Whispering Leaves – MusicMind Relax 
"I’m the silence in your mind when the world is rushing by..."
"Whispering Leaves" is the first track from the upcoming album "The Ballads of the Whispering Trees" – a mystical journey through a whispering forest, filled with the sounds of nature, reflection, and ancient tales. This song blends ambient harmonies, delicate melodies, and the rustling of leaves, carrying echoes of forgotten stories.
The album "The Ballads of the Whispering Trees" is an immersive experience that intertwines music, storytelling, and the runic symbolism of Garumani – the ancient language of the trees. Each song unfolds as a chapter in a larger narrative, guiding the listener through a mystical forest where light and shadow dance together, and every whisper holds a secret from the past.
"Whispering Leaves" is a song about memories woven into the leaves, about time flowing endlessly, and about the wisdom of nature that has endured for ages. Close your eyes, let the sounds lead you deep into the forest, and listen to the whispers of the trees… 
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Whispering Leaves

Collide

"Je tuerai pour toi" est une incantation passionnelle, un chant d’amour brûlant où désir et révolte s’embrasent.
Zanzara y sculpte une poésie charnelle et rageuse, où l’intimité devient un acte de survie — fragile, sacré, incandescent.
Minimaliste et vibrante, leur musique porte ce texte comme une fièvre douce et tenace, qu’on ne peut — et ne veut — faire taire.

je tuerais pour toi

The Masterplan (Oasis cover) by Emma Miller

Produced, mixed and mastered by Lucas Mendes.

The Masterplan

I Am the Place I Was Seeking
You were never lost. You were always arriving.
And the path was just a mirror for your becoming.

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www.cogconcor.com
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The Braid

I Am the Place I Was Seeking

✨ as you wish

Warm and radiant. This track celebrates the joy and courage of stepping into a new day, with uplifting textures and soft rhythm.
Energy without rush. Presence without noise.

Rising Sun

WHEN WE REMEMBER

Purple

Ten women, ten stories, one truth: love isn't meant to last forever, and that's what makes it beautiful. From wine-soaked Tuesday afternoons to wedding dance floors, from exhausted surrender to empowered acceptance, these jazz-kissed pop confessions capture what women in their 30s and 40s really know about love's expiration dates.

Tired of trying

Songs From The Internet - a series of music productions I've found online, which I have written and recorded to, for your enjoyment.

visualiser: https://youtu.be/Plxyh4N8TSI?si=XEjjsscql9z2cmOm

lyrics:
The moment seemed to good to be true
Maybe we did it too soon
I’d do it all again

I feel you
The last part of me, you knew
You took me somewhere new
It’s all because of you

You knew how to take it out of me
And you flew, right over me
And I’m used to, giving it all to you

And you take every part of me
And you break
Every chance of hope
That I crave
It’s all because of you
Because of you
It’s all because of you
Sit here and accept my fate

Now I’m alone
I keep my breath close to my home
So I don’t trip and fall too soon
I’m never getting over you

You knew how to take it out of me
And you flew, right over me
And I’m used to, giving it all to you

And you take every part of me
And you break
Every chance of hope
That I crave
It’s all because of you

That I don’t wanna lose
That I don’t wanna move

Maybe I should move on
Set the fire
Set the fire
Burn it through the snow

production credit: https://youtu.be/Ep8gBs5rNI8?si=em5yU-f448phzMtX
written & recorded by me

Because of You

A haunting minimalist ballad built from fragments of night—rain on glass, streetlight bleeding on the floor, a key scraping the lock. Every word is deliberate. Every silence speaks. “Last Light” is a plea you can carry in your chest long after the music fades.

Last Light

CYBER CHORD writes songs the way a porch light holds a night: small, steady, and impossible to ignore. I work with AI as a true co-writer, then carve the lyric by hand and shape the track in Suno. The sound leans bare and human—country roots in the soil, a little rock grain in the teeth, and a faith-lit lift that chooses hope without preaching.

These are ordinary-room hymns: rings hidden in cotton, receipt-tape strings, a dress behind rain glass, a sink that cools while you find the words. Silence is an instrument here; sometimes there’s a full bar where the house gets to breathe. If a line can’t survive a campfire and a cracked mug, it doesn’t make the song.

If you’re new, start with the heartbreakers. They don’t shout. They stay. I believe in the holiness of the everyday, and in the quiet bravery of saying the thing before “later” takes it away.

No paid promo, no playlist buys, no cover-art pitches, no dance offers, no cold DMs. If it’s a pitch, the porch light’s off. If you’re a real listener, come in soft: pick one song, leave a genuine note (lyric or timestamp welcome), and hand it to one friend. That’s how this fire stays lit.

May your road stay open, your coffee stay warm, and your day be peaceful.

Last Light

Cyber Chord