"A Lonely King On Planet Mars" guess we'll have to endure the fight: together 💪🏾 Love this strong vibe. Thank you💞🌹

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Venturam - Noctara

First track by new artist Venturam.

Noctara

I have added some vocals to the track and think its getting there. Please feel free to comment as i really appreciate the feed back.

Mental Escapade

A song about running away and starting anew. 

Won't Come Back

The Further One Awaits

Title: What’s in a Prayer
(Verse 1)
I lit a candle in the hallway light,
Whispered your name into the night.
The echo danced across the ceiling cracks,
Like footsteps trying not to look back.

(Pre-Chorus)
Is it hope or just the dark I’m fighting?
Is it faith or just old lightning?
I ask for strength, I ask for peace,
For your voice to speak through the autumn leaves.

(Chorus)
What’s in a prayer, if no one’s there?
Just breath and silence in the midnight air.
But I still send it, I still believe,
In love that lingers, in hearts that grieve.

(Verse 2)
You said the world was too big to care,
But I still see your face in the midnight air.
I fold my hands like I was taught to do,
But I don't know who I'm talkin’ to.

(Pre-Chorus)
Is it hope or just the dark I’m fighting?
Is it faith or just old lightning?
I ask for strength, I ask for peace,
For your voice to speak through the autumn leaves.

(Chorus)
What’s in a prayer, if no one’s there?
Just breath and silence in the midnight air.
But I still send it, I still believe,
In love that lingers, in hearts that grieve.

(Verse 3)
I heard a choir in an empty street,
Just wind and wires and shuffled feet.
The sky was bruised, the ground was bare,
But I found your ghost in the morning air.

(Pre-Chorus)
Is it grace or just my own reflection?
Is it love or just deflection?
I ask for strength, I ask for peace,
For your voice to speak through the autumn leaves.

(Chorus)
What’s in a prayer, if no one’s there?
Just breath and silence in the midnight air.
But I still send it, I still believe,
In love that lingers, in hearts that grieve.



What's In A Prayer?

First Man

Verse 1
I rode a ribbon made of radio waves,
Left behind Earth’s gardens and graves.
Your voice was a fading hum,
A lullaby lost to the vacuum drum.

Pre-Chorus
I saw your face in a solar flare,
Whispered your name to the empty air.
The stars don’t blink, they stare right through,
I came for glory — I just miss you.

Chorus
I’m alone on Mars, where the silence feeds,
Writing poems in the dust that no one reads.
Red sky weeps with ancient light,
And I still dream of home each night.

Verse 2
I planted a flag in rusted stone,
Then built a throne of frozen bone.
The ghosts of time curl in the sand,
And none of them will hold my hand.

Pre-Chorus
The stars don’t blink, they stare right through,
I came for glory — I just miss you.
But this planet keeps its secrets sealed,
My heart’s the only thing unpeeled.

Chorus
I’m alone on Mars, just a drifting prayer,
A shadow with lungs in thinning air.
No ticker-tape, no sweet parade,
Just endless dusk and memories frayed.

Outro
If I don’t return, just know I tried —
To tame the stars, to feel alive.
But now I float in dreams and scars,
A lonely king of quiet Mars.

Pre-Chorus
I saw your face in a solar flare,
Whispered your name to the empty air.
The stars don’t blink, they stare right through,
I came for glory — I just miss you.

Chorus
I’m alone on Mars, where the silence feeds,
Writing poems in the dust that no one reads.
Red sky weeps with ancient light,
And I still dream of home each night.


First Man

Some basic ambient jamming out on Tidal Cycles with simultaneous TEOP1 keyboard at the same time.  If you want to watch me code in Haskell and play the keyboard at the same time, watch here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-g_n5ztNvvk

Multitasking

Proud to announce my first collaboration with folk string artist extraordinaire Don Jennings.  Don establishes the feel of the song with his strong rhythm strumming--almost the feel of a Celtic stomp, trying to get the mud off one's boots, but allows me plenty of space for my Requinto guitar that sounds a little like a mandolin in the center-left channel.  It is fun music, at least until you have to get the mud off your own boots;)  Hear more of Don's truly fine acoustic artistry @https://soundcloud.com/user-399104119

First Man

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