A quiet reflection on love that didn’t ask to stay.
Not everything real is meant to be carried forward — some moments arrive only to be recognized.

This song lives in the space where connection becomes clarity, where seeing someone fully is enough, and where love can exist without gravity, need, or possession.

I see you. And that was the gift.

Lyrics:

We didn’t come to borrow tomorrow
Or try to make something stay
We just stood still in the doorway
And let the truth find its way

I knew you before I knew you
In the quiet under your skin
You spoke the things I never named
And I knew where you’d been

There was no promise between us
No future we had to defend
Just a moment that knew how to hold us
Without asking what comes in the end

If love is a language remembered
From a time before fear took the wheel
Then ours was spoken in silence
And never needed to feel

So let it be love without leaning
Let it be warm without fire
No asking, no holding, no reason
No need and no wire

Just two hearts that recognized home
For the space of a breath or two
Not everything meant to be felt
Was meant to be lived through

I don’t carry you forward in longing
I don’t keep you locked in the past
You live where the truth gets gentle
And nothing is moving too fast

Some things arrive just to free us
Some doors are meant to unbind
You were never a question to answer
You were peace I could finally find

If the world had been kinder
If the weight had been less
We might have stayed in the moment
But this… this was enough to bless

So let it be love without gravity
Let it rest, let it be
No pull, no push, no demand now
Just love… setting me free

I see you
And that was the gift

Written & Produced by Frank Da Tank
AI-assisted music and vocal performance

What We Were Meant To Be - Piano

This Lonely Broken Heart (AI)

Ink & Thorns.


The barbs of your tongue

Cut me to shreds

Unpicking my mind's 

Most delicate threads 


So I weaved myself words

From the pit of my soul 

To replace all the light

And the joy you had stole


Then I ripped myself free

From your talons of spite

Spilling ink upon page

Under dawn's weary light


And I bled, intravenous 

Through roots of my mind 

Feeding a garden

Withered by time


But slowly it grew

Wonderful roses of words

And foliage of stanzas

And stories unheard 


And I, myself, grew

Into the man I should be

As the power of words

Both destroyed 

                   and saved me



©️ Stephen W Atkinson 




Ink and Thorns

Lyrics:

How is it she can get me feeling 
like I'm 10 ft tall? 
Like I am standing in her closet, with my arms outstretched, 
and still can't touch the wall. 

How is it she can
send me reeling? 
Like I am on all fours, from the night before,
and I just can't touch the floor.

No, no, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't.
I don't understand.
No, no, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't.
I don't know how she can.

And how is it she can set me off?
Like a bottle rocket screaming.
Like I have jumped off of the top step 
but I still can't touch the ceiling.

No, no, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't.
I don't understand.
Oh, no, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't.
I don't know how she can.

Only if I knew better.
Than I might even up the score. 
But I cannot even tell the difference between her games anymore.

How is it she can save me?
Like a follower who follows to a fault. 
Like I have stayed in bed and shaved my head, 
and changed the name that I am called.

And how is it she will confuse me?
Like a slight hand cuts a deck of cards.
And no matter what I think I saw,
I will always draw that Jack of Hearts. 

No, no, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't.
I don't understand.
Oh, no, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't.
I don't know how she can.
---------------
Produced & Engineered by Paul Loren at Sterling Society Social Club in Brooklyn, NY
Mixed by Will Hensley // Mastered by Chris Gehringer
Written by Matt Sucich / Novelty Organ Publishing (ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved 2016
www.mattsucich.com

Spotify

She Can

From Eden by Hozier (cover)

07 Keep It On The Inside

Desperate

A very personal song I wrote for my wife while we were struggling to conceive our first child. I know there are couples out there who can relate. I hope this song helps you through the journey.

Believe

We're super excited to share "Birds on a String", the final single from our upcoming album, 'Find Light', available everywhere 1.25.19!  

Our official release show is 1.23.19 at Mercury Lounge in New York City--tickets can be purchased here: http://smarturl.it/CWCReleaseShow

Special Thanks: 

Pat Noon - Eight+Sixteen/Trax East Recording Studio - Recording/Mixing
Alan Douches - West West Side Music - Mastering
Kevin Lucero - Cello
Mike Costaney - Drums

Lyrics:
Off on the current of my thought stream,
Memories haunt unmoving minds
Pulled through the ruins where my fears dream,
Stuck lighting candles in lost shrines

Oh, pushed through mazes undefeated
Scared of the failures love could find
Oh, left in an autumn uncompleted
There in the background of time

Oh, caught like birds on a string
You’re never free when you’re alone
Oh, lost like snow in the spring
Fading fast when far from home

Oh, deep in the grove of recollection
Far from the creek we stood beside
Back to the calling and the question
Kept where my reveries reside

Oh, I wonder what’s left of our fire ring
Is it just rocks on the ground?
Oh, left in our ashes ever tiring
Always safe but never found

Oh, caught like birds on a string
You’re never free when you’re alone
Oh, lost like snow in the spring
Fading fast when far from home
Lost on another lover, lost on another lover, lost on another lover

Listen on Spotify

Birds on a String

Between Us

Beacons

‘Even When The World Is Shaking’ OUT NOW 👇🏻

https://lnk.bio/domrobinson

Between Us

Dom Robinson