0905 (maqueta 09/07)

i can’t escape from you 
cause you are in my head
i see you everywhere i go
cause you are in my head

you are in my head

Baby qué paso?
Si me queridas tanto
Por qué termino?
Y la verdad es que

me siento mal x ti - i
me siento mal x ti - i

Que se acabo
Fue la prueba de que no era pa' vos
Me dañaste ya no me siento mejor
Y me di cuenta de que tu eras peor

Y ahora digo - digo
Que no disfruto los momentos si no son contigo-tigo
Que mi vida ya no tiene ningún tipo de sentido - ido
La flores marchitan y ahora siento un gran vació - io

Me siento derrotado, tan raro, tan loco
Que casi por enojo y borro tus fotos
Tu foto en mis historias me tiene pensando
Que lo único que busco es tenerte a mi lado

Porque yo soy tan débil
Ni un guerrero - soldado
No puedo ni decirte

Que te odio y te amo
te odio y te amo
te odio y te amo
te odio y te amo

No puedo ni decirte
Que te odio y te amo
te odio y te amo
te odio y te amo
te odio y te amo

Baby qué paso?
Si me querías tanto
Por qué termino?
Y la verdad es que

me siento mal x ti - i
me siento mal x ti - i

mal x ti (prod by dehn)

When You Close the Door

I. Invocation of Return
COME IN TO GROW ( — )
COME IN TO SEE ( — )
COME IN TO FEEL ( . )
HOW I EX-IST ME ( — )

TIME IS NOT HERE ( . ) / TIME IS NOT GONE ( . )
TIME IS THE SONG ( . ) / I SING UP-ON ( — )

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II. Mirror Verse
I AM THE WHAT ( . ) / I DO TO SEE ( . )
I AM THE EYE ( . ) / LOOK-ING BACK AT ME ( — )
RET-RO-SPECT MIND ( . ) / THINKS OF WHY ( . )
THE PAST IS A MIR-ROR ( . ) / WHERE FUTURE HIDES ( — )

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III. Evolutionary Mantra
BE THE CATCH ( . ) / UN-LATCH YOUR TIME ( — )
SEE WHAT YOU DO ( . ) / TO MIND YOUR MIND ( — )
EX-IST TO FIND ( . ) / APPRE-CIATE ( . )
THE LIFE YOU CRE-ATE ( — ) / IS WHAT YOU RE-LATE ( — )

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IV. Closing Breath
COME IN TO KNOW ( . ) / COME IN TO BE ( . )
COME IN TO LOVE ( . ) / COME IN TO SEE ( — )
EX-IST TO FIND ( . ) / BE-COME TO GROW ( . )
YOU ARE THE SEED ( . ) / YOU ARE THE SOIL ( . ) / YOU ARE THE FLOW ( — )

(music fades into slow rhythmic breathing, final whispered phrase repeating: “I exist me… inside of me… inside of me…”)

Litany of Becoming  (focus: growth, recurrence, awareness, the evolution of self through time)

Rien est sûr – Lo-fi Dream Pop Mélancolique & Lucide
Plongez dans l’univers intemporel de "Rien est sûr", un titre lo-fi dream pop aux accents mélancoliques et lucides. Des textures vaporeuses, des mélodies éthérées et une ambiance nocturne enveloppante : parfait pour vos sessions chill, vos nuits introspectives ou vos playlists dream pop lo-fi.

RIEN N’EST SÛR

Well the night wore a raincoat and silence lost the fight
My guardian angel tipped his hat and said, “I’ll be back tonight”
He folded up his wings like maps and fluttered for a laugh
Said “There’s a corner store on Eighth - I’ll grab a pack and a half”
The oak tree cleared his throat, the alley took a drag
By the time the moon came down to check my mailbox, he was lagged

My guardian angel went out for cigarettes and never came back
Left his halo in the ashtray, his footprints on the track
The fog wrote his name on the window and the morning kept it black
My guardian angel went out for cigarettes and never came back

The bartender wiped his hands and hummed a hymn of spare change
The piano played like someone tryin’ to remember his own name
I asked the moon just for a witness, blinked like an old man’s eye
Said “He lit a match, said ‘Be right back,’ then shuffled off to die”
Not of fire or of fever, just of something small and sly
Like a promise with a hole in it where the moon slips through and flies

My guardian angel went out for cigarettes and never came back
Left his halo in the gutter, his polaroids in my pack
The city ate his shadow, coughed it up in a railroad stack
My guardian angel went out for cigarettes and never came back

I went down to the corner where the saints pawn their shoes
There was a policeman prayin’, a child wishin’ blues
A preacher sold me forgiveness for two coins and a snack
But his ledger said, “No returns” - angel left without his hat

I found his lighter in a puddle, the brass all bent and polite
It clicked like a tiny chapel, tried to make the darkness right
There was a lipstick on the jukebox, a ticket in the cat’s cold lap
A little note in the battered hat that read, “Don’t wait - don’t nap”
Maybe he just stepped out for a smoke, maybe he went to test the sky
Maybe angels like the taste of trouble when the day turns sideways dry

My guardian angel went out for cigarettes and never came back
Left a trail of blue confetti like a goddamn railroad track
There’s a hole where my halo oughta be, and a matchbox with his lack
My guardian angel went out for cigarettes and never came back

So I light my own small candle, watch the smoke curl and rise
If he’s playin’ cards with sinners or teachin’ rooftops to improvise
Tell him keep the change and tell him don’t go thinkin’ that I lack
If he swings by on a Sunday, tell him bring a pack - and bring it back

Track from the album "Tin-Cup Valentine"

Tin-Cup Valentine

Ash Halo Blues

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"Keep On Moving” drifts between shadows and light — a slow unravelling of two souls moving in different directions. The voice carries the weight of what’s slipping away, yet still reaches for something ahead. Through collapsing walls, empty echoes, and quiet revelations, the song traces the fragile strength it takes to keep moving when everything familiar is fading. A piece for those who listen with both heart and memory.

Keep On Moving

The song is a slow tempo pop ballad in the key of C major, featuring a female vocalist, The instrumentation includes a piano playing arpeggiated chords, a subtle bass guitar providing a foundational rhythm, and a light drum beat with brushes, The vocal performance is characterized by a breathy, intimate delivery, with occasional ad-libs and harmonies, The song structure follows a typical verse-chorus format, with a bridge and outro, The melody is melancholic and expressive, with a smooth, flowing quality, Production elements include a warm reverb on the vocals and a gentle compression across the mix, creating an ethereal and intimate atmosphere

So So Good - Anthemic Ambience

“Jon Skarin – April” explores the sound of renewal, blending cinematic soundtracks, classical motifs, world-inspired textures, and gentle folk elements. The album captures the spirit of April — a month of shifting skies, blooming life, and emotional clarity. Each piece unfolds like a moment in spring, creating a warm, reflective, and atmospheric listening journey.

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you are in my head

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