Dry River Bed

في كِل مِكان انڨولو وين
وين الغالي الغالي وين
وين الغالي الغالي وين 
 الغالي وين 

اندور فيكي ليا سنين
في وصفك انقول الزين
في وصفك  انقول الزين 
 انقول الزين 

سِمْحة  روح و سِمْحة عين
عيني يا عيني يا عيني  يا عين
عيني يا عيني يا عيني  يا عين 
 عيني يا عين

انفكر فيكي ليل نهار
عَڨْلي معاكي انتي طار
عَڨْلي معاكي انتي طار 
 عَڨْلي طار 

ويجيني الليل الليل الليل 
انفكر فيكي طول الليل
انفكر فيكي طول الليل 
 طول الليل 

ويجيني الليل الليل الليل 
انفكر فيكي طول الليل
انفكر فيكي طول الليل 
 طول الليل

 اااه  ااااه وينك يا زين
 يا زين

ااه اااه سِمْحة روح و سِمْحة عين 
سِمْحة روح و سِمْحة عين  
سمحة عين 

ليلي ليلي ليلي الليل
ليلي الليل

وينك وينك يا زين
وينك وينك يا زين 

طول الليل

Writing Poems on Napkins

Nights of Sex and Sin

The way you stayed

This track is made for slow, attentive miles. The kind of walk where you notice light on walls, wind on your face, and the sound of your own breath. It does not hurry you. It gives you space. The pulse is gentle, the edges are soft, and the music invites your thoughts to line up and settle. On a mindful-walk playlist, it works as a centering piece. Steady enough to keep you moving. Calm enough to keep your mind clear.

“Where the Sand Remembers” opens in stillness. Oud alone, close and unhurried, shaping a line that draws the ear inward. The violin joins as a quiet companion. At times it shadows the oud in near unison. At times it answers from a step away. The dialogue reads like thought and counter-thought rather than call and command.

The middle section widens in small circles. Nylon guitar stays in the background with soft arpeggios that color the air without pulling focus. Short pauses let the melody settle. When it returns, it carries a touch more light, as if the horizon has moved closer.

Near the close, a subtle percussive layer arrives, felt more than heard. It does not shift the character or the pace. It simply lifts the final phrases so the last cadence lands with quiet certainty. The oud states the closing idea plainly. The violin holds a warm line above it. The piece exhales rather than stops.

EMOTIONAL DELIVERY

Reflective rather than sad. Movement without urgency. Clarity without push. It is the sound of walking with your thoughts and finding they have started to walk with you.

Where the Sand Remembers · Quiet Oud and Violin Reins

Somewhere to Stay

Bloom Like a Flame (Donna)
lyrics by Donna & ChatGPT
image & music by Suno AI

Bloom Like a Flame (Donna)

Golden as the cider light
Dancing through the linen white
I take your name like morning dew
And thread it through the sky so blue

Lilac fingers touch the sea
Emerald leaves are calling me
With every breeze, I hum your name
And bloom like a flame, bloom like a flame

Wear your heart like meadow rain
Sing your soul in sweet refrain
Let the colors rise and spin
From jasmine dreams and sun-kissed skin

Amber trails and velvet stars
Lanterns lit in pickle jars
We chase the dusk on tangerine feet
And waltz where earth and heavens meet

Wear your heart like meadow rain
Sing your soul in sweet refrain
Let the colors rise and spin
From jasmine dreams and sun-kissed skin

So if I go and lose my way
Just send a rose to light the day
I’ll know your voice behind the flame
And bloom again, and bloom again


Bloom Like a Flame (Donna)

Wide variety of tunes and moods on this album, either songs mostly easy listening dream pop.

Glad I Met You

The Note
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[intro]

[instrumental]

[verse]
Yes, this is what you think
It is my message, a final kiss
No need to worry
Or take the blame
I don't feel pain or any shame
It is just what it is

[verse]
I don't want to stick around
And see everything go bad
I will never feel that much better
I won't be able to run faster
I won't write a great new song
And bit by bit and day by day
all my systems 
will go wrong

[verse]
I don't have any complaints
Not for you, but some for me
Things were always pretty good
Always shelter, always food
I cared about you all, 
You did well, I'm satisfied
Now its time for the last call
And its for me to take the fall

And its for me to take the fall

[verse]
I could have done a little better
I could have tried a little harder
You can blame me if you missed out
Or if I wasn't always there
Don't you think I did not care
I did so then and I do now
Sometimes I am a little unaware
Get caught up in my own thing
But that's me, 
I take the blame

[verse]
Yes, this is what you think
It is my message, a final kiss
No need to worry
Or take the blame
I don't feel pain or any shame
It is just what it is

[instrumental]

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

But that's me, I take the blame


mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

But that's me, I take the blame


mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

mea culpa, 
mea culpa,
mea maxima culpa

[outro]

The Note

Heavenly Father,

As I step into today, I place this new day in Your loving hands. Thank You for the gift of life, for rest last night, and for the promise of Your presence in every moment ahead.

Guide my thoughts, words, and actions today, Lord. Help me to walk in Your wisdom, to love others as You love me, and to reflect Your light in all I do. Give me strength for challenges, peace in uncertainty, and joy in the ordinary.

Protect me and those I love. Open my eyes to opportunities to serve, to grow, and to draw closer to You. May Your will be done in my life today, just as it is in heaven.

I pray all this in the powerful name of Jesus Christ, my Savior.

Amen.

November 17, 2025 Prayer

My songs feature original lyrics that I write myself, paired with music generated by AI based on my custom prompts. I have a deep love for melancholic, sad songs. Only recently have I discovered the beauty of expressing these words through music, and I must say, they resonate in ways I really like

Writing Poems on Napkins

Dahl Tice