Grunge In A Barn

[Verse 1]
First met you on the courthouse steps
You had a ticket for a car that was borrowed
You said "Take me to the firemen's ball
They'll forget about it by tomorrow"

[Verse 2]
We danced and you introduced me as your husband
It was just a little white lie
But I loved it
You said
"Let's go make it a little more true"
And we took off in a hurry
We got hitched and got it over
While the wedding bells were still ringin' in my ears

[Chorus]
Tell me
Girl
What was wrong with me?
Was it my taste in music or the way I kissed you?
Or the hours and hours that I spent with you in bed?
Was it something that I said?
Was it the way I held your hand
When you introduced me as your husband?
Why a girl wanna leave such a smart and gentle man?

[Verse 3]
You brought me to your parents' house
You said
"Just play along for the weekend"
They had their questions and their doubts
But by the end
They were believing

[Verse 4]
We had fun
We put on a good show
I guess some people just get off on pretending
I could tell that your daddy didn't like me much
So I left
'cause it seemed like the right thing
It was just the one time
But I know how much it meant to you
And I hope I didn't mess it up too bad

[Chorus]
Tell me
Girl
What was wrong with me?
Was it my taste in music or the way I kissed you?
Or the hours and hours that I spent with you in bed?
Was it something that I said?
Was it the way I held your hand
When you introduced me as your husband?
Why a girl wanna leave such a smart and gentle man?

Why me ?  Lyrics in description

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Lyrics

Intro – Spoken/half-sung, atmospheric]
Yeah, they trim the trees,
They rake the fire away.
Build fences strong,
But can’t outrun the laws today.

[Verse 1]
Juan’s got a scar that runs ear to chin,
Said it came from Sonora, not from sin.
He brings his boy on Sundays, just to play
Near the pool he’ll never swim in anyway.

[Verse 2]
Mowin’ lawns under redwood shade,
Hands in dirt while the rich get paid.
Sings to the birds in broken slang—
Every word feels like a chain that hangs.

[Verse 3]
They came last night in unmarked vans,
Took three men like they weren’t even men.
Left their tools in the morning dew,
Leaf blowers still, boots filled with truth.

Verse – Chicano’s Voice]
I send my pay to a border town,
Where mamá lights candles when the sun goes down.
My name’s not ‘hey’ or ‘you in the hat
I got stories, but no time for that.


[Bridge – whispered, rising tension]
Is this freedom, is this fear?
Do we only welcome those we mirror?
My friend cries but hides his face—
Guilt’s a shadow you can’t erase.

[Final Chorus – crescendo, all-out delivery]
They build your world and vanish in the smoke,
Names unspoken, dreams that broke.
You walk on marble, they crawl through flames,
Still you can’t even learn their names.
No green card, no last call—
But they stood taller than us all.

Eucalyptus Blues

Under copyright 
Lyrics

I walk the streets but no one sees
The face behind the flashbulb freeze
They cheer my name it cuts like glass
A fragile mask I can't surpass

[Chorus]
The spotlight burns it blinds my soul
A shining weight that takes its toll
I scream for peace it echoes thin
Fame's a game you never win

[Verse 2]
The mirror shows a stranger's eyes
A haunted glare beneath the guise
The crowd adores but they don't know
The cracks beneath the golden glow

[Chorus]
The spotlight burns it blinds my soul
A shining weight that takes its toll
I scream for peace it echoes thin
Fame's a game you never win

[Bridge]
I traded dreams for fleeting fame
But lost myself inside the flame
The echoes fade the crowd moves on
But I remain when they are gone

[Chorus]
The spotlight burns it blinds my soul
A shining weight that takes its toll
I scream for peace it echoes thin
Fame's a game you never win

Infamous Fame.   Lyrics in description

#lost job #lost home #lost wife #lost children #new home on the street #fentanyl #in the subway ´s hum


Copyright Vesuvius 2025

Cold on the concrete, boots worn thin
Eyes like glass, soaked in gin
No name, no plan, no fight left to win
But he used to drive freight through the Oregon wind
Verse 1
He lost his job in a company slide
They said, "we’re downsizing," and smiled while he died
Mortgage unpaid, then she walked out the door
Now he sleeps with the rats near the grocery store
Verse 2
There’s a girl in the alley with eyes like fire
Numbed out on fentanyl, dressed in barbed wire
She talks to ghosts and sings in the rain
Used to dance ballet before the veins gave way
Verse 3
And the suits pass by with their collars tight
Averted gazes in the neon light
They clutch their phones like holy charms
Afraid to see themselves without their arms
Chorus
We’re just a few steps down,
From the edge of town
Where the cold don’t care
And the snow comes down
When your world caves in
And there’s no way out
You’re just a face in the crowd
Just a few steps down
Bridge
What do you do when the fire’s gone black
When the world don’t wait and it won’t look back
Do you shiver alone in the subway’s hum
Or curse the sun when the morning comes
Chorus
We’re just a few steps down,
From the edge of town
Where the cold don’t care
And the snow comes down
When your pride gives way
To a cardboard crown
Outro
And the Strat still wails like a midnight train
While he fades like steam in the winter rain
One more name that no one says aloud
Just a few steps down…
Just a few steps down…
Just a few steps down…
Just a few steps down…
Just a few steps down
Just a few steps down…
Just a few steps down…

Just a few steps down. Requiem

Song and lyrics Intro . Heavily copyrighted

She had a laugh that lit the morning.
Now there’s silence in her room.
They say love can turn to madness…
But this — this was doom.

⸻

Verse 1

She covered bruises with a smile
Said, “He just drinks too much sometimes”
The neighbors turned their eyes away
As she rehearsed her careful lines

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Verse 2

He said, “If I can’t have you, then no one will”
Possession twisted into pain
She ran, but shadows always chase
Now her name’s a candle in the rain

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Chorus (powerful, rising with full grunge band)

Dark days, dark hearts
No more silence, no more scars
She was light, she was fire
Now she’s ashes and a choir
Dark days… and we’re still blind.

Bridge

Raised with sisters, taught to care
How did we end up drowning here?
Where men confuse love with control
And no one fights to save her soul 

Outro

We rage, we scream, we burn the night
This ends today, we rise, we fight!

Dark Days,Girls.  With lyrics in description

Vesuvius 2025. All rights reserved

# cat. # tiger #proud protector of of his pellets bowl # dark folk #electro #grunge

The story of a character who is sometimes gentle and sometimes a bit rebellious, and who makes us laugh every day and brightens up our log cabin.
Lyrics:

Ten aches like ghosts walking under my skin,
Hospital lights still flicker in my mind.
But Bengal sleeps curled tight like a secret,
A homebody king who leaves the world behind.

Verse 2

Then he’s gone — a blur across the hallway,
A lightning strike chasing spiders through the night.
He moves like danger wrapped in velvet,
A small storm born from a spark of light.

Verse 3

He watches the news beside the sofa,
The screen shouting things I don’t want to hear.
But when that serie The Beast in Me comes on,
He climbs back close, like he’s drawing near.
Pre-Chorus

In the half-dark glow, he guards my breath,
A shadow with fire beneath his fur.
Mon CHAT est un tigre… a bengal tiger,
And the whole room starts to stir.

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Chorus (Powerful / Grunge)

Bengal — run the night like a burning arrow,
Tear through the fear when the edges grow narrow.
Shake off the darkness that clings to my bones,
My wild little guardian, I’m never alone.

Outro (Quieter, Dark Folk + Keys)

When the house grows still and my pain wakes up,
He curls at my side like a fragile prayer.
No roar, no claws — just a soft low rumble,
And for one quiet moment,
the night feels fair.

Bengal the cat

“The Last Things to Leave”
Composed & Arranged by Amir Mahmoudi
Trumpet: Amirhossein Farkhondeh
Piano: Amir Mahmoudi
Whispered Vocals: Parinaz Pishghadam, Leili Roshan
Sadra Pour Fallah, Elina Yousefi , Reza & Ata Ranjbar
Recording Engineer: Amir Mahmoudi
Recorded & Produced at Igor Music Studio
Mixing & Mastering: Shahriar Alavi
Photographer: Mohammad Javan
Cover Design & Official Visualizer: Asma Alinezhad
Official Teaser on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rz6rAf4PvFw
Official Visualizer on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zqi-v9okEzk
© 2025 Igor Music Studio, Inc.
Digital Manager: Sahand Majidinia
Actors: Golazin Sheykhi & Mohammad Izadi

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The Last Things To Take

In your immortal memory,
As in the sanctuary
Of a divine chapel,
For him who is faithful to you,
Keep love and hope.

Keep the love that intoxicates me,
The love that makes us dream;
Keep the hope that gives life;
Keep the faith that delivers,
The faith that must save us.

Hope is light,
Love is a liqueur,
And faith is prayer.
Place these treasures, my dearest,
Deep within your heart.


Dans ta mémoire immortelle,
Comme dans le reposoir
D'une divine chapelle,
Pour celui qui t'est fidèle,
Garde l'amour et l'espoir.

Garde l'amour qui m'enivre,
L'amour qui nous fait rêver ;
Garde l'espoir qui fait vivre ;
Garde la foi qui délivre,
La foi qui nous doit sauver.

L'espoir, c'est de la lumière,
L'amour, c'est une liqueur,
Et la foi, c'est la prière.
Mets ces trésors, ma très chère,
Au plus profond de ton coeur.

Titre : À celle que j'aime
Poète : Nérée Beauchemin (1850-1931)
Recueil : Les floraisons matutinales (1897).

Divine Chapelle

Seated on my large chair,
Half-naked, she clasped her hands.
On the floor, her tiny, delicate feet shivered with pleasure.

Assise sur ma grande chaise,
Mi-nue, elle joignait les mains.
Sur le plancher frissonnaient d'aise
Ses petits pieds si fins, si fins.

Musique influencée par le poème (extrait)

Titre : Première soirée
Poète : Arthur Rimbaud (1854-1891)
Recueil : Poésies (1870-1871).

Composition assisté par de l'IA

Si fins

Between Worlds

Counterpoint of a New Heart

Life in Minor Key

Freaks In The Bright Lights

https://youtube.com/shorts/sOMlrW9ZK-U?is=KFVbWQgzao485DZw

Nothing or nothing

Ghost War

⚡ 3‑Second Viral Hook (Rule of 3’s)

Three versions of me… trying to breathe.

Verse 1 — (The War Nobody Sees)

Healing is hard —
it’s a constant battle between
the little girl who’s scared
and just wants security,
the teenage fire
who only wants justice,
and the woman I am now
who’s exhausted
and just wants peace.

Three versions of me
living in one body,
fighting for different things
at the same damn time.
Expected to function like normal
while managing a war
nobody else can see.

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Pre‑Chorus — Rule of 3’s (three identities, three needs)

The little girl wants safety,
the teenager wants truth,
and the woman in the middle
just wants to make it through.

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Chorus — (The Heartline)

’Cause I’m carrying childhood fears,
a teenager’s rage,
and a grown woman’s dreams
all in the same ribcage.

I’m not broken for feeling
pulled in every direction —
I’m healing three lifetimes of pain
in one body
with a strength most folks
couldn’t fathom or name.

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Verse 2 — (The Quiet Fight)

No comfort needed —
she wants accountability.
Too tired to scream,
so I’m healing quietly
from things that weren’t my fault,
from storms I didn’t start,
from the echoes of a past
that still tug at my heart.

And here I am,
sitting between the both of them —
trying to build the life I wanted
while carrying the weight
of who I used to be.

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Bridge — (The Turning Point)

Healing happens
when you stop telling
the story that broke you…
and start living
the story you were born to.

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Final Chorus — (The Rise)

I’m carrying childhood fears,
a teenager’s rage,
and a woman who’s learning
to turn the page.

I’m not broken for feeling
pulled in every direction —
I’m healing three lifetimes of pain
in one body,
and somehow still standing
with a strength
most people couldn’t comprehend

Three Versions of Me - Jen Recording

FIRST OF ALL, No Promoters or so-called VIDEOS experts.

All songs, -music and lyrics - are copyrighted..
As a composer, I like to sing, with my natural voice or slightly transformed with different devices, according to my mood. I also play all kinds of keyboards and a little bit of 6-string guitars, both acoustic and electric.I'm pretty old, but I've still got a fairly wide vocal range, though it's getting lower and lower.
I also have a small home studio called Vesuvius( thx Sufjan Stevens! )
I like to work alone, or with two or three partners, male or female, highly qualified.
And I get some much fun to discover amazing new talents on Soudcloud. That's why I follow more people than I'm followed by. I'm just too curious..


Tomorrow JANUARY 9, we will promote a mini album of 6 songs, named Together Alone.

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