Waysides

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it's OK

Runnin' Away

SPARK

TWIRL

I want it bad

Got Him!

Present

piano1

the harvest

Under Moonlight

After Hours

After Hours (Deluxe)

“Streets With No Name” paints a tender portrait of city life’s forgotten corners — the faces we pass but never truly see. Beneath the bright pulse of the rhythm and the warmth of soulful vocals lies a story about connection, compassion, and the quiet beauty in everyday strangers. It’s an invitation to slow down, lift your gaze from the pavement, and notice the human stories echoing through the noise.

„Streets With No Name“ zeichnet ein einfühlsames Bild der vergessenen Winkel des Stadtlebens – von den Gesichtern, an denen wir täglich vorbeigehen, ohne sie wirklich wahrzunehmen. Unter dem lebendigen Rhythmus und der warmen, souligen Stimme entfaltet sich eine Geschichte über Mitgefühl, Begegnung und die leise Schönheit in den Menschen um uns herum. Ein Song, der dazu einlädt, innezuhalten und die Geschichten hinter dem Großstadtlärm zu entdecken.

Streets with No Name

Down by the arches, where the neon hums low
An old man folds paper cups in the glow
Once played trumpet in a riverboat band
Now he counts the echoes in the palm of his hand

A girl on the corner paints her dreams in dust
Her shoes are thin, and her mascara rusts
She hums to herself — the tune has no end
She lost the words when she lost her friend

And the city keeps moving, blind and wide
Like a tide that forgets who it leaves behind
But if you stop, just once, and meet their eyes
You’ll see a world that never dies

A boy sleeps under a headline stand
His mother’s face still warm in his hand
He whispers stories to the light of a train
No one listens — but he tells them again

They built glass towers where the gardens grew
Now the stars hide, but the dreams shine through
Every soul here wears a borrowed coat
Every prayer here sinks — yet floats

And the city keeps moving, blind and wide
Like a tide that forgets who it leaves behind
But if you stop, just once, and meet their eyes
You’ll see a world that never dies

So walk a while through the silent rain
Name the faces no one names
Beneath the noise, beneath the fame
Live the streets — with no name left to claim


Streets with No Name

You changed your hair today
And for a moment something tightened in my chest
Brushing it in the mirror, the way you turned away
What were you thinking then?
Maybe I was never meant to know
Since the day we met
in that little flower shop in town
I wonder how much time has gone by
Though I don’t really think about it anymore
What we’ve been growing together
Fills the room with quiet breath
The maidenhair fern we kept
Is still breathing now
uh uh
The rainy arcade, the splash of wheels
Turning everything into mist
We watched it from our window
With nothing much to say
Like that old café we love in this city
Even when the ice inside our glasses melts
Won’t you talk to me again
Like we used to?
Hey…
The feelings sinking
In melting ice and narrowing cracks
I’ll drink them down, I’ll lift them up, I’ll speak them out
Even now…
Would you still
Listen to me?
The Milky Way of Tanabata may hide behind this sky
But if the night grows calm enough to mirror even shadows
Streetlights and the glow of every home
Scatter and bind the two of us along the shore
uhh…
uh…
Since the day we met
in that little flower shop in town
I wonder how much time has gone by
Though I don’t really think about it anymore
Hey…
What we’ve been growing together
Fills the room with quiet breath
The maidenhair fern we kept
Is still breathing now
uh uh

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