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Stand Together

Streaming Platforms

In the Mood for a cold drink
My Mind feels like it’s sticking to my skin
I went out to get my family food 
I’ve been stuck in La Brea ever since 
Long, long nights and the non-existent days are ruining my tan
My social life is the darkness & I can’t even find a band
Ride, ride all night long 
To visit me and the sand
Although we’re 40 minutes apart 
They come to both of us in vans 

Come Ye Lonesome tourists 
Excavate my shell
Make sure you buy a ticket 
You know there’s always something to sell

Yea, I’m Natural History
The Walking, Talking Man
I am Natural History
That’s who I am

Natural History

How Will I Know - ZERØSPACE Mix

Cinnamon rising
Windows fog
Oven humming low
like it's half on the job

Flour on the counter
flour in her hair
He brushes it off
like he meant to be there

Butter sizzles
Pan clicks shut
Radio crackles
through static and cut

She taps the spoon twice
tastes what's left on her lip
He sneaks a bite
before the sugar can drip

Rolling pin stutters
Table creaks
Dough keeps sticking
every few streaks

She presses harder
he steadies the board
No big talk,
nothing forced

Orange peel. Ginger
Sharp, then sweet
Steam curls around
their legs and feet

He burns his thumb
she blows on his hand
Sting goes quiet
No plan

Cut-out stars
with crooked sides
Trees leaning over
like they're tired

A gingerbread loses a leg
she laughs at the fall
He eats the piece
like that was the goal

The oven breathes heat
Slow. Thick
Cookies lift at the edges
getting glossy, quick

Sugar turns amber
The room turns warm
Spice in the air
like a quiet storm

They frost too soon
The icing runs
She tries to fix it
he says it's done

Ghost-shaped snowflake
Crooked hat man
They let the mess be
just what it can

The cat jumps up
nose to the tray
Sniffs a star cookie
knocks it away

It lands on the floor
icing smudged thin
She curls around it
purring like it's her kin

Cooling racks ticking
Kettle starts to sing
Steam climbs slowly
fogging everything

No need for words
The room already knows
They share the first cookie
before it cools

Cinnamon Rising (feat. cat cameo)

New screamo rap rock track from Charlotte artist & producer King D Mr. Perfect

Attack (Produced by King D Mr. Perfect)

How deep is your love

Join us for a truly eclectic mix of genres and soundscapes, in the first half of the finale to our Spring 2025 series - Blossoming Springtime 3A 

Outrageous Intro 
Afterlight / Antarctic Wastelands (plays in background of intro dialogue) 
Recovery / Antarctic Wastelands 
Elephant Rocks (Wading Tides), Kalbarri (Deep Time) / IKSRE 
We Are Made Of Light / The Safety Word 
For Your Love, Under The Sail, Bottled Up Inside / Harrison Storm 
I Danced, Room To Grow, You'll Sing / Isabel Rumble 
Mass Formation Psychosis / Joel Havea 
When I Go / Sienna Wild 
I Won't Yell / Romanie 
We'd Rather Have Nothing, Always, Let Your People Go / Deborah Conway + Willy Zygier 
Sew (People), Nege (Tomorrow) / Egoo 
Heart Sing / Sophie Ellis Bextor 
Xanadu (Olivia Newton John cover), The Chance Won't Come Again (with Tim Oxley Rice) / Andy Bell 
Into The Dark / Minute Taker 
Hey Hi Hello, Perfect Lies, Ordinary Day / Alison Goldfrapp 
Outrageous Outro 

Blossoming Springtime 3A

Late Night Confession
Lyrics By: Thomas W. Peterson AKA RedHeart 
©COPYRIGHT 11–30-2025 All Rights Reserved © 


[Intro: Warm electric piano and soft brushed drums]

[Verse 1]
Your breath draws slow across the sheets
Streetlight paints your shoulder gold
I trace the curve your fingers keep
From all the stories left untold

[Verse 2]
Coffee rings on yesterday’s mail
Your sock lost near the bedroom door
I folded it without a word
Like I’ve done a hundred times before

[Pre-Chorus]
And the clock keeps turning pages
While my voice stays locked away

[Chorus]
HAVE I TOLD YOU LATELY HOW MY HEART STILL FINDS YOUR NAME?
IN THE QUIET, IN THE DARK, IT WHISPERS JUST THE SAME!
Not with grand words or promises spun in the air—
But in how I leave your side of the bed just right there

[Inst: Electric piano solo with gentle cymbal swells]

[Verse 3]
You stirred just now, half in a dream
Mumbled something soft and low
I didn’t answer—but I held
The silence like a vow I know

[Pre-Chorus]
All the things I never speak
Live inside the way I wait

[Chorus]
HAVE I TOLD YOU LATELY HOW MY HEART STILL FINDS YOUR NAME?
IN THE QUIET, IN THE DARK, IT WHISPERS JUST THE SAME!
Not with grand words or promises spun in the air—
But in how I leave your side of the bed just right there

[Bridge: Strings enter softly beneath piano]
Maybe love’s not in the saying
But the staying through the gray
The laundry folded, lights turned low
The choice to face another day… together

[Chorus]
SO HAVE I TOLD YOU LATELY HOW MY HEART STILL FINDS YOUR NAME?
EVEN WHEN MY MOUTH WON’T SPEAK, IT CALLS YOU JUST THE SAME!
Not with grand words—but hands that know your favorite mug
And mornings where I watch you wake, and say nothing… but love

[Outro: Piano fades with light reverb, drums dissolve]
(whispered)
...love

Late Night Confession 11-29-25

Draco meets Anna, sees her worship, and is drawn to her spirit.
He feels love but learns that human hearts move slow.
This song is God and Earth teaching him: “Don’t rush what’s holy. Wait.”

How deep is your love

Derek Krol