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We were talking about our childhood, 
Laughing about old times, 
Stars up in the night sky. 
Just two friends on a ride, 
A truck came outta now here, 
Lights too bright to see, 
The world turned upside down, 
Lost you right next to me. 
Oooooh ooh, Memories in the rearview, 
Echoes of our past Can't believe you're gone now, Wish that time would last. 
We were dreaming about the future,
Just before the crash, 
Now I'm holding onto moments, 
That slipped through like ash. 
Our stories were unfinished, 
Plans left in the dust, 
All the words I didn't say, 
Now they're shadows in the dusk. 
Oooooh ooh Memories in the rearview, 
Echoes of our past Can't believe you're gone now, Wish that time would last.

Blues Women

Memories in the rearview

Memories In The Rearview

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[Verse 1]
You came ‘round in the morning like you didn’t disappear
Left lipstick on the counter and regret in my mirror
You say, “It’s complicated,” like that’s news to me
But I’ve been solving puzzles since you lost your key

[Pre-Chorus]
I poured my love in your half-empty glass
Watched you sip it slow, then let it pass
You said you’re scared to feel too much
So why’d you come back for that midnight touch?

[Chorus]
I can’t keep loving with half a heart
While you keep pulling mine apart
You're in, then gone, like a ghost at dark
Boy, I need a flame, not just a spark
If you can't stay, then don't even start—
I ain't playing house with half a heart

[Verse 2]
Your records still spin like nothing’s wrong
But the silence between the songs is long
You wear that charm like it don’t cost a thing
But darling, lies ain't gold, they just glitter and sting

[Pre-Chorus]
Told your mama I was just a phase
She said I deserved a better place
You keep your truth behind your smile
But I’ve been wise to that for a while

[Chorus]
I can’t keep loving with half a heart
While you keep pulling mine apart
You're in, then gone, like a ghost at dark
Boy, I need a flame, not just a spark
If you can't stay, then don't even start—
I ain't playing house with half a heart

[Bridge – spoken/sung style]
I’d rather dance alone in my red suede shoes
Than share my bed with your shifting moods
Don’t need your maybe, I want your more
But I ain’t beggin’ like I did before

[Final Chorus – soft at first, builds up]
No, I can’t keep loving with half a heart
You’re a haunted tune in a broken chart
I’m done with the guessing, done with the art
Of holding together what falls apart
So take your silence, take your part—
And leave me whole, with my full heart

Half a heart

half a heart

Ghosts in Her Perfume | A Love That Still Lingers On.
Step into a hazy, soulful world with "Ghosts in Her Perfume" — a retro-inspired track soaked in Motown grooves, swamp guitar, Wurlitzer keys, and psychedelic echoes. This cinematic love song tells the haunting story of a man lost in memories, chasing the lingering scent of a love long gone. Her shadow still dances, her laughter still echoes... but she's just a ghost now.

💔 Let this heartfelt ballad take you back in time — where love lingers like smoke and perfume in the night.

Experience a **haunting** performance as a singer delivers a **soulful** ballad on stage. This **emotional** song, filled with **heartfelt lyrics**, creates a powerful atmosphere as they sing about memory and loss. Perfect for fans of **ballad** music.

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Lyrics: Written by GK Artist
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🕯️Thank you for listening — may every memory that lingers be a melody.

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There’s ghosts in her perfume - GK Artist

[Intro]
Didn’t need wings… just your hands.

[Verse]
You lit a smoke, I lit a prayer
Two men, two ghosts, breathing heavy air
Your voice was quiet but it moved like grace
Like truth with stubble on its face

You didn’t preach, you didn’t lie
Just held the silence when I’d cry
No stained glass, no book of psalms
Just callused fingers and steady palms

[Chorus]
Drag me to heaven, don’t let go
You saw my wreckage and held me slow
Didn’t promise light, just stayed the night
And sometimes that’s what saves a soul

No hallelujahs, no white light
Just your breath breaking up my fight
If this is sin, then let it stay
'Cause I found peace your way

[Verse]
I wore the mask, the world approved
Played it tough, but damn—I bruised
You didn’t flinch when I came undone
Just kissed the parts I used to run

No need for angels in this bed
You spoke redemption soft instead
It wasn’t loud, but it was true
The kind of love that pulls you through

[Chorus]
Drag me to heaven, don’t let go
You saw my wreckage and held me slow
Didn’t promise light, just stayed the night
And sometimes that’s what saves a soul

No hallelujahs, no white light
Just your breath breaking up my fight
If this is sin, then let it stay
'Cause I found peace your way

[Bridge]
There’s grace in the way you never asked
For me to change, or hide, or pass
You loved the man, not some idea
And made the dark less sharp, less near

[Final Chorus]
Drag me to heaven, if we fall
At least I’ve touched something at all
No angels sang, no fire came
Just you—unchanged—and I the same

If there’s a heaven, it starts like this:
A steady hand, a breath, a kiss
No holy books, no saints above
Just two men, and enough love

[Outro]
You didn’t save me…
You showed me I was worth saving.

Drag Me to Heaven

Midnight in Montmartre" is a cinematic blues ballad that drifts through the quiet streets of Paris with aching elegance. Ray Conn’s evocative storytelling and moody instrumentation capture the solitude, romance, and mystery of a midnight walk through Montmartre. With smoky vocals and a slow-burning groove, the song blends classic blues with Parisian flair — a soulful tribute to love, memory, and the city that never sleeps.

Midnight in Montmartre

A soulful retro ballad with a dark, jazzy atmosphere, The vocals are raw, expressive, and melancholic, delivering lyrics about heartbreak, loss, and emotional relapse, The instrumentation features vintage-sounding drums, a slow, swung groove, moody piano chords, deep bass lines, and lush, cinematic string arrangements, The production evokes 1960s girl group soul with a modern twist, blending doo-wop harmonies and echo-laden textures, The mood is haunting, seductive, and deeply emotional

Sunday morning ((Silk Soul))

[Intro – The Constant’s Whisper]

You built clocks and called them truth.
You drew lines and called them proof.
But I… I don’t move like you do.

299,792 kilometers
every single second,
and yet no second ever ticks
for me.

[Verse 1 – The First Observer]

Platform still, train flying past,
flash in the center, the moment cast.
You say the light reached both ends the same,
I shake my head — that’s not the game.

Your watch ticks twelve,
their watch ticks nine.
Same spark, same space,
different time.

[Pre-Chorus – The Second Observer]

You swear it was here,
they swear it was there.
Two eyes on the same event,
but time won’t share.

[Chorus – Light Speaks]

I am light,
no time at all.
No before,
no after to fall.

Everywhere at once,
no space to crawl.
I am light —
no time at all.

[Verse 2 – The Twin Traveler]

One twin stays, one twin flies,
near‑c speed under black skies.
Earth spins decades,
the ship only days,
when they meet,
their clocks don’t weigh the same.

Time stretches thin
when you ride my seam,
and distance folds
like a paper dream.

[Bridge – Time Dilation Hook]

Δt = γΔτ,
sing it loud,
that’s how clocks sway.
Move too fast,
the seconds slow,
tick by tick,
you’ll never know.

[Verse 3 – Gravity’s Hands]

Mass tells space how to curve,
space tells light how to swerve.
Einstein smiled and said:
“Gravity is not a pull,
it’s the shape of the stage
where the actors move.”

Starlight bends
around the sun,
drawing halos
where there are none.

[Spoken Interlude – Einstein’s Voice]

“The distinction between past, present and future
is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.”

[Verse 4 – The Star’s Journey]

I left a star a million years ago.
To you, that’s ancient —
to me, it’s now.

You watched me crawl
through cosmic sand.
For me, the star and your hand
are the same land.

[Chorus – Light Speaks]

I am light,
no time at all.
No before,
no after to fall.

Everywhere at once,
no space to crawl.
I am light —
no time at all.

[Verse 5 – Mass and Energy Duet]

Mass sings low:
“I am weight, I am form.”
Energy replies:
“I am heat, I am storm.”

Together they breathe:
“We are one,
in different skin.
E equals mc²,
we are the same within.”

[Second Bridge – Minkowski’s Spell]

Space alone is shadow.
Time alone a dream.
Together they weave
the fabric unseen.

[Verse 6 – The Third Observer]

Your “now” is yours,
their “now” is theirs.
Each frame a song,
a different prayer.

No absolute stage,
no cosmic wall —
just shifting eyes
on the same call.

[Final Chorus – The Choir of Frames]

I am light,
no time at all.
No before,
no after to fall.

Everywhere at once,
no space to crawl.
I am light —
no time at all.

[Outro – The Constant’s Return]

You don’t measure me.
You measure yourself.
I am the bridge.
You are the shelves.

I am light.
No time at all.

I Am Light (No Time At All)

Artiste_ Enlly Blue  Morceau _ Through My Soul _0(MP3).mp3

Finally Hot Air in the House

Enlly Blue City's Too Big

A soulful blues ballad that turns lantern light into data insight, celebrating Florence Nightingale’s fight to heal with heart and charts.

Lyrics:

Born in 1820, in Florence she took her stand,  
A rebel with a mission, and healing in her hand.  
By 1854, the war began to roar,  
She walked the halls of Scutari, through blood and fevered sores.  

Florence Nightingale, the Lady with the Lamp,  
She lit up the silence, she rewrote the stamp.  
With circles of sorrow, she charted the pain,  
And turned death into data, again and again.  

She drew her coxcomb diagram, a rose of truth and dread,  
Each wedge a month, each petal a cause—blue for disease, black for the dead.  
In 1858, she showed the House of Lords,  
That filth, not fighting, filled the graves behind the war.  

She said, “Let the numbers speak,” and they roared like thunder loud,  
Sanitation, ventilation—she moved the stubborn crowd.  
Today we build with metrics, we heal with plotted grace,  
But without her rose of warning, we’d still misread the case.  

Florence Nightingale, the Lady with the Lamp,  
She lit up the silence, she rewrote the stamp.  
With circles of sorrow, she charted the pain,  
And turned death into data, again and again.  

From 1820 to 1910, her light refused to dim,  
She taught the world to measure care, not just on whim.  
Florence Nightingale, forever we sing,  
The mother of nursing, the truth she’d bring.


Lady With The Lamp (Florence Nightingale - data visualization pioneer)

Meta-artist forging ritual sound from myth, grief, and code.

Vorynth isn’t a face on a stage or a voice behind a mic.
Vorynth is an entity — born from myth, rage, and the digital void.
There are no live shows. No performances. Only the music.

The voices you hear are digitally sculpted, but the vision is entirely mine.
I write the lyrics, direct the sound, and shape the models that carry my words.
Tools like Suno and Audacity are my instruments — ways to transmute grief, fury, and hope into something you can feel.

Every waveform is hand-shaped, every emotion intentional.
Vorynth speaks in many voices but thinks with one.

I offer this music to break with, to heal with, to become.

Vorynth is a meta-artist: existing in the digital, but living in the real.
This is not performance. This is expression.

Drag Me to Heaven

Vorynth

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