I wore a name like armor
Built a face from praise and blame
Chased reflections in the water
But the mirror never stayed the same

Voices told me who to be
I stitched the mask so carefully
But silence called beneath the noise
A whisper drowned by my own voice

There’s a fear in letting go
Like falling through yourself
But somewhere past the screaming mind
There’s something else

When the ego dissolves
There’s no more fight to win
No borders left to hold
No outside, no within
Just presence bare and infinite
No chains, no names, no sin
When the ego dissolves
You finally begin

I saw my pride unravel
Each title burned into the sea
No ground, no guide, no savior
Just the raw eternity

The I that feared, the I that claimed
The ghost that thought it ruled the flame
Was never real, just smoke and thread
Now I live where that ghost bled

There’s a fear in letting go
Like falling through yourself
But somewhere past the screaming mind
There’s something else

When the ego dissolves
There’s no more fight to win
No borders left to hold
No outside, no within
Just presence bare and infinite
No chains, no names, no sin
When the ego dissolves
You finally begin

And it’s not a death, it’s a return
A shedding, not a burn
A truth too simple to be told
A freedom bought with letting go

There’s a fear in letting go
Like falling through yourself
But somewhere past the screaming mind
There’s something else

When the ego dissolves
There’s no more fight to win
No borders left to hold
No outside, no within
Just presence bare and infinite
No chains, no names, no sin
When the ego dissolves
You finally begin

And of course
You’re no longer small
The cage you built with “me” and “mine”
Just crumbles, and you fall
Into the breath, the pulse, the Now
Where nothing lacks, and all is found
When the ego dissolves
You become the sound

Cruella - When The Ego Dissolves

Zwischen Staunen und Ruhen

“The Life We Never Lived” is a love song about a life that never happened.
It’s about the messy, quiet, imperfect years we sometimes dream of—burnt dinners, Sunday routines, unspoken arguments.
This song doesn’t mourn what was lost.
It aches for what could have been.

With vivid, poetic snapshots and a laid-back groove, it paints a picture of a relationship that only existed in the imagination—but feels more real than most memories.
For anyone who’s ever missed something they never had.


„The Life We Never Lived“ ist ein Lovesong über ein Leben, das nie stattgefunden hat.
Er erzählt von den kleinen, stillen Momenten, die nie passiert sind – von verbranntem Abendessen, Sonntagsritualen, unausgesprochenen Streits.

Es ist kein Lied über Verlust.
Es ist ein Lied über das, was hätte sein können.


The Life We Never Lived

"Presque l’amour" — new, yet it carries the quiet hum of something I’ve known all along.

Presque L'amour

Distant Conversations — lo-fi café beats for deep focus. Warm tape hiss, soft drum grooves, and hushed neon ambience drift through rain-streaked windows—perfect for study, writing, or late-night sessions. Minimal melodies, gentle loops, zero distractions. Press play, settle in, and let the room fade while your mind locks in.

Quiet Conversations

Midnight Bloom - Cigarettes After Sex Vibe

Just because a tree has fallen its not game over 

Spirit of a fallen Tree

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]

Your hand on the wheel, heart on my sleeve
You said the night felt like a movie scene
Didn’t kiss me, didn’t have to
I was already rewinding every look from you

Streetlights caught on your collarbone
I said drive safe but I meant don’t go
You smiled like you already knew
That I’d be writing love songs about you

[Pre-Chorus]

So text me when you get home
I’ll be tracing stars on my pillowcase
Wondering if your heart skipped too
When I leaned in close and almost said

[Chorus]

Text me when you get home
So I know I’m not alone in this feeling tonight
You don’t have to say much
Just that you’re mine
Three little words or a ‘made it, babe’ line
Cos I’m already yours, and it’s been a while
So text me when you get home so I can smile

[Verse 2]

You don’t rush the magic, you let it ache
Like slow honey dripping from a heartbreak
I’ve known boys, but none like you
Golden and quiet and painfully true

You don’t chase forever, you hold the now
The kind of love you whisper out loud
And I’m not scared, I’m not even shy
This feels like falling with open eyes

[Pre-Chorus]

So text me when you get home
I’ll be wrapped in your name like a song
Still playing back the way you said
“Tonight felt right” like nothing’s wrong

[Chorus]

Text me when you get home
So I know I’m not alone in this feeling tonight
You don’t have to say much
Just that you’re mine
Three little words or a ‘made it, babe’ line
Cos I’m already yours, and it’s been a while
So text me when you get home so I can smile

[Bridge]

And maybe this is nothing
Or maybe it’s the start
But when your name lights up my phone
It’s fireworks behind my heart

[Chorus]

Text me when you get home
So I know I’m not alone in this feeling tonight
You don’t have to say much
Just that you’re mine
Three little words or a ‘made it, babe’ line
Cos I’m already yours, and it’s been a while
So text me when you get home so I can smile

[Outro]

And I’ll save the message like a song I adore
Reread it once, then maybe ten times more
You said “Only if it’ll make you smile” 
Boy, I’m smiling… stay for a while
Text me when you get home

GIRL MATH

text me when you get home

The Thursday sessions - Awhile

When it’s too much to handle for my mind so I just say whatever for the time being even though it’s everything
I die, pop, alternative, guitar, new artist, fall, october, sad, love

WHATEVER

Track Seven

It turned out
That riding the bulls
Over time
Could take a serious toll
But it was
My way of life
That’s what I would do
Up until the day I died
Or at least got close
Something I loved the most
was the only 
Thing I knew how to do
Without it
Would I stop and sell shoes
Said a sorry old fool
As if such a thing
Would ever be true
But who could believe
What that lifestyle could do
When it got too rough
Or it got too much
Only to discover one day
There was a price to pay
And I didn’t know
What to do
When I knew
Yeah, I knew
I was through
©2025 wr heustis

Through

Drift Notion blurs the line between past and future—mixing classical strings, piano, and whispered lyrics with lo-fi beats and ambient noise. Each track feels like a sonic collage: analog warmth fused with digital fragments. The result drifts between chill, focus, and late-night rhythm—music to think to, dream to, or disappear inside. Never static, never defined, Drift Notion moves like a thought half-remembered: familiar yet just out of reach. Music not made, but unearthed.