Name: Autumn to Winter by Chris M. White in Best of the Rest Chart
Duration: 4 min 8 s
Description: The final composition in a four-part suite incorporating, re-orchestrating and expanding the themes originally written for my 2022 track "Year in a Day".

Lovely mood , beautiful composition and arrangement👌

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A quirky lofi groove folded together with gentle beats and lighthearted textures. This track feels like simple joy—whimsical, cozy, and a little unexpected, like stacking layers of paper into something delicate and new. Perfect for study sessions, creative flow, or just enjoying a moment of calm fun.

🎧 Take a bite of something soft and imaginative.

#lofichill #quirkybeats #gentlevibes #studybeats #mrsilkyslofibeats

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[verse] 
a year of snow fell that day 
nary a child could stay away 
angels, igloos and men of kinds 
creations all from eager minds

and under the pines near the hill 
the freshest snow lay quiet, still 
there stood a man built from snow 
alone, where the wind won’t blow

[chorus] 
loneliness stands beneath the pines 
the snowman waits for Valentines 
a heart of ice in a soul of steam
the snowman lives a silent dream 

[verse] 
one warmer day, the sun did shine 
and found its way through the pine 
it touched his heart, a warm embrace 
while the smile melted from his face 
suddenly in his snowy mind 
he knew he’d never stand till Valentines 
the love he waited for, may never come 
his closest love, was now the sun

[chorus] 
loneliness stands beneath the pines 
the snowman waits for Valentines 
a heart of ice in a soul of steam 
the snowman lives a silent dream 

[instrumental with bluesy trumpet solo]

[bridge] 
and someday… it all will melt 
never mind how we felt 
life’s too short to stand and wait 
we have the freedom to make our fate 
so if you have a soul of steam 
never live a silent dream 
’cause…

[chorus] 
loneliness stands beneath the pines 
the snowman waits for Valentines 
a heart of ice in a soul of steam 
the snowman lives a silent dream

Snowman

This song, “They All Knew (Trump & Epstein Blues),” is my protest anthem about power, privilege, and silence. I wrote it to expose the web of complicity between Donald Trump, Jeffrey Epstein, and those who enabled their crimes. It’s not just about two men—it’s about the institutions that looked away while young girls were hurt and justice was traded for influence.

I wanted the verses to feel like reading a declassified file—cold facts dripping with truth—while the choruses rise like a collective cry from the survivors. Every “They all knew” is both accusation and lament, a reminder that silence protects the guilty. This one’s for every voice that was ignored, and for the courage it takes to keep telling the truth.


LYRICS:

[Intro]
Melania knows.
Acosta knows.
The victims know.
Palm Beach Police know.
The FBI knows.
They all know.

[Verse 1 – The Introduction]
’99 at the Knicks game lights,
Donald and Melania, date-night smiles so bright.
Epstein in the crowd, Zampolli pulls the strings,
Models, moguls, dirty kings.
“Terrific guy,” Trump laughed on cue,
They drank champagne while the cameras flew.
But behind that flash, the whispers grew,
And the girls who cried — yeah, they knew too.

[Pre-Chorus]
Palm Beach nights, the mansion walls,
Where secrets echo down the halls.
History’s watching, the world in pause,
And justice trembles at the cause.

[Chorus]
They all knew, they all knew,
Trump and Epstein, the chosen few.
Money hides but truth breaks through,
And the lies all fall in view.
They all knew, yeah, they all knew—
Acosta signed, the pain renewed.
They all knew… they all knew.

[Verse 2 – The Deals and Denials]
Maison de l’Amitié, bought in gold,
While Trump’s casino empire sold.
Epstein lost, the friendship broke,
Two devils choking on their smoke.
Acosta’s pen made the nightmare real,
A secret pact, a sweetheart deal.
The girls were silenced, justice too,
And still they smiled for photo shoots.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Power talks in whispers low,
While victims beg for truth to show.
History’s bleeding through the cracks,
And Epstein laughs—no turning back.

[Chorus 2]
They all knew, they all knew,
Trump and Epstein, the chosen few.
Mar-a-Lago to Fifth Avenue,
They shared a sin the world once knew.
They all knew, yeah, they all knew,
Acosta signed, the pain renewed.
They all knew… they all knew.

[Verse 3 – The Fall]
Stormy storms and Access lies,
“Grab her by the—” on replay twice.
Melania’s gone, that “cooling off” smile,
She knows the secrets stretch for miles.
Then Epstein’s gone, cameras die,
A noose appears beneath the sky.
Maxwell caught, Virginia speaks,
And Trump denies for endless weeks.

[Bridge – The Reckoning]
She warned, “I’m not suicidal,” clear,
Her voice still ringing in our ears.
The pastor falls, the files still sealed,
The cycle spins, the wounds unhealed.
But truth’s a blade—it cuts through spin,
And even kings can’t cage their sins.

[Chorus – Extended Anthem]
They all knew, they all knew,
Trump and Epstein, the chosen few.
Money hides but truth breaks through,
And ghosts still walk Mar-a-Lago’s view.
They all knew, yeah, they all knew,
Melania, Acosta too—
From Palm Beach halls to D.C.’s pews,
They all knew… they all knew.

[Verse 4 – 2025 and Beyond]
Giuffre’s gone, the headlines fade,
The House calls out, subpoenas laid.
Gloria walks, the victims stand,
Demanding truth across the land.
And Trump just laughs, “Old history,”
While bodies fall like prophecy.
But every lie will meet its due,
When justice finds the chosen few.

[Final Chorus]
They all knew, they all knew,
Trump and Epstein, the chosen few.
The girls were children, now they’re gone,
But truth still sings their battle song.
They all knew, yeah, they all knew,
No more secrets left for you—
We won’t forget, we won’t undo,
’Cause we all know…
And now we see it too.

[Outro]
Melania knows.
Acosta knows.
The victims know.
Palm Beach Police know.
The FBI knows.
Trump knew.
Epstein...
They all knew.

They All Knew (Trump & Epstein Blues)

Maybe I’m the Fire is about embracing every wild, imperfect, and beautiful part of who you are — the spark, the storm, the madness, and the magic. It’s that moment you stop apologizing for being “too much” and start realizing that your fire is exactly what lights up the world around you. It’s confidence born from chaos, passion forged through pain, and power that can’t be dimmed.


LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
I dance through chaos wearing boots and glitter
Laughing while the world calls me a quitter
Yeah, I broke a few hearts just to see if they’d heal
But I never faked a thing I didn’t feel

[Pre-Chorus]
You said I’m wild like a warning light
But maybe you like that spark at night

[Chorus]
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control
Burning through the rules you wrote in stone
You call it crazy — I call it soul
I’m not the storm, I’m the thunder’s goal
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control

[Verse 2]
I’ve danced on thin ice, cracked it just for fun
Sang confessions to the morning sun
You say I drive too fast, don’t look both ways
But baby, I’m still here — must be grace or haze

[Pre-Chorus]
You said I’m wild like a warning light
But maybe you like that spark at night

[Chorus]
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control
Burning through the rules you wrote in stone
You call it crazy — I call it soul
I’m not the storm, I’m the thunder’s goal
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control

[Verse 3]
You found me barefoot in the pouring rain
Laughing at the lightning, screaming my name
You said I scare you — maybe that’s true
But you can’t look away when I’m burning through

[Bridge]
You wanted safe — I brought the flame
You said I’m trouble — I’ll take the blame
You wanted calm — I made it roar
Now you’re knocking on my fireproof door

[Chorus]
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control
Burning through the rules you wrote in stone
You call it crazy — I call it soul
I’m not the storm, I’m the thunder’s goal
Maybe I’m the fire you can’t control

[Chorus – Final Lift]
Maybe I’m the fire, maybe I’m the cure
Maybe I’m the reason you’re not sure
You call it chaos — I call it more
‘Cause baby, you keep coming back for more

[Outro]
So turn out the light, don’t try to save me
If I’m insane, at least it’s blazing
You may be right — but I’m still shining
Maybe I’m the fire you keep finding



Maybe I’m the Fire

“Deep Space” by French pianist Victor Bouzard is a contemplative and spacious felt-piano piece that invites the listener into a quiet, immersive universe. Its slow, deliberate phrasing and deep tonal warmth evoke a sense of vastness and inner stillness. 
A thoughtful, atmospheric work that highlights Bouzard’s refined musical sensitivity. Released by the reflective neoclassical piano label ad21.

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Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/quien-rie-el-ultimoversion-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/quien-rie-el-ultimo-version-instrumental

Quien ríe el último

A ti que me conocías
a ti que hablabas de mí
a ti que me aborrecías
a ti que me hacías sufrir.

Yo te canto esta canción
y te recuerdo sin rencor:
no hables mal de nadie sin saber
pues no sabes qué puede suceder
y después te pueden recordar…

Estribillo

Que quien ríe el último ríe dos veces
que quien ríe el último ríe mejor
que quien ríe el último puede hacer las paces
que quien ríe el último no pide perdón.

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A ti que siempre reías
pues no confiabas en mí
a ti que no me querías
a ti que sabías fingir.

Yo te canto esta canción
y te recuerdo con dolor:
habla siempre con sinceridad
si no entiendes es mejor no opinar
pues después te pueden recordar…

Que quien ríe el último  es el que vence
que quien ríe el último ríe es el mejor
que quien ríe el último siempre permanece
que quien ríe el último es el ganador.

Estribillo

He Who Laughs Last

To you who knew me
to you who spoke of me
to you who hated me
to you who made me suffer.

I sing you this song
and remember you without resentment:
don't speak ill of anyone without knowing
because you don't know what might happen
and later they might remember…

Chorus

He who laughs last laughs twice
he who laughs last laughs best
he who laughs last can make peace
he who laughs last doesn't ask for forgiveness.

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To you who always laughed
because you didn't trust me
you who didn't love me
you who knew how to pretend.


I sing you this song
and I remember you with sorrow:
always speak with sincerity
if you don't understand, it's better not to give your opinion
because later they might remind you…

That he who laughs last is the one who wins
that he who laughs last laughs best
that he who laughs last always remains
that he who laughs last is the winner.

Chorus

Quien ríe el ultimo

The final composition in a four-part suite incorporating, re-orchestrating and expanding the themes originally written for my 2022 track "Year in a Day".

Autumn to Winter

🎵 Title: Swan Lake Theme (Epic Hybrid Adaptation)

🎼 Original Composer: Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky — Public Domain
🎼 Adaptation: Michael Herter

🕒 Duration: 03:05
🎛 Genre: Classical / Electronic / Hybrid / Cinematic
🎧 Mood: Epic • Dark • Tense • Aggressive • Rising • Magical

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📝 Description

The horizon burns with digital fire. The Algorithm has unleashed its executioner: the "Black Swan" hunter-drone. Its target? The last sanctuary of the human soul — a weeping marble ballerina. As cold steel shatters fragile stone, history explodes into a hybrid inferno. 
	

This is the soundtrack to that collision: Tchaikovsky’s immortal melody fighting for survival against aggressive braams and dystopian synths in a high-tech apocalypse. Witness the beautiful destruction.

🎼 Musical Details

Key: h-moll
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: flexible / accelerating

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Autumn to Winter

Chris M. White

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