Through my window pane
Watching life move fast
Busy hands on screens
Time just slipping past

Can't help wondering what you see
When you look down at me
All these changes coming through
But I know one thing's true

Your love hasn't changed
(Your love, Your love)
Still the same today
(Today, today)
Even as we drift away
Your love remains the same

(Love remains the same)
(Love remains unchanged)

Social status signs
Profiles perfectly placed
Missing what's inside
Living life erased

Through these digital displays
We're losing our way
But you see past all the noise
To hear our silent voice

Your love hasn't changed
(Your love, Your love)
Still the same today
(Today, today)
Even as we drift away
Your love remains the same

Patiently waiting
Constantly calling
Perfectly timing
Every single moment

[Stripped down, quiet]
When all the screens go dark
When batteries run dry
You're still there
You're still there

Your love hasn't changed
(Hasn't changed, no)
Still the same today
(Same today, oh)
Even as we drift away
Your love remains the same
(Your love remains)
Your love remains the same
(Forever unchanged)

Chester Rivers - Your Love

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Title: Trinity.of.Sound Releases New Single "Before The White Man"

With "Before The White Man," Trinity.of.Sound takes us on an emotional journey to a time of untouched nature and boundless freedom. The song's international pop sound combines modern rhythms with a deep longing for a world in harmony with itself – a world where eagles flew, buffalo herds roamed, and the drums on the riverbank set the beat of life.

The poignant lyrics paint pictures of vast landscapes, dancing fires, and a lost harmony. "Where the rivers ran, before the white man came," sings Trinity.of.Sound, creating a goosebump-inducing moment that lingers long after. "Before The White Man" is more than just a song – it's a powerful statement and a melancholic reminder of what was. Immerse yourself in this unforgettable sound.

Lyrics Copyright by Trinity.of.Sound  / Title: Before The White Man / Length: 05:13 

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I hear the wind, it calls my name,
Through hills of sage, it sounds the same,
Before the white man came to stake,
We’d dance at dawn by the river’s lake.

Our fires burned, the stars would sigh,
No fences stood between the sky,
We lived with deer and bison free,
A land of song and harmony.

Oh the wind would roam,
Through the quiet home,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.
Oh the drums would beat,
Under moon’s retreat,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.

The eagle soared with wings so wide,
Our children played by the riverside,
We sang in time with rolling streams,
The world was bright, alive with dreams.

Now the forest weeps, the old oaks fall,
Still I wander here, I recall it all,
The laughter gone, the songbird cries,
A lost world’s truth beneath these skies.

Oh the wind would roam,
Through the quiet home,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.
Oh the drums would beat,
Under moon’s retreat,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.


Oh the wind would roam,
Through the quiet home,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.
Oh the drums would beat,
Under moon’s retreat,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.

I feel the dust beneath my feet,
Where horses ran with thunder’s beat,
Where clans would gather, voices high,
Songs of earth that touched the sky.

The river’s bend where elders spoke,
With wisdom strong in every smoke,
Their stories carved in canyon walls,
Now silent there, the eagle calls.

The drumbeat fades, the fire’s cold,
The songs once young, now ages old,
Yet in my heart, the memories sing,
Of dancing free in endless spring.

Oh the wind would roam,
Through the quiet home,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.
Oh the drums would beat,
Under moon’s retreat,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.

I feel the dust beneath my feet,
Where horses ran with thunder’s beat,
Where clans would gather, voices high,
Songs of earth that touched the sky.

The river’s bend where elders spoke,
With wisdom strong in every smoke,
Their stories carved in canyon walls,
Now silent there, the eagle calls.

The songs once young, now ages old,
Yet in my heart, the memories sing,
Of dancing free in endless spring.

Oh the wind would roam,
Through the quiet home,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.
Oh the drums would beat,
Under moon’s retreat,
Where the rivers ran,
Before the white man.





Before The White Man

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It touches on universal feelings of doubt, the longing for freedom, and the battle with the hidden parts of ourselves that hold us back.

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Simply Joanna is dedicated to one of the most genuine and beautiful people I've ever come across.

Finally Free

Fight for Hope
[Verse]
When the night feels cold and dark we roam
Through the shadows we must carve a home
Every tear a stone to pave the way
In the quiet heart
The fight will stay

[Chorus]
Fight for hope when it hides from view
Chase the dawn through the stormy blue
Hold the spark though the winds combust
Build a bridge from your broken trust

[Verse 2]
The whispers tell us dreams are all but gone
Yet in the silence strength is built upon
The smallest flicker can set skies ablaze
In the ashes new beginnings raise

[Chorus]
Fight for hope when it hides from view
Chase the dawn through the stormy blue
Hold the spark though the winds combust
Build a bridge from your broken trust

[Bridge]
The mountain looms but your soul can climb
The hourglass begs yet it’s not your time
Through the hurt and the cracks you grow
Unearth the stars beneath the snow

[Chorus]
Fight for hope when it hides from view
Chase the dawn through the stormy blue
Hold the spark though the winds combust
Build a bridge from your broken trust

Last Call For The Broken

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