rust-&-velvet.mp3

The Ruby Album-Gospel Blues

Carried Through Crimson

What It Takes

Verse 1]
Floating high above the fire,
through the golden, endless haze.
Found a ghost in drifting silence,
[ drop] [ bridge]
lost within the Venušian maze.

Ancient letters, torn and trembling,
whisper stories to the sky.
[ bridge]
Empty walls and fading echoes,
[ bridge]
voices of a time gone by.

⸻[ instrumental intermezzo, dark synths and electric clear sharp slow blues like guitar solo ]

[Chorus]
Don’t destroy the Mother,
[ bridge]
don’t forsake your only sky.
Don’t forget the breathing gardens,
[ bridge]
where the rivers learned to cry.

Whisper of the Mother,
through the storms that tear and fall.
Hold the Earth within your memory,
[ bridge]
or you will lose it all.

⸻

[Verse 2]
Crumbled dreams in broken chambers,
silent warnings stitched in light.
We replay the lost recordings,
[ bridge] [ drop ]
seeking meaning through the night.

Golden ashes swirl around us,
calling back what we once knew.
[ bridge]
Every heartbeat is a promise,
every breath belongs to you.

⸻

[Chorus]
Don’t destroy the Mother,
don’t forsake your only sky.
[ bridge]
Don’t forget the breathing gardens,
[ bridge]
where the rivers learned to cry.

Whisper of the Mother,
through the storms that tear and fall.
Hold the Earth within your memory,
[ bridge]
or you will lose it all.

⸻

[Outro] ([ instrumental , synths , piano, guitar , whispering ]
Whisper…
Whisper of the Mother…
[ bridge]
Drift across the stars…
[ bridge]
Remember who you are.

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With floating beats, atmospheric melodies, and heartfelt lyrics, this track reflects the journey of carrying scars, embracing pain, and learning to stand tall against the storms of life.
It’s not about crowns or thrones—it’s about owning your story and finding the bravery to love yourself through every scar.

Braver Than the Storm

Dedicated to a one woman on this earth, she knows who she is.

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The Breath Between Worlds

Ghost in My Own Skin

🧨I gave you my hours / You gave me your weight
Now I’m crawling through the wreckage / Of every yesterday
You said it was love, but it felt like a job
Clocked in every morning, just praying you'd stop
You drained me dry, like a desert in June
Now I’m burnt out, broke down, howlin’ at the moon
I’m not your martyr / I’m not your muse
I’m not your fix / I’m not your fuse
I’m not your shelter / I’m not your bruise
I’m just a woman / You lit the fuse
I’m tired of the chase, tired of the show
Tired of pretending I’ve got somewhere to go
I’m drained, I’m done, I’m out of breath
You wore me down to nothing left
I’m exhausted—every nerve’s been frayed
Worn out like denim that’s been dragged through the rain
Spent all my spark on your cold little flame
Now I’m weary, and you don’t even know my name
I’m tired of the chase, tired of the show
Tired of pretending I’ve got somewhere to go
I’m drained, I’m done, I’m out of breath
You wore me down to nothing left
I’m not your martyr / I’m not your muse
I’m not your fix / I’m not your fuse
I’m not your shelter / I’m not your bruise
I’m just a woman / You lit the fuse
You called it passion, I called it pain
You played your part, I took the blame
Burned out, bruised, and emotionally strained
Fatigued from the fight, but still stuck in the game
I’m tired of the chase, tired of the show
Tired of pretending I’ve got somewhere to go
I’m drained, I’m done, I’m out of breath
You wore me down to nothing left
[Breakbeat, distorted guitar, whispered vocal building to scream]
Spent. Worn out. Burned down. Drained.
Every word you said was a weight on my name
I gave you rhythm, you gave me rust
Now I’m screaming through the static—just give me back my trust
I’m not your martyr / I’m not your muse
I’m not your fix / I’m not your fuse
I’m not your shelter / I’m not your bruise
I’m just a woman / You lit the fuse
Spent. Worn out. Burned down. Drained.
I’m not tired—I’m done.
[Breakbeat, distorted guitar, whispered vocal building to scream]
I’m not your martyr / I’m not your muse
I’m not your fix / I’m not your fuse
I’m not your shelter / I’m not your bruise
I’m just a woman / You.... lit....... the fuse.......


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