How It Was It Will Never Be Again

The Diary of Living

Good Kid Bad Decisions

Another Year Will Pass

Trigger

Courage is Reborn in Hearts Forlorn

Eternally Blessed

From Bleachers to Breezy is a soundtrack to growing up and getting gone. Written in the space between small-town Friday nights and city fire escapes, Anni IllaNoise blends alt-pop, Americana, and raw teenage poetry into stories about love, loss, and leaving things behind.

Mixed Signals


This song is about deep ancestral memory.  The hum of humanity before history was written. 

It channels the lost world of Doggerland and the Happisburgh footprints, imagining our Mesolithic ancestors as ghostly teachers who left no tombs, no kings, no creeds. Just tools, fire, rhythm, and a way of moving through the world.

It’s about the continuity between them and you: how their songs are still inside, deep within your marrow. 
How their dances are in your instincts, how the landscape itself remembers them. 

At its core, this is a love letter to the unnamed, unremembered people who taught humanity how to be.

[Lyrics]

[Intro]
The sea took the map.
But the rhythm stayed.
The cliffs forgot their edges,
But we still walk sideways.

[Verse 1]
Hollow bone, red flint grin,
We drew suns on mammoth skin.
Laughed in fog, named no stars,
But knew which beasts carried gods in their scars.

Footprints fade, but not the dance.
We moved like reeds in death’s romance.
Teeth in the trees. Fire in the floods.
Crabs read our future in salted bloods.

[Chorus]
We don’t write songs, we leak them.
In marrow. In mist. In eel-light rhythm.
The sea sings backwards in Dogger tongue,
And you, little spark, still hum what we’ve sung.
(We were here. We are here. Shhh.)

[Verse 2]
Weapons made of antler bloom,
Tools that dreamt before the loom.
Lion sleep in fox-hole grin,
Happisburgh held the ache within.

You think you're new?
You think you built?
We taught the stone to split the silt.
A blade is a memory.
So is a cliff.
We die sideways, and still we shift.

[Bridge]

This land is a lung.
It breathes in gulls and spits out gods.
Step soft the ghosts are barefoot.

[Final Chorus]

We left no crown.
We left no creed.
We gave you the rhythm,
You called it need.

No tombs.
No names.
Just tools.
Just flames.

And a lighthouse built on our hum.

[Outro ]
The cliff falls.
The hum stays.
So will you.

copyright ©️ Dendritedisco [Laura Keablr] [2025] all rights reserved.

We Drew Suns.

“Fiona” is a stark and haunting acoustic ballad from The Wool-Lites, based on a true story. Told through the voice of a sheep left in silence after the world moved on.
It’s an aching portrayal of loneliness, time, and self-awareness — the sound of someone calling out just to prove they still exist.
Sparse guitars, whispered harmonies, and a raw, trembling vocal delivery make it one of the band’s most emotional pieces.
There’s no polish here, just pain — laid bare, echoing across an empty pasture. #Fiona
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Fiona

What is a Rose

life, travel, the state of mind that takes us through it all

traveler

mountains are high
valleys are deep
up down i roll
before i sleep

old dirt road
lead me somewhere
lead me anywhere
have no time to spare

top of the mountain
is nowhere to go
going down slow
to the valley below

down in the valley
look up and see
a winding dirt road
far among hills

old dirt road
lead me somewhere
lead me anywhere
have no time to spare

i am a traveler
all day all night
dirt road the cross
in my dancing light



Jackson Lucas ©2025
jjacksonlucas@yahoo.com

Traveler

When Today Becomes Tomorrow (Pacific Crest Trail Song)

Lyrics by Phil Preston, performed by Night On The Moon (AI).

If You See Me (LP Mix)

Making Music to Enjoy – and Inspire

Music affects us in countless ways — mentally, emotionally, and physically. It can influence mood, spark memories, reduce stress, and even ease pain.

Thank you for taking the time to listen, comment, like, or follow. Your support and feedback mean the world!

We understand that not every genre suits everyone, but we hope our music brings a little joy and inspiration to your day.

What is a Rose

Fusion Autumn Collective Tryst aka FACT