INDIA!!!! when I hear this song, I hear the Description of my future husband.. i know get this alot, I'd love for you to be my mentor!! every song you've ever recorded has been a testimony to my life and journey!! blessings to you!! I cannot stop listening to this song and all your albums!

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Keeps On Fallin'

Keeps On Fallin' (feat. Ella Mai)

The New Single From Peter Jackson - Hold Up Feat YG & Mazze 


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Since I Was 16

Hold Up

Peter Jackson - Hold Up Feat YG & Mazze


Verse 1
There’s a hum behind my breathing,
Like the world forgot to stop.
I’m a shadow in the hallway—
Just a flicker. Just a thought.

(Verse 2)
Someone’s crying in the mirror—
Might be me, but I can’t tell.
The echoes stay. The sights won’t leave.
It’s a slow and sinking hell.

(Chorus)
This is not happening to me.
It's not how I deserved to be.
I can’t unhear, unfeel, unsee—

I rise again from deep below.
Not brand new, not worn and old,
I know what burns, what heals, what holds.

(Verse 3)
All the clocks have quit their ticking.
Even time won’t stick around.
I keep walking through the silence,
Just to feel my feet on ground.

(Chorus)
This is not happening to me.
It's not how I deserved to be.
I can’t unhear, unfeel, unsee—

I rise again from deep below.
Not brand new, not worn and old,
I know what burns, what heals, what holds.

(Bridge)
Somewhere past the breaking point,
When breath was just a thread—
My Will stood up inside my bones,
And waked me up! That's what I said.

(Final Chorus)
This is not happening to me.
It's not how I deserved to be.
I can’t unhear, unfeel, unsee—

I rise again from deep below.
Not brand new, not worn and old,
I know what burns, what heals, what holds.

I rise again from deep below.
Not brand new, not worn and old,
I know what burns, what heals, what holds.

(Final lines)
Not healed, not whole,
But just enough to be.

****Description****

The cover for Just Enough To Be is not simply design—it’s a collision of past and present. Years ago, I painted a piece called The Depressed Mind: dark, fractured, streaked with faint white scars across fields of black and violet. It was born out of despair, a canvas carrying the weight of grief that words couldn’t yet hold.

Time passed. The painting waited in silence.

Then came the song Just Enough To Be, written from the hollow of devastation—where clocks stopped, mirrors lied, and breath hung by a thread. A song about surviving, but not unscarred: not healed, not whole, but still here.

When song and painting finally met, something uncanny happened. A jagged doorway tore open on the left, harsh light forcing its way into the ruin. Dust, ash, mud, and traces of blood blurred into the scene. And through it all, the faint streaks of The Depressed Mind refused to vanish. They persisted beneath the layers—scar-lines whispering through the dark.

The title itself fell across the floor, not clean or polished, but battered and uneven—words as fractured as the story they carried.

This is the cover: a painting that refused to disappear, a song that refused to be silenced. Together, The Depressed Mind and Just Enough To Be became one voice.

That Magic

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