The only song in 65 years of writing where I have used the word "Darling".
The song started off as a collaborative project with someone who I met via a song writing magazine. Unfortunately, he had to return to France, to look after his mother who was ill. I lost touch with him and almost rewrote the whole lyric, which is why it stands as one-of-a-kind from me. That was in May 1981.
(30th to be precise), never tried to collaborate since. 
I upload this particular track, because I trie one or two little trick with the lyric and most of them were utilised by the AI to give me what I prompted for. So of course I got to like the way it came out. Hope it hits you  in the same way, thanks in advance for listening.

Darling

Passenger Seat

Well, the shorter version, brought to the full potential

Still Here - (And That’s Enough) Extended Version

🔻 Song Insight
"Summer of ’94" captures a hazy, golden snapshot of youth—those fleeting, untamed moments before life carved its lessons into us. This track is a slow-burn acoustic memoir of bonfires, backseats, and the blurry edge of innocence. It’s about the last time you were allowed to not know who you were... and didn’t care. With vivid images of trespassed woods, first kisses, and late-night radio static, the lyrics ache with longing—not just for people or places, but for the version of yourself that still believed time stood still.

Underneath the warm tones is a deeper tension: the realization that nostalgia is both a comfort and a wound. For anyone who's ever looked back and wished they could warn their younger self—or simply stay a little longer—this song hits home.

🔻 Lyrics
[Intro]
light acoustic strumming, distant crickets, soft splash

[Verse 1]
Sun kissed my lips
Wishing for something more
Dip my head, hear a splash
Summer of ‘94

Radio’s on, jamming to our songs
DD batteries… flashlights gone
“Don’t tell Dad!”
Staying up ‘til the crack of dawn
Perfect ways before the days were gone

[Chorus]
Down old dirt roads nobody knows
“Keep Out” signs just felt like jokes
Walking through the woods ‘til there were none
Just a smoke, a laugh, and a run
Hit that water like it called your name
Cannonball joy, never the same

[Verse 2]
Who dared to jump? Of course he did
Slow motion fall with a rebel grin
Skinny dipping ‘cause we could
No one gonna stop wild hearts in the woods

No worries, no weight to carry
Just background noise and dreams we buried
Talking about a future we’d never see
Just dreaming like kids should be

[Bridge]
It was the last year ignorance could be bliss
The only confusion... who I wanted to kiss
I split the dare and kissed them both
He was sweet, she was fire—why not both?

[Chorus]
Down old dirt roads nobody knows
Skipping rocks and letting go
Back of trucks, hot vinyl seats
Ash trays, crushes, and sticky bare feet
If I knew what the future held
I’d beg myself to stay right there

[Outro]
Bonfire glow and firefly light
In fields that felt like they’d last all night
Moon shined down while that song played
No dance floor needed, just hearts that swayed
Summer of ‘94…
fade with fire crackle and soft strumming

🔻 Personal Reflection
This song wrecked me a little. Not while writing it—but afterward, when I listened and realized how much of that version of me is gone.

I don’t usually dive into nostalgia, because it hits too hard. There’s something about looking back at a time when your identity was still fluid, when a kiss didn’t need a label, and when love felt infinite because the world hadn’t taught you yet what it could take away. I didn’t understand what freedom meant then—but I felt it. And now, chasing it as an adult feels heavier... more complicated.

I wrote this to honor the firelight in those memories, not to live in the past, but to let it sing one last time before I move on. Maybe that’s what healing is—letting your ghosts harmonize with your present.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
4Me2BeFree is about turning feeling into form. Every song is a time capsule… not just for me, but for anyone who’s ever stood in two worlds at once: childhood and adulthood, grief and hope, shame and freedom. Summer of ’94 fits into a larger arc of reclaiming identity through memory, blending cinematic storytelling with acoustic simplicity. It’s raw, it’s real, and it’s meant to remind you that sometimes... the past isn’t just a memory—it’s a map.

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Summer of 94'

Lyrics 


I've walked through shadows and fallen rain
Carried my silence, carried my pain
Looking for something more than a door
A place where I don’t wander anymore

Not brick and stone, not lights that burn
But hands that hold, and hearts that learn
Where voices are soft, and time moves slow
And I can lay my fears below

 I wanna go where peace lives
Where the nights are warm and still
Where every breath feels like belonging
And the world finally stands still
I wanna go where peace lives
And love is always home 

The road is quiet, the moon is high
My past behind like a lullaby
I don’t need much, just someone to care
And arms to show me I’m safe there

I wanna go where peace lives
Where the nights are warm and still
Where every breath feels like belonging
And the world finally stands still
I wanna go where peace lives
And love is always home 

Maybe it’s not far
Maybe it’s a face
Maybe it’s the way you whisper my name
Or the way your silence stays

 I wanna go where peace lives
Where the storms don’t come inside
Where every heartbeat is a promise
And there’s nothing left to hide
I wanna go where peace lives
And love is always home 


Where Peace Lives - REMASTERED - HD

Born For The End

Fishing

“Never In The Trenches” is a track for the ones who didn’t quit—
the ones who weren’t given a mic, but showed up anyway.

Listen on Spotify, Apple Music, iTunes, and more...
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/hybridroots/never-in-the-trenches

No piano this time. Just voice, dirt, and chords.

This is the Hybrid Roots version—gritty, stripped, and standing tall.

I wrote this for myself, but if it hits you too,
then maybe you’ve been in the trenches longer than they ever knew.

Still here. Still standing.


[Verse 1]
They stood up high with polished shoes
Telling us all what we had to lose
But they never bled, never broke
Just handed down another heavy load

[Pre-Chorus]
I watched 'em nod, I watched 'em smile
Too clean to walk our mile
And I thought to myself—this ain't how it should be

[Chorus]
We went too long with too many faces
Calling shots from untouched places
Never in the trenches, never knew the strain
Forgot the sweat, or feared the stain
And I wonder, how'd they lead at all
If they never saw the fall?

[Verse 2]
Some had been here, once before
But shut the memory behind a door
Afraid to slip, afraid to bend
Pretending distance makes them men

[Pre-Chorus]
They held the mic, but not the weight
Spoke of “team,” but showed up late
And I kept my mouth shut—for a while

[Chorus]
We went too long with too many faces
Calling shots from untouched places
Never in the trenches, never knew the strain
Forgot the sweat, or feared the stain
And I wonder, how'd they lead at all
If they never saw the fall?

[Bridge]
But I’ve got a voice, and I’ve got the scars
From standing right where the real ones are
So if I speak, I’ll do it clear—
Not with names, but what we all hear

[Final Chorus]
We’re done with thrones built far from fire
With empty hands that still aspire
We need the ones who’ve walked the line
Felt the cold, and stayed the time
And I swear, when I stand tall—
I’ll have earned the right to fall.

Never In The Trenches

🔻 Song Insight

"Redemption In Shadows" is a raw meditation on betrayal, emotional decay, and the fragile line between healing and collapse. It unfolds like a whispered confession from the ruins—where memory isn’t just haunting, but poisonous. The song lives in the tension between silence and eruption. Each verse spirals inward before collapsing into stark, echo-laced refrains. This isn’t about forgiveness; it’s about naming the wound so it stops festering. For anyone who’s ever survived the gaslight, the overdose, or the slow erosion of truth, this track is your mirror.


🔻 Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You wrap me
inside out
tethered fear
battle torn
spilled and worn

[Verse 2]
Forsaken now
tokens of blood I shed
leaving whispers
trails in your dredge

[Chorus]
Earth pulled beneath my feet
What began in love ends in grief
I lay here bare
A history I keep

[Verse 3]
Dark night clouds
A world left undone
Thunder rolls
Forever alone

[Bridge]
Eyes alight
Forsaken and drowned
Clipped closed, broken
A voice never spoken

[Verse 4]
Redemption in shadows
Past a place not embraced
No trace of love or guilt
With nothing felt

[Chorus 2]
Slow motion life
Tracking your lies
A history never owned
Your truth: a darkness
It's death you postpone

[Outro]
No grave could hold your shame

🔻 Personal Reflection

There was a time when I thought love could survive anything. That if I just stayed long enough, quieted myself enough, maybe they'd come back to the version of them I first met. But instead, I watched myself unravel. "Redemption In Shadows" came from a place of clarity that only arrives after the collapse—when you finally see how much of yourself you gave up trying to keep the peace.

Writing this wasn’t catharsis. It was documentation. A forensic memory of the lies I swallowed and the parts of me that died in silence. The dredge is real—the emotional sludge left behind when someone poisons your sense of self. And still, I kept chasing closure from someone who had already left emotionally years before they physically disappeared.

This track is me refusing to let that kind of erasure happen again. It doesn’t forgive, but it reclaims.

🔻 4Me2BeFree

At 4Me2BeFree, we don’t write songs to fix things. We write them to witness them. "Redemption In Shadows" is a sonic autopsy of emotional abandonment. It’s jagged, unstable, and intentionally unpolished—because that’s how grief feels. Our work exists in that cinematic tension where the story doesn’t wrap up cleanly, but still leaves a mark. This track is part of our ongoing mission: to turn lived experience into layered soundscapes that reflect real pain, survival, and eventual reclamation.

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Redemption In Shadows

Reach Out

DEEP INTO THE WILD (feat. Volunteer)

"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

I make music because I’ve been there. The pain, the anger, the hope—it's all in these songs. If something here hits home for you, let it. If you feel something, let me know. That’s the connection that keeps this alive.

Redemption In Shadows

4Me2BeFree

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