the dreams are matters of life ... life it s matter of infinite...

some of us are banking on heaven 
but I’ve never been sure 
I’ve learned some valuable lessons
need to see the proof first 
but if we can’t see the signs we’ll be just fine down here on earth 
with our bloodshot eyes walking county lines barefeet in the dirt 

if you have a little faith 
don’t you put it on me 
if these are our last days 
let’s spend them in the trees 
there’s so much to see, so many secrets in the summer breeze, I’ve been on the doorstep since seventeen, fighting a war to keep the peace 
so don’t put it on me 

sometimes I get a bit worried that we changed too much and they might not come 
but I’m not in much of a hurry when I’m on these roads that are made of dust 

where the corns knee high by the Fourth of July 
and the stars at night are the wind turbines 
where the kids all loose their minds getting high in the summertime 

if you have a little faith 
don’t you put it on me 
if these are our last days 
let’s spend them in the trees 
there’s so much to see, so many secrets in the summer breeze, I’ve been on the doorstep since seventeen, fighting a war to keep peace 
so don’t put it on me 

such a scene in the July heat
no one around but you and me 
just a dream within a dream 
and I think that’s all it’ll ever be 

if you have a little faith 
don’t you put it on me 
if these are our last days 
let’s spend them in the trees 
there’s so much to see, so many secrets in the summer breeze, I’ve been on the doorstep since seventeen, fighting a war to keep peace 
so don’t put it on me

Faith

I get irrationally upset
When you won't come into my bed
But I do it because I like you
I'll be your chauffeur and I will drive you

I like the way your palms always sweat
Like you're taking a high school test
I wanna fall in love with you
It's been two weeks, that'll do

You make me the type of nervous where I don't want to eat
And all my friends know
That's not where my nerves go
That's not where my nerves go
That's not where my nerves go

And I'm recording an album about heartache as I begin to fall into love
And I'm recording these songs about loneliness, but I'm looking down on it from above
I am content
And I'm on the mend
It's just around the bend
You're the means and you're the end
I played the game
I stood out in the rain
But you took all the pain and you kissed it away

Almost five full years of shit brought me straight into your lips
I've got a list of awkward hugs
I've got a pile of dirty mugs
You remember everything I say
When I forget it the next day
Crawl in at 2am with me
In the morning we'll have tea

You make me the type of lazy where I forget to brush my teeth
And all my friends know
That's hard for me to let go
That's hard for me to let go
That's hard for me to let go

And I'm recording an album about heartache as I begin to fall into love
And I'm recording these songs about loneliness, but I'm looking down on it from above
I am content
And I'm on the mend
It's just around the bend
You're the means and you're the end
I played the game
I stood out in the rain
But you took all the pain and you kissed it away

And I am waiting, holding on to every breath you take
And I am scared shitless 'cause I don't know what kind of life you want to make
I'm anticipating losing all of this in a day
If you do break me
I'll try to fake it and I'll support you, babe

Now I am writing an album about heartache as I begin to fall out of love
And I am writing these songs about loneliness, as I'm crashing into it like a truck
But I'll be content
And I will mend
The things that you broke when I thought you were my friend
I'll get back in the game
If it's shine or if it's rain
And I'll take all my pain and I'll kiss it away

Almost two full years of bliss brought me straight back to this shit
I've got a list of awkward hugs
I've got a pile of dirty mugs

Dirty Mugs

Must Be Dreaming

meka, the musical project of Melissa Lingo, blends introspective indie folk with intricate fingerpicking influenced by Nick Drake and Vashti Bunyan. A self-taught multi-instrumentalist, meka explores themes of grief, hope, and nature. Raised in a mountain town dedicated to astronomy, her music reflects a fascination with the cosmos and ecology, shaped by travel and solitude. Her songs turn life’s pain into ethereal beauty, like candlelight in dark corners.

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meka - Temperance

Written and produced by © Don Minolta // Minolta Records
Artist: Dylan Stiggler

Another day
and I’ll be fine
I’ll be leaving this behind
I can only stop and talk
For a moment

Remember when
We moved in
And we’d say
hey over the fence
And we would
take the time
To talk about
The song birds

Mister Sampson over there
How’s your garden?
How’s your hands?
How’s Betty Anne?
Man, old man
It’s good to know you

We load the car 
In the garage
The room I used
To play guitar
Where we washed
Our dirty clothes
Was now as quiet
As a roach

We raise the door 
It slides along
The idle motor
Hums a song
As we reverse 
Into the world
It fades to nothing

Mister Sampson over there
How’s your garden?
How’s your hands?
How’s Betty Anne?
Man, old man
It’s good to know you

Mister Sampson you take care
As we drive by
But he’s not there
The road is old
the pavement’s cold
The panes are busted

Mister Sampson

For An Instant

Vincent Howe is singing，Let's listen to the music.

Super Grinder

"These last years, it seems that news of the world are getting worse and worse, tallying grim outcomes, with so many disastrous consequences for human beings’ lives. So, time to time, I tell myself it’s OK to feel so sad and burst into tears, if it helps to overcome dispair." Piersy Roos

Now Let Go is the track #8 of Piersy's LP "Acoustic Ground part.1"

Lyrics by Piersy Roos
Composed by Piersy Roos & Arranged by Leslie Marty

Piersy Roos : vocals, folk guitar
Isabelle Sajot : cello

Recording, Mixing & Mastering at Basement Studios, Paris, 2025
©PiersyRoosMusic
©French Fries Records

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Now Let Go

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Det kom en svart sten, så rund som en boll
Den rullade ensam, kall och full av moll
Den sökte en plats där den kunde få ro
En värmande famn och ett hjärtas bo


En svag liten mänska, så ensam och skör
Såg stenen i snön där den låg och frös
Han tog den till sig, la den i sin säng
Men något blev fel – en mörk känslosträng


För stenen bar sorgen i tystnadens famn
Och delade skuggor med värmens namn
Människan visste ej ut eller in
Men mörkret kröp sakta mot hjärtats skrin


Hans dagar blev tunga, hans nätter så grå
Som om all världens oro fått fäste och vrå
Och stenen den log i sitt varma palats
Oviss om mörkret den lämnat i hans skatt


För stenen bar sorgen i tystnadens famn
Och delade skuggor med värmens namn
Människan sjönk i ett hav utan botten
Och glömde hur livet en gång var i låten

Men en natt kom en tjyv, han snubblade in
Han halkade till och föll pladask därin
Och stenen den rullade ut i ett sken
Tjyven tog upp den – och sprang som en ren


Han kastade stenen med skräck över bron
Och något förändrades där och då
Ett ljus började skina i stugan igen
Och människans hjärta fick andas som vän


För stenen var borta, men något blev kvar
Ett minne av mörker som viskar och svar
Men glädjen fick rum där sorgen fanns
Och den lilla människan fann livets tröst

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