vols 5 - 35, in order

trimmed slightly to fit in 500 song limit

hobewans archive

Mockingbird X Leave Your Past And Come Back Home

Drops Of Jupiter X Losing Time

Desperado X Born

Cut You Off X Fuzz

Careful What You Wish For X Down River

After Me X Lost

Blame Game

Vibes of a Victim

Ostentatious

I speak

Weekend Plans

We follow the character into the second stage of grief: Anger

Don't Tell Me It Gets Better

A sound you don’t just hear — you feel it breathing.
A slow electro-pop awakening, where warmth and light flow through the body like memory.
The voice is neither male nor female — it’s familiar, like truth remembered.
It begins with silence, expands into shimmer, and ends where beauty turns into air.
The first song of the Beauty Series — a journey through sound, touch, and transformation.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology.
© 2025 MIRAGE – All rights reserved.

Beauty – The Opening

(Verse 1)
There’s a hum behind the ceiling fan,
A song no one remembers how to end.
The air tastes like old porcelain,
And the walls pretend they’re friends.

(Pre-Chorus)
I stitched the curtains to the dusk,
So morning wouldn’t find me out.
Every clock here keeps its trust —
They never make a sound.

(Chorus)
I’m lost in rooms without corners,
Nowhere to run, just circles tighter.
Lights flicker slow — they never warn us,
I fade, I fade — a little quieter.
I’m lost in rooms without corners,
I fade, I fade — a little quieter.

(Verse 2)
There’s a chair that’s learned my shape,
It holds me better than my name.
The flowers dried, but stayed in bloom —
They know the art of looking sane.

(Pre-Chorus)
I write letters I’ll never send,
Seal them with the same old sigh.
Even shadows start to blend,
When you stop asking why.

(Chorus)
I’m lost in rooms without corners,
Nowhere to run, just circles tighter.
Lights flicker slow — they never warn us,
I fade, I fade — a little quieter.
I’m lost in rooms without corners,
I fade, I fade — a little quieter.

(Bridge)
If I spoke, the air might break —
So I hum through the static instead.
Even silence has its ache,
It just hums a note inside my head.

(Final Chorus)
I’m lost in rooms without corners,
Where echoes dream and time grows lighter.
Lights flicker soft, the dark adorns us,
I fade, I fade — but feel brighter.

A little quieter

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a couple songs i remixed

i do not take credit for any vocals/beats, im just mixing them together

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