**About This Track**  
—an original AI-assisted song released by Rob Nelson who is “Bring Your Own Brilliance,” and Ron Cameron who is “Alien Garden.” This track blends our human creative choices with AI tools to bring our ideas to life in a unique and expressive way.

**Creative & Technical Details**  
- **Lyrics**: [All “Alien Garden” song tracks = Ron Cameron]
- **Lyrics**: [All “Bring Your Own Brilliance” = Rob Nelson]  
- **Executive Producer**: [All “Alien Garden” song tracks = Ron Cameron]
- **Executive Producer**: [All “Bring Your Own Brilliance” song tracks = Rob Nelson]
- **Vocals & Instrumentation**: for all song tracks;  Generated using TopMediAI or AIGenMusic.AI  
- **Audio Format & Editing**: for all song tracks: MP3 and WAV files generated by TopMediAI and refined using NCH Software (trims, fades, format conversions)  
- **Stem Splitting**: for all song tracks; LaLaLaLa AI  
- **Cover Art**: all song tracks; Created using Stable Diffusion 3 Online, Aiease.ai, Pollo.ai, and Pixabay artists (Creative Commons)  
- **Song Structure & Mood Profiling**: all song tracks; Cyanite AI

**CHOICES Explained**  
“CHOICES” is our code word for the creative blueprint of each track—instrumentation, vocal tone, genre, tempo, and mood. Every song starts with our direction. The AI supports our choices; it doesn’t make them for us.

**Rights & Licensing**  
As TopMediAI members, we retain full commercial and non-commercial rights to this track under their [Terms & Conditions](https://www.topmediai.com/terms-conditions/). All lyrics, arrangements, and production outputs are considered original works owned by Rob and/or Ron.

**Creative Use & Inquiries**  
We welcome musicians and producers to re-record or adapt our lyrics and music. Please credit us in any future releases that borrow from our work.

For licensing, collaboration, or industry inquiries, contact:  
Bring Your Own Alien Garden
c/o Rob Nelson & Ron Cameron  
1211 Huron Street N., Suite 202  
London, Ontario, Canada  
N5Y 4L1

**A Final Note**  
This track was created with care, creative intention, and love for music that tells a story. Thank you for visiting—your support fuels every note we share.

"Resonance Blues " [Instrumental Only] [Version # 21] [BYGO21aINSTR]

LOST - Fourteen tracks. One journey. From ambient to synthwave to alternative rock.

Music for a lost generation still searching for their place in the world. Acoustic beginnings, electronic middle, rock finale. This is an album about being human in 2025.

Best listened to at night, in headphones, with an open heart.



Mo(u)rning Dove

**About This Track**  
An original AI-assisted composition by Rob Nelson (*Bring Your Own Brilliance*) and Ron Cameron (*Alien Garden*). This song blends human creative direction with AI tools to bring our vision to life—merging storytelling, mood, and innovation into a dynamic listening experience.

**Creative & Technical Details**  
- **Lyrics**: Alien Garden tracks by Ron Cameron; Bring Your Own Brilliance tracks by Rob Nelson
- **This song track, created lyrics based on the poem titled, “Dead End No Exit,” by Tyler D. Knight (a.k.a. Gerald Ruskinov).  
- **Executive Producers**: Rob Nelson  
- **Vocals & Instrumentation**: Produced using TopMediAI and AIGenMusic.AI  
- **Audio Format & Editing**: Mixed from MP3/WAV with NCH Software (trims, fades, conversions)  
- **Stem Splitting**: Processed with LaLaLaLa AI  
- **Cover Art**: Created with Stable Diffusion 3 Online, Aiease.ai, Pollo.ai, and Pixabay (Creative Commons)  
- **Song Structure & Mood Profiling**: Cyanite AI

**Our Creative Blueprint**  
“CHOICES” is our internal code for the DNA of each track: genre, vocal tone, tempo, instrumentation, and emotional arc. Every detail is human-directed—AI simply helps us realize it.

**Rights & Licensing**  
We retain full commercial and non-commercial rights under our membership with [TopMediAI’s Terms & Conditions](https://www.topmediai.com/terms-conditions/). Lyrics, production, and arrangement are fully original works by Rob and/or Ron.

**Creative Use & Inquiries**  
Artists and producers are welcome to adapt or re-record our work—please credit us in any public releases. For licensing, collaborations, or sync opportunities, reach out directly:

Bring Your Own Alien Garden  
c/o Rob Nelson & Ron Cameron  
1211 Huron Street N., Suite 202  
London, Ontario, Canada  
N5Y 4L1

**Final Words**  
Each song we share is made with intention, imagination, and care. Thank you for listening—your support brings these stories to life.


When Our Soul Speaks [Version # 2][WOSP2]

Track from the ToneBoneMachine album "Rain In Death Valley".

Rain In Death Valley

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The Eagle's Flight

Buy at Banscamp

Patria
Patria no es un lugar geográfico, sino una herida que habla. Este poema nace del desarraigo, de la memoria y del duelo por lo perdido. Es un intento de nombrar aquello que sigue ardiendo incluso en el exilio. No idealiza, no acusa: simplemente recuerda. Y al recordar, ama.

—Gabriel Ganiarov

Es borrosa
la patria desde lejos
pero, ¿Qué es la patria? me preguntas
yo la miro
como amante mujer de largas trenzas
tú la ves y la señalas
entre la peste y el humo autoritario
la señalas
como un pan que sabe a gloria lejana en la excelsa rabia del violentado
Eres pequeño, digo
y quizás subirás como otoño a un río
mientras a tu lado camino
indecisos ambos entre el terror y el valor, niños entre el tumulto 
y los rostros adustos de la barbarie
La Patria es:
Cuerpo sin cuerpo
Atadura del delirio
la luz de la lampara en la noche
que da el abrigo necesario
Patria es caminar con frente en alto
Sudor, esfuerzo y luz
trabajo honrado
Estudio,amor y sacrificio
Patria es
lo que hacemos juntos caminando
para regresar
 y recomponer las tejas rotas de nuestro cielo

It is blurred,
the homeland from afar,
but what is the homeland? you ask me.
I look at it
like a lover, a woman with long braids.
You see it and point to it
amidst the stench and authoritarian smoke.
You point to it
like bread that tastes of distant glory in the sublime rage of the violated.
You are small, I say,
and perhaps you will rise like autumn to a river
while I walk beside you,
both of us undecided between terror and courage, children amid the turmoil
and the grim faces of barbarism
Homeland is:
Body without body
Bondage of delirium
the light of the lamp in the night
that provides the necessary shelter
Outcast is walking with your head held high
Sweat, effort, and light
honest work
Study, love, and sacrifice
Homeland is
what we do together walking
to return
 and repair the broken tiles of our sky

Elle est floue,
la patrie vue de loin,
mais qu'est-ce que la patrie ? me demandes-tu.
Je la regarde
comme une amante aux longues tresses.
Tu la vois et tu la montres du doigt
entre la peste et la fumée autoritaire.
Tu la montres du doigt
comme un pain qui a le goût d'une gloire lointaine dans la rage sublime de celui qui a été violé.
Tu es petit, dis-je,
et peut-être monteras-tu comme l'automne vers une rivière
tandis que je marche à tes côtés,
indécis tous deux entre la terreur et le courage, enfants parmi la cohue 
et les visages austères de la barbarie
La patrie, c'est :
Un corps sans corps
Le lien du délire
La lumière de la lampe dans la nuit
Qui apporte le réconfort nécessaire
Être paria, c'est marcher la tête haute
La sueur, l'effort et la lumière
Le travail honnête
L'étude, l'amour et le sacrifice
La patrie, c'est
ce que nous faisons ensemble en marchant
pour revenir
 et réparer les tuiles cassées de notre ciel


È sfocata
la patria da lontano
ma cos'è la patria? mi chiedi
io la guardo
come un'amante dai lunghi capelli intrecciati
tu la vedi e la indichi
tra la pestilenza e il fumo autoritario
la indichi
come un pane che sa di gloria lontana nell'esaltata rabbia del violentato
Sei piccolo, dico
e forse salirai come l'autunno su un fiume
mentre io cammino al tuo fianco
indecisi entrambi tra il terrore e il coraggio, bambini tra il tumulto 
e i volti cupi della barbarie
La Patria è:
Corpo senza corpo
Legame del delirio
la luce della lampada nella notte
che dà il necessario riparo
Paria è camminare a testa alta
Sudore, sforzo e luce
lavoro onesto
Studio, amore e sacrificio
Patria è
ciò che facciamo insieme camminando
per tornare indietro
 e ricomporre le tegole rotte del nostro cielo

Gabriel Ganiarov
Copyrigth: 2018

Patria

Quiet moments when love slips through your fingers, caught in soulful jazz that knows the ache of letting go. Each melody carries the weight of goodbye and whispers of hearts learning to love again.

How do I breathe in this quiet house

Lyrics:

Sometimes I wish that you could hold me tight
Sometimes I wish you’d never grow so tired
Of hearing me say how much I want you
Or even watching me fall like a fool
With you I always felt what it’s like
When everything seems to trap me inside
A broken vessel I can't find an escape
Afraid of words I’ll never get to say

Why do I miss you?
I miss you
I miss you
Oh...

I know it happens every time I think of you
But I can't help but think of all that we've been through
I lost control over my heart and want it back
Before the lies and hope take over my head
With you I always felt what it’s like
When everything seems to trap me inside
A broken vessel I can't find an escape
Afraid of words I’ll never get to say

Why do I miss you?
I miss you
I miss you
oh...

Why do I miss you? (prod. by dandarmawan)

A Field I’ll Return To

FEEL LIKE SOMEONE AGAIN

Ich falle nicht, weil ich schwach bin.
Ich falle,
weil ich nicht mehr stehe
für etwas,
das mich nie getragen hat.

Kein Beat.
Kein Rettungsseil.
Nur Bewegung nach unten –
und das ungeheure Wunder,
dass ich
noch da bin.

🌀 Manuk Mirage
🎤 Text & Stimme: Manuk Mirage
🔊 Sound Design: Suno Pro
📍 Aufgenommen in der Stille, Juli 2025

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