[Verse 1]
Velvet nights and silver lies,
He came wrapped in a tailored disguise.
Eyes like shadows, lips like fire,
Dancing close to the edge of desire.

[Pre-Chorus]
He spoke of love with poison breath,
A kiss that smelled of roses... and death.

[Chorus]
Whispers in the smoke,
Every vow he spoke
Was a blade dressed in velvet and gold.
He plays the game,
But I know his name—
A ghost in a suit, ice-cold.
And still I burn…
For the lesson I’ll never learn.

[Verse 2]
Mirrors crack behind our dance,
Each step is fate’s final chance.
A touch too slow, a glance too bold,
The truth is a secret no heart should hold.

[Pre-Chorus]
He lives for danger, drinks regret,
A heart marked by every threat.

[Chorus]
Whispers in the smoke,
Every vow he spoke
Was a blade dressed in velvet and gold.
He plays the game,
But I know his name—
A ghost in a suit, ice-cold.
And still I burn…
For the lesson I’ll never learn.

[Bridge]
Diamonds and guns,
Lies spun like lace.
He disappears,
But I still feel his face.

[Final Chorus]
Whispers in the smoke,
A truth we never spoke,
Only silence where his name once was told.
He plays the game,
But no one’s the same—
When hearts are bought and sold.
And still I burn…
For the lesson I'll never learn.

[Outro]
Whispers fade…
But scars remain.

Whispers in the Smoke | (a theme in the style of James Bond)

Charabiesque 58 (3)

it's 3am in the smoky jazz club and she walks onto the stage to play the last set of the night... tales of heartbreak, self destruction, lust, nightmares and doomed love... but not without a sprinkle of hope on top. Sometimes that small piece of hope is enough to take you through another day. A melancholy collection of some of my jazz reinterpretations of my songs

Edge of Reflection v3 jazz version

Vedae
A deeply emotive blend of modern classical and electronic music, Vedae weaves haunting string melodies with intricate electronic textures. The track carries a profound, melancholic atmosphere, evoking the weight of a final farewell. Best experienced through headphones to fully immerse in its rich, layered soundscape.

Vedae

Shadows stretch where the moonlight bend

Check out the alternate versions including the original. 
 
Country Version
https://soundcloud.com/audio-avalanche/the-mind-will-follow

Christian/Gospel Version (Original) 
https://soundcloud.com/audio-avalanche/the-mind-will-follow-faith-mix

I see 'em talking on the corner, I hear 'em shouting on the news, Each one standing on their soapbox, trying hard not to lose. They're armed with Wikipedia facts, and every single book they've read, Trying to convince the world with what's stored up in their head. But the silence in the spaces, where the arguments should end, Just proves that nobody's listening, they're just waiting to defend.
You can preach it from the pulpit, you can lay down all the facts, But people don't care how much you know, there's no changing that. They wanna know how much you really care, see where your heart is true, Gotta Win the Heart first, yeah, that's what you do, And I promise you, The Mind Will Follow right behind it, too.
Never heard a lecture, she didn't need to preach the truth, She just showed me how to listen deep from childhood through my youth. I watched her meet the broken ones, the ones the crowd ignored, She gave 'em a safe harbor, not a single lesson stored. She didn't have the answers, she just gave 'em a clean slate, And that's how I learned you lead with your heart, before you open up the gate.
Oh, it's easy to spot the fake ones if you watch 'em long enough, They're the ones talking wisdom, when the road gets too rough. They say the words, they wear the badge, they post the perfect prayer, But faith isn't just a Sunday suit, it's walking through despair. It's easy to preach the facts, but it's harder to stand in the rain, To let go of your own agenda, and really feel somebody's pain.
(Final Thought) You gotta win the heart... yeah... That's where the faith begins... ...And the mind will follow... every single time.

Colorado Blues Skies

Mind Will Follow (Blues)

The Mind Will Follow

Emañ ar vrumenn o sevel

2. Clay-Colored Whirlwind

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Гермес Трисмегист. На древнегреческом

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مدیتیشن "من هستم"

It is the stories and our imagination that give life and meaning to this world. And because I love music ... that it questions, that it awakens, that it intrigues, that it disturbs, that it moves... beyond the boundaries of genres ... This project is an expectation, a research in embryo ("one man band"), and the exploration - being for the moment totally free to leave the field - of the possibilities open to changing inspiration and protean nonconformism ... I admit that it is not easy to enter, and I thank all the more those who took the time to stop and listen to some of these stories ...

Emañ ar vrumenn o sevel

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