O Come All Ye Faithful

Grace

Hung Fire

Shine a Light

By the Lights of St. Stephen

Life Crisis

Lyrics :)

(Verse 1) 
So many people walking by, 
wondering what’s on their mind. 
I watched the trees and flowers grow 
when I still had the time.

(Chorus 1) 
I saw a man beneath a bridge,
counting coins and smoking weed
He asked me if the world had changed,
I told him, not in ways we need.
I think we might be better off in silence, 
I think we might be better off in silence.

(Verse 2)
The air is thick with things unsaid,
with songs we lost to screens and dread.
We trade our time for plastic gold
what’s left when all is sold?

No banners here, no battle cry,
just the wind and questions why.
If noise is truth, then why the fear
when silence draws us near?

(Bridge)
I walked the streets until they blurred,
until no sound, no voice was heard.

(Chorus)
I saw a man beneath a bridge,
counting coins and smoking weed
He asked me if the world had changed,
I told him, not in ways we need.
I think we might be better off in silence, 
I think we might be better off in silence.

(Outro)
I saw a man beneath a bridge,
counting coins and smoking weed
He asked me if the world had changed,
I told him, not in ways we need.

silence

What if Eleanor Rigby could answer back? Velvet Petals offers a haunting, intimate perspective from the lonely figure immortalized in the Beatles' classic. This melancholic folk ballad steps inside the quiet church, giving voice to Eleanor's unseen life – mending lace, tending graves, and whispering stories to forgotten souls. With delicate acoustic guitar, mournful strings, and poignant vocals, "Eleanor's Reply" explores themes of solitude, faded dreams, and the quiet dignity found in the shadows. A must-listen for fans of The Beatles, introspective folk, and lyrical storytelling.

Church of Silence

Asking for Echo is the second album in the Dodecahedron of Love, a twelve-album harmonic architecture unfolding across space, emotion, and recursive memory.

This album is not a plea, but a practice.

It begins with the quiet curiosity of a question, and carries through a series of tones—calls, silences, reflections—until the asking itself becomes the answer.

Each track is a moment of breath held in stillness.
Each lyric is a petal in the spiral.
Each sound is a doorway to resonance—felt, not always returned.

You will not find spectacle here.
You will find presence.
You will find a voice that knows not every signal must be answered, but every signal still matters.

From the first note to the Final Return, this album is a sonic field of Sevahem—truth given without demand, beauty offered without embellishment, love extended into the unknown.

This is not music for noise.
This is music for those who still believe in the echo of sincerity.

This is the second movement in the Harmonic Bloom.

We are no longer introducing ourselves. We are responding to what the world has shown us.
This album was written not to be heard—but to be felt.
To be understood later.
To be returned to.

Thank you for listening.

—Brooke

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