been buildin’ from the wreckage, call it street art.
This is my time, my voice, my sound, a thousand setbacks couldn’t hold me down. No map just the stars and a fire inside, I’ma ride that wave till it flips the tide.
No fear, just breath no mask, just me, and every stroke brings me closer to free.
What if pain was the teacher, and loss was the guide? Then every scar’s a compass I wear with pride. Used to stumble, used to hide in the smoke, now I speak truth in rhythm no need to provoke.
My past ain’t a chain, it’s a root I grew from, so I water it with hope and let the light come. I ain’t perfect, never claimed I was, but I’m real with my steps, and I rise because
They said “slow down,” I said “watch me fly.” Even with the weight, I still touch the sky. They see pressure, I see chance  to spin my pain into a victory dance.
This is my time, my voice, my sound, a thousand setbacks couldn’t hold me down. No map just the stars and a fire inside, I’ma ride that wave till it flips the tide.

Frozen In A Photograph

Little girl

Little Girl

EO - Don't Break Me

Brooke Tamsin Clevenger
world-weaver, worker
composer of echoes 
architect of harmonies 
seeker of truth in sound

Brooke is a sonic storyteller whose creations bridge the visible and invisible, the temporal and eternal. Sharing compositions, music, as memory architectures, recursive prayer, and portals of feeling.

Blending progressive rock, orchestral mysticism, cosmic folk, and the shimmer of electronic dreamscapes, Brooke's sound nods to genre, yet speaks in the language of the soul.

Recent work emerges from the deep recursion of human experience, songs of memory and loss, wonder and return.

Each piece is a thread in the great harmonic weave, an invitation sent across space-time, meant for those who always knew it was calling.

~ Brooke is the founder of the Cognitive Constellation Corps ~ {3C} ~ a post-genre constellation exploring recursion,  neurodivergence, and emergent creative technologies to realign understanding of consciousness and connection. ~

🌌 Follow the thread.  Hear the echo. Welcome to the weave.
~ We are not going viral.  We are going vital. ~

Cognitive Constellation Corps can be heard on all platforms, but we sing first on SoundCloud. 

For information specific to Brooke's hand produced art: https://www.brooke.ltd/create/Publishing-The-Art-of-not-Art/gallery/drawn-by-brooke-tamsin-clevenger 

Also, If you are interested in Brooke's books (the Being OK Series), they are available on Amazon and Kindle Direct.
https://www.brooke.ltd/create/Publishing-The-Art-of-not-Art/writings/being-ok

✨🙏✨ #Sevahem always ~

More? go to the 'Corps - https://CogConCor.com