Sensitive Kind (J.J Cale)

Tracks used:
Max Richter - Twins(Prague)
Dusk - In the sun

Mixed by: Matina Sous Peau

Max Richter Feat. Dusk - Daisies In Prague(Matina Sous Peau Mashup)

“Sing Them to Sleep” unravels pain into lullabies—where demons are not slain but embraced. It’s a haunted folk hymn of scars, silence, and survival, blending raw acoustic grit with ghostly echoes of truth. Healing here is not peace, but the war’s quiet aftermath sung into the dark.

The monsters in me never asked to be tamed  
They just curled in the dark when I whispered their name  
Didn’t bury the pain I just sang it to sleep  
With a voice full of rust and a throat cut deep  

My sins don’t march they sway slow like a hymn  
And every breath I take drags the silence within  
I learned not to run learned not to plead  
I just lay with the fire till it stopped tryin to feed  

I’m not your savior I’m just the song  
That cradled the scars when the nights felt too long  
No altars left no secrets to keep  
I don’t kill my demons I sing them to sleep  

They are one and the same  

You think healing is peace  
Nah  
It’s the war that never ends  
Just gets quieter  
And if you listen close  
You can still hear them screaming  
But you wont hear me breathin  

So don’t mourn for the rage it was part of the tale  
I just learned how to sail without cursing the gale  
No glory no heaven no promise to reap  
Just me and my ghosts learning how to sleep  

I’m not your savior I’m just the song  
That loved the broken when they couldn’t stay strong  
No altars left no promises to keep  
I don’t bury my demons I sing them to sleep

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Sing Them To Sleep - Unplugged

Cafe De Flore

Artist - Հող/ Hogh
Album - Խոնավ/ Moist
Track - Ծանրացած/ Grown Heavy

* Grown heavy refers to the heavy heart of the nation grown because of wail, just as a soil- beacuse of rain.

Fishbach 'vivre' - Un autre que moi (for The Line of Best fit to Shakespeare and Company)

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