The beginning is not a sound, but a breath.
A moment before words, before light — when all things wait to begin.
This is the whisper of love being born.


Początek to nie dźwięk, lecz oddech.
Chwila przed słowami, przed światłem — gdy wszystko czeka, by się zacząć.
To szept rodzącej się miłości.

The whisper

Morning After Mercy

[Verse 1]
Cold coffee rings the porcelain rim,
a key lies dull on the wooden table.
One glass broke, the shard still waits
on the kitchen floor, untouched.

The phone lights up, unread,
its glow too sharp for tired eyes.
Sheets lie creased in daylight’s square,
dust caught floating, merciless and plain.

[Chorus]
Morning after mercy,
there’s no miracle to find.
Just the echo of your breath,
and the silence you left behind.

[Verse 2]
Fridge hums low, its shelves half-bare,
a bottle of water, a pack of butter.
The street outside is already loud,
a dog, a horn, a door that slams.

A crumpled tissue by the bed,
a candle drowned in its own wax.
The mirror shows a stranger’s face,
blurred with fingerprints and light.

[Chorus]
Morning after mercy,
there’s no miracle to find.
Just the echo of your breath,
and the silence you left behind.

[Bridge – flüsternd, zerbrechend]
I still feel your hand in mine,
though it’s only in my head.
I whisper it to no one —
I can’t believe it’s dead.

[Final Chorus]
Morning after mercy,
there’s no miracle to find.
Just the echo of your breath,
and the silence you left behind.

(let it fall into silence — no flourish, no light)

Morning After Mercy

That Time Will Never Come Back

alt-Pop, Downtempo, Dreampop, Exotica, Lounge Pop, Indie Pop, Pop, Jazz-Pop

last saturday (pippa’s version)

Imagination DNA, featuring Alouma Aves

Wind moves inside the voice.
I stand here,
at the edge of what we call the real.
The world rustles, hesitates,
and something in me listens.
The seed remembers how to breathe.

Imagination DNA

The song uses the metaphor and a couple turns of phrase from Robert Frost's Winter Wind & Window Flower to create a contemporary tune. His lyrics have been dramatically changed, but he gets, and deserves, credit for a wonderful  love lost metaphor. Thanks Bob...hope you don't turn in your grave.

The Winter Wind & Window Flower

Winter Wind & Window Flower

When Today Becomes Tomorrow (Pacific Crest Trail Song)

You're doing ninety in a forty-five
I'm gripping handles, staying quiet
White knuckles, closed eyes
But I'm still here
Yeah, I'm still here
And you're slowly losing control

And I don't know when to jump
I don't know when to stay
Just watching you self-destruct
Ain't getting in your way

I can't save you from this wreckage
But I can't look away
I'm just a passenger, baby
Riding shotgun to your pain
Hands tied, no brakes
High love, high stakes
Going down, going down
I'm just a passenger

You chase the high!
I chase you chasing
Round and round we go
I'm losing me
While you're losing you

And I don't know when to jump
I don't know when to stay
Just watching you self-destruct
Ain't getting in your way

I can't save you from this wreckage
But I can't look away
I'm just a passenger, baby
Riding shotgun to your pain
Hands tied, no brakes
High love, high stakes
Going down, going down

Oh, going down 
Going down
I can't save you from this wreckage
Can't save you from today
I'm just a passenger, baby
Ain't nothing more to say

And I'm
Going down with you
Going down, going down
Going down

I see the signs
You don't
I see the signs

Passenger

Dark acoustic “Unplugged in New York” vibe with raw, fragile guitar; minimal intimate mics; soft room reverb; and a trembling emotional atmosphere, Lead vocal: raspy, soulful, dynamic—whisper to belt, Gilroy Noir beats: deep heartbeat kick, subtle sub pulses, cinematic low thuds, and cold-room ambience, vibe: grunge, broken, haunting, intimate, nocturnal, 

Where Did You Sleep...

Ai Judge sets new rules

CAN’T LET GO is the moment after the wanting stops.
After the chase fades.
After the truth settles in.
This is not obsession… it’s acceptance.
The quiet understanding that some bonds don’t loosen with time… they deepen.
With velvet vocals and a restrained midnight groove, CAN’T LET GO captures love at its most honest: eyes open, heart committed, no exit signs.
He knows the cost.
He feels the weight.
And still… he stays.
Because when love feels like home,
letting go is no longer an option.
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CAN’T LET GO

Welcome in this universe of experimental music made with love and passion by me, Carlos Chapman, Alouma Aves, Mona Ellis, my brother FFynnon Chapman sometimes, and i hope to improve and do some songs with you, or you, or with someone you know that sings, plays, etc. 
Message from the future : The World Wide Wise Revolution is coming. You are part of it, The world is moving, Humanity is joining together again !  Okay, you can find 5 different directions here : Songs in french (native), Songs in english (native, with Mona Ellis), songsmultilingual (with Alouma Aves), instrumental, dna, geofractal, explorations songs and songs in Langage of The Future (experimental invented phonemic universal langage for music and  feeling/healing).