:^: THaNKS FoR LiSTeNiNG :^:
🥰 If you enjoy this recording, I warmly invite you to comment, like, repost, or/and follow me @papyloop. Thank you in advance. This allows me, from the depths of my secluded woods, to gain notoriety thanks to you, and for free.

Please, Tell me in the comments which country you are listening to me from, I think it's great, thank you very much :) 

🎵 We work in several distinct sound worlds soundcloud.com/papyloop/albums :
- MooNHeaRT * aCouSTiC : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/moonheart-in-love-forever
- SouLMeNoW : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/soulmenow-happy-groove-to-soul
- JaH yaHya * ReGGae : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/yahyaspirit-roots-reggae-jamaican-blues
- FiReWaTeR * TRiP-HoP : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/firewater-spirit-of-trip-hop
- LaDeeLooP CaSaBLaNCa : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/feat-ladeloop-casablanca
- CoeuRDeBReiZH FReNCH : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/coeurdebreizh-french-pop
- CoRSaiRe MaLouiN : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/corsaire-malouin-les
- HpR * RaP HiP-HoP : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/where-the-street-have-hpr-name
- NoNaM(e) * FReNCH uRBaN PoP : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/nonam-e-french-urban-pop
- BaCKGRooVe : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/backgroove
- WiWiMaN * HouSe FuNKy : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/wiwiman-electro-breizh-house
- SWeGGae SPiRiT : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/sweggae-spirit
- BLiNKBRoTHeRS : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/blinkbrothers-alternative 
- oRieNTaLHeaVeN : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/persian-soul-heaven-oriental
- iN My MiND (iNSTRuMeNTaL): soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/world-in-my-mind-instrumental
- DRuiD WoRLD : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/druids-mystic-forest
- MeRLiN WoRLD : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/merlin-mystic-world
- TyBaLBoo * BRaSS BaND : soundcloud.com/papyloop/sets/tybalboo-brass-band-profusion

🇲🇦 And if you like the charm of oriental Berber music, you can discover my little sister's sound universe: @ladeeloop Casablanca

📻 You can also find me on :
- Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/artist/7HphO01N7kBy87jrEzJ02j
- YouTube : www.youtube.com/channel/UCydW1Sv4tf9Nw_h8nw8s-nw
- Apple music : music.apple.com/fr/artist/papyloop/1706672990
- Shazam : www.shazam.com/fr-fr/artist/papyloop/1706672990
- Deezer : www.deezer.com/fr/artist/229914735
- Amazon Music : www.amazon.fr/music/player/artists/B0CHPKY4XD/papyloop
- LastFM : www.last.fm/music/Papyloop

👕You can also buy the music cover t-shirts : https://papyloop.myspreadshop.fr/

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FiReWaTeR - Je T'ai CHeRCHé ! SuiS-Moi ! [feat CoeuRDeBReiZH]

Picture This is a heavenly slice of classic jazz arranging and performance. This endlessly gentle piece is filled with an indescribable yearning and a sense of resigned loss. Emotional and sensitive yet effortless to listen to, thanks to the thoughtful performances throughout. 

Citing influences from John Coltrane and Stan Getz to Pat Metheny, Mark Millington is an entirely new name to the UK jazz community but one with a wealth of knowledge and inspiration to bring to the table. 

Having started his early career touring internationally with groups like Misty In Roots and Kabbala and performing alongside artists like Hugh Masekela and Light of the World, a diversion into behind-the-scenes songwriting and then ultimately raising a family meant Mark didn't follow the path into Jazz that he maybe first imagined. So Picture This, his debut album, is a blessing and a dream come true for both him and us alike. 

Although Mark calls Coventry home his debut album was recorded in New York at the beginning of 2024. Mark's love for classic jazz, blues and bop connected him with American saxophonist and arranger Kenny Shanker culminating in a trip to play with Kenny's band in a small Brooklyn studio filled with vintage equipment perfect to capture this particular record. 

Recorded in its entirety in just 6 short hours, the music is a true expression of a lifetime dream and a work of energy and honesty.


Bustling with the drums and percussion of Ryan Fishler and Ernesto Marichales (Jordan Rakei), melodies delivered on saxophone and guitar by Mark Millington and Jackson Potter, special guests Nick Walters on trumpet (We Fall) and Ruta Sipola on flute (Matilda's Dance), all underpinned by the effervescent piano playing of Addison Frei and driving bass of Yoshi Waki.

Truth Be Told

Truth Be Told (Edit)

🎵 A sad bird, that’s hit the window - (Official Lyric Video by Brady Kent) 🌸✨ 

This song is about a poor sad bird that hits the window and dies. In the meantime, everyone gets on with their life and he barely gets a second glance. The players are more concerned with winning the game.

This is a heartfelt song about a small bird. With poetic lyrics and a soothing melody, this track paints a picture of the emotions generated on that fateful day. 

Have you been overcome with sympathy for a small dead animal ?

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A sad bird, that’s hit the window

"Baby, I’m My Own Empire"
Step into a world where vulnerability transforms into an unshakeable kingdom. "Baby, I’m My Own Empire" explores the journey from seeking external validation to discovering an unbreakable inner strength. With haunting imagery and a soaring spirit, this track is a testament to resilience, the beauty of self-sovereignty, and the quiet thunder of a heart that refuses to burn for liars.

🎵 Baby, I’m My Own Empire

[Verse 1]
I used to kneel in ruins for the taste of praise
Let you carve your name in my golden face
You crowned me with silence, called it love
But darling, thrones don’t beg to be enough

[Pre-Chorus]
Now my steps echo like a warning bell
Each breath a law I wrote myself
You want a seat where you once played pyre—
But I don't burn for liars

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m my own empire
Silk and flame in every wire
No more begging just to feel desired
I rise alone, unclaimed, entire
Your love was smoke, mine’s wildfire
Baby, I’m—baby, I’m my own empire

[Verse 2]
You kissed like conquest, spoke in thrones
But I built beauty in my bones
A sovereign heart don’t break to please
And I don't bend for make-believe

[Pre-Chorus]
You see this gold? It's not your proof
It’s forged from nights I walked through truth
You lost your place when you admired
The glow and not the fire

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m my own empire
Velvet rage and sapphire choir
You fed me doubt, I dressed it finer
Now I wear grace like sharpened wire
You can't return to what you tired
Baby, I’m—baby, I’m my own empire

[Bridge – Spoken / half-sung, minimal instrumentation]
You thought I was yours to crown
But empires don’t answer to ghosts
You can haunt the gate
But I’ll never open it again

[Breakdown – whispered vocals, then rising]
Watch me rule in quiet thunder
Built from ache you failed to wonder
I don't need your hands, your name
This kingdom pulses in my flame

[Final Chorus – layered, powerful]
Baby, I’m my own empire
Silhouettes in sacred fire
No prince, no war, no false messiah
I rise alone—higher and higher
My blood, my voice, my own choir
Baby, I’m—baby, I’m my own empire

[Outro – soft, fading]
Don’t kneel, don’t call
You can’t climb these walls
I’m not yours to admire—
Baby, I’m my own empire

🎵 Baby, I’m My Own Empire

Silk Sheets on a Bruised Bed

(Verse 1)
A pale sun spills across the floor,
Doesn't ask about the war.
Traces gold-dust from my gown,
On the lamp we knocked down.
Your empty space, a hollow ache,
For goodness—or for pity's sake.
I trace the scar on the bed frame,
And forget to even whisper your name.

(Chorus)
Silk sheets on a bruised bed,
Lying where the lies were said,
Perfume clings like what we hid —
Even silence knows what we did.
(Post-Chorus)
The silence knows…
Oh, the silence knows…

(Verse 2)
Last night, the flashbulbs drank our smiles,
We held our pose for a little while.
Sold them "perfect," "strong," and "true,"
The best performance from me and you.
You wore your suit, a velvet cage,
I played the part and I knew my stage.
Now the dawn has stripped it bare,
Just cheap glitter in my hair.

(Chorus)
Silk sheets on a bruised bed,
Lying where the lies were said,
Perfume clings like what we hid —
Even silence knows what we did.

(Post-Chorus)
The silence knows…
Oh, the silence knows…

(Bridge)
I made the bed each time you strayed,
Pressed the creases, looked away.
Now truth lies wrinkled in this thread —
Love dressed in white, but it bled red.

(Final Chorus - Stripped)
Silk sheets… on a bruised bed,
Lying where the lies were said,
Perfume clings… like what we hid…
Even silence… knows what we did.

(Outro)
(Complete silence for two seconds)
(Dry whisper, no reverb)
"The silence knows."
(End)





Silk Sheets on a Bruised Bed

AI cover of my electronic piece created this morning in Studio Pro 7 with non-AI lyrics added.  Lyrics derived from drama teacher talking about hard-core heroin addicts who, after all other veins fail, inject themselves in the eye.

Holland High
Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath

Lyrics

Wanna dance,
Wanna get high,
I have drugs,
Stick them in your eyes,
Get high, high, so high,
Holland high.
Holland high (yeah, yeah)

No future,
no regrets,
oh my,
my, my,
so high, 
so, so high,
Holland high (my, my, oh my).

Interlude

No need for wooden shoes,
Or tulips where we lie (no, no),
Not when you can fly (high, high)
Up to the windmill in the sky,
so high,
So high,
Holland High,
Holland High (so, so high).

Wanna dance,
Wanna get high,
I have drugs,
Stick them in your eyes,
Get high, high, so high,
Holland high.
Holland high (yeah, yeah)

So, so high,
Come on,
My, my,
Time to die,
Holland High,
Holland High,
Oh my, my,
Holland High (x20)

Don't do drugs.

Holland High (AI-Version)

Give me back my flight

✨ "They call it rare. I call it 'Ethereal.' Good love still exists… and it sounds like this." 💫
🎶 #EtherealGoodLuv by #CeeDee_DaAudioArchitect
Tag someone who makes love feel like heaven on earth 🌍❤️


Ethereal(GoodLuv)

On Titan's shore, the air is new
An atmosphere of silver-blue
The ground we shaped, a lonely stage
To turn a cosmic, final page

The king of rings begins to bow
I watch him sink, I don't know how
This broken heart of light and dust
Can fill my own with so much trust

If I cried out, a fragile plea...
Who in this void would answer me?
Oh, Saturn falling, falling down, down
A silent fire, a heavy crown
This awful beauty I have found
And I don't dare to make a sound

A beauty made of cosmic dust
A silent witness to my lust
For something real in this cold place
Reflected in my human face

Falling down, the light, the grace
Falling out of time and space
Oh, Saturn falling, falling down, down
A silent fire, a heavy crown
This awful beauty I have found
And I don't dare to make a sound

My name dissolves, my body breaks
For every breath the silence takes
I am the eye, I am the gleam
A waking part of this strange dream
Oh, Saturn falling, falling down, down
A silent fire, a heavy crown
This awful beauty I have found
And I don't dare to make a sound

Saturn Fall
Saturn Fall
Part of the fall...
Part of the light...
A fading whisper...
In the endless night...

Oh, Saturn falling, falling down, down
A silent fire, a heavy crown
This awful beauty I have found
And I don't dare to make a sound

--
Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, Apple's GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, Apple's GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Sound Studio, Ozone 11, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder, translated with the help of Google Translate
Cover design: Volker Redder, Adobe Photoshop, FLUXpro, Apple's Keynote

Saturn Is Falling

Taking Your Time (now out on all platforms!!!)

Say what you wanted to see
Say what you wanted
Try to be honest
I don’t know if you can be
Everything you wanted to see and 
I don’t know if I can say
If you let me I will go
Please believe me I just know
Every time I try

I don’t know why
I don’t know how
Taking my time
To figure it out
Asking myself
Wondering why
Haven’t you heard of
Taking your time

I don’t know if I am living 
Can’t look away cuz
I need the ending
Something is keeping me going
Can’t tell if it
Is fear or its hope and
I don’t know if I can say
If you let me I will go
Please believe me I just know
Every time I try

Try to take my my mind away
From the things I should do or say
Sometimes I hurry up and wait
I'm not afraid

I don’t know why
I don’t know how
Taking my time
To figure it out
Asking myself
Ask myself why
Haven't you heard of
Taking your time

I said the the same thing 
Twice on the daily
Five to the nine and 
I don’t know lately
I can see why
you don’t like me waiting

I’ll let it go 
But please don't go further
No one can tell 
If you’re in the future
Stop what your doing 
Don’t let it fool ya

I don’t know why
I don’t know how
Taking my time
To figure it out
Asking myself
Ask myself why
Haven’t you heard of
Taking your time


Credits: 
artwork: phib @phibstuff
producer: dan fox @wondersmithaudio
keys: eric lane @ericlanes
engineer: dereck blackburn @quiethouserecording
mastering: matt azevedo @azevedoaudio






Taking Your Time

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Saturn Is Falling

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