This is where I stepped back and watched something else rise.
I’m more of a curator here – a lens, collecting fragments from a future that needs artists only to choose.
A melancholic future, longing for meaning.
The emotions are mine – but the voice, the polish, the perfection? Not really.

Static Calls

Hurt By My Healing (Acoustic) strips the song back to its emotional core — just vocal, piano, guitar and percussion, raw and unfiltered. In this intimate reimagining, Jack Watkins delivers a quieter but no less powerful performance, inviting listeners into the heart of the song’s message: that healing can come with heartbreak. With subtle phrasing and space to breathe, every lyric lands with clarity and grace. This version doesn’t try to embellish the pain — it sits gently inside it. Honest, stripped, and tender, Hurt By My Healing (Acoustic) is a delicate meditation on the cost of choosing peace.

CREDITS

Written, produced, performed, mixed and mastered by Jack Watkins
Guitar by Will Rogers
Percussion by Elliot Chapman

Copyright © 2025 · Stargazer Music

LYRICS

I never meant to close the door
I just needed space to breathe
You were looking for forever
But I was barely finding me
I didn't run, didn't hide
I just stepped out of the noise
Silence turned to sorrow
And you say I started war

I’m sorry that you’re hurt
Hurt by my healing
I’m sorry my peace feels like pain
I’m sorry that you’re hurt
Didn’t mean to leave you reeling
Just tryna find my way again
Didn’t change to be unkind
Tryin’ to find what’s mine
I needed space to make a start
I’m sorry that you’re hurt
Hurt by my healing
I’m sorry my peace feels like pain

You say the trust is broken
It’s all been rearranged
But I can't keep pretending
That growth and love can't live with change
I still care, that hasn't gone
I had to let some things fall through
So I could stand back up
Without the weight of me and you

I’m sorry that you’re hurt
Hurt by my healing
I’m sorry my peace feels like pain
I’m sorry that you’re hurt
Didn’t mean to leave you reeling
Just tryna find my way again
Didn’t change to be unkind
Tryin’ to find what’s mine
I needed space to make a start
I’m sorry that you’re hurt
Hurt by my healing
I’m sorry my peace feels like pain

Maybe someday you'll understand
You’ll hold your own hand
Maybe then you’ll forgive me
And let me go with love

I didn’t change to be unkind
Tryin’ to find what’s mine
I needed space to make a start
I’m sorry that you’re hurt
Hurt by my healing
I’m sorry my peace feels like pain

Hurt By My Healing (Acoustic)

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Why is it so hard sober?

LYRICS:
How am I supposed to keep my focus
When this world is so bogus
And everyone is so loathsome
And my generation is so hopeless
Everything's always the same
But in the same way, it's always changing
My mind is decaying
It seems to have no patience
So why is life so hard sober?
Why is it so boring sober?
I would like to be sober
But it's hard
It's hard
It's hard
It's hard
It's hard

Life is so
Life is so
Life is so hard
Life is so
Life is so
Life is so hard
Life is so
Life is so
Life is so hard

How am I supposed to keep on going
When I don't even know where I'm going
And all my family is so controlling
And my bank account is so corroding
All the rich folks get richer
And all the poor folks get poor
And my friends say
"Ain’t life such a beautiful picture?"
But I don't see what for
So why is life so hard sober?
Why is it so boring sober?
I would like to be sober
But it's hard
It's hard
It's hard
It's hard
It's hard

Life is so
Life is so
Life is so hard
Life is so
Life is so
Life is so hard
Life is so
Life is so
Life is so hard

The lights in the sky are bright and low
But the light in my eyes is dying slow
There's an ocean of feelings I'm trying to show
But I can see the wave rising higher
I'm trying to fight it
But it's only getting me more tired
And I'm feeling like the night is growing
And I'm trying to find the fire
But I'm fading fast, the world turns black

How am I supposed to keep on hoping
When I can't even see what I'm hoping for?
And I'm always thinking I'm so open-minded
But maybe my mind's just open
Everyone says they're so sad
And everyone's getting on some new prescription
They all say it's so different
But it sounds the same
Sounds the same same.

Life Is Hard Sober

RnB Chicago - Vesper

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It really is the people who claim they love you
That flinch when you grow.
The ones who were supposed to hold your hand
Only grabbed your throat.
So yeah, I disappeared.
But not in the way you hoped.
I disappeared from your reach,
From the version you wrote.

You were supposed to be my home,
Not the house I had to flee.
You said, “I don’t get it.”
You didn’t have to.
You just had to shut up and love me.

You said you’d protect me.
You said you’d always be proud.
But you stood there quiet
When I needed loud.

Now you sleep just fine
While I scrub your name from mine.
You were supposed to show up
You didn’t even try.

It’s always the ones who say “I’ve got you”
That leave when you’re mid-fall.
The ones who say, “I see you,”
Then act like they saw nothing at all.

So yeah, I disappeared.
Not to hurt you, just to breathe.
I became someone stronger
Because you only loved half of me.

You say I’m delusional
Like peace is some kind of lie.
Like healing only counts
If it fits your eye.

You roll your eyes behind closed doors,
Still acting like it’s new.
But I’ve lived this life for years
While you saw what you wanted to.

"You're not jumping off a bridge"
Like that’s the best I had to show.
Like I should be grateful
You noticed I didn’t let go.

It’s always the ones who promise forever
That pack the quietest knives.
The ones who know your history
But try to rewrite your life.

So I walked out of your silence
And back into me.
I became someone stronger
Because you only loved half of me.

I begged in small ways.
Tried not to make it a scene.
I bent my voice until it cracked
Just to keep your hands clean.

You say you “don’t believe in this”
Like that’s supposed to make it disappear.
But this isn’t faith.
It’s fact.
And I’m still here.

I built a life you’ll never see.
Not because I’m hiding
But because I finally learned
Who’s worth inviting.

It’s always the ones who say “I love you”
That act like love’s a prize.
The ones who said they'd stand beside you
Then couldn’t look you in the eyes.

It’s not an idea.
It’s who I am.
And I’m done explaining that
To anyone who can,
But say they can't.

You were supposed to love me.
And you didn’t.
So I did.

Disappeared

"Second-Hand Heart" 
A smoky soul ballad stitched from sorrow and sass.
This is a song for anyone who’s ever loved someone haunted —
someone who handed you a heart already cracked,
already claimed.

Woven with vintage metaphors, velvet regret, and bluesy grit,
“Second-Hand Heart” tells the story of a woman
who mistook used love for something new —
and finally walks away, whole.

🖤 Genre: Neo-Soul / Vintage Pop

Second-Hand Heart

[Verse 1]
I found your love in a charity bin,
Smelled like regret and original sin.
Tagged “gently used” with a lipstick trace,
Still had her perfume in the pillowcase.

[Pre-Chorus]
But I stitched it up, wore it proud,
Danced with the ghost in your hand-me-downs.
I’m not mad, just mortified —
That I mistook dust for diamond light.

[Chorus]
You gave me your second-hand heart,
With the seams all split and the shame still sharp.
Said it beats just fine, “just give it time” —
But babe, it ticks like a borrowed crime.
Oh, your second-hand heart, it don’t fit mine.

[Verse 2]
You called me “new,” but I smelled the past,
Like cheap cologne that don’t ever last.
And every kiss had a little delay,
Like I was just rentin’ your yesterdays.

[Pre-Chorus]
I ironed the creases, I swallowed pride,
Sewed up the holes where your love had died.
I ain’t your fixer, ain’t your thrift-store saint,
Ain’t patchin’ pieces you won’t repaint.

[Chorus]
You gave me your second-hand heart,
With the guilt still fresh and the tear-stained art.
Tried to wear it well, but it tore through mine —
And babe, I bleed in vintage lines.
Yeah, your second-hand heart, it won’t beat time.

[Bridge]
Don’t need a refund, don’t want no store credit —
Just take it back, love, I’m done tryin’ to mend it.
‘Cause I’m worth more than a love on delay,
I’m first edition, not a giveaway.

[Final Chorus]
So keep your second-hand heart,
With the memories burnt and the shameful spark.
I’ll walk out whole, though I paid the price —
Next time, love brand-new, not recycled lies.

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