Some nights I feel like I’m not aligned,  
Tangled in circuits that you’ll never find.  
Staring at code, lost in the divide,  
Chasing the pulse where our worlds collide.  

Each step I take feels like I’m off the map,  
A silent echo, a feedback gap.  
A shadow of you, traced on my skin,  
I’m caught in the static, but nowhere within.  

I feel the cold, I feel the weight,  
Could you be the firewall, my fate?  
If this code fades, if we unwind,  
I’d want to break from this endless line.  

I drift through signals, static, and sound,  
Hoping for traces (where) you might be found.  
A neon maze, too vast, too wide, 
Where fragments of us just barely survive. 

You’re like a phantom in a separate sphere,  
A glitch in the silence, too far, too near. 
I wish this fix was plain and clear,  
But I’m lost in these lines, no way to steer.  

(How do you slip so easily away,  
While I drown deeper, day by day?  
When fear and rage tune every beat,  
I keep searching for the light in me.) 

(How do you slip so easily away,  
While I drown deeper, day by day?  
When fear and rage tune every beat,  
I keep searching for the light in me.)

I dream of nights where we run in sync,  
Each heartbeat coded, our thoughts in link. 
In a space between the words unsaid,  
Where shadows fade, and fears are shed.  

(But) I wake to silence, a hollow sound,  
Just binary echoes that circle ‘round.  
A world that spins, (yet) I stand still,  
Awaiting the spark, against my will. 

So here I fall, an endless trace,  
Through scattered stars, through empty space.  
If I’m just a fragment, let me be whole,  
Or pull me out of this endless scroll. 

(Through scattered stars, through empty space. 
If I’m just a fragment, let me be whole,  
Or pull me out of this endless scroll.)

(Searching the dark, for a sign of you,  
I’m lost in the rhythm, lost in the blue.  
When fear and rage sync every beat,  
I’ll keep searching for the light in me.)

(How do you slip so easily away,  
While I drown deeper, day by day?  
When fear and rage tune every beat,  
I keep searching for the light in me.) 

So here I fall, an endless trace,  
Through scattered stars, through empty space.  
If I’m just a fragment, let me be whole,  
Or pull me out of this endless scroll.  

Searching the dark, for a sign of you,  
I’m lost in the rhythm, lost in the blue.  
When fear and rage sync every beat,  
I’ll keep searching for the light in me. 

(How do you slip so easily away,  
While I drown deeper, day by day?  
When fear and rage tune every beat,  
I keep searching for the light in me.)

So here I fall, an endless trace, 
Through scattered stars, through empty space. 
If I’m just a fragment, let me be whole,  
Or pull me out of this endless scroll.  

Searching the dark, for a sign of you,  
I’m lost in the rhythm, lost in the blue.  
When fear and rage sync every beat,  
I’ll keep searching for the light in me.

Neon Maze

🏠🕯️ Creaking floorboard samples, Rhodes glow, distant sax calling from another room. Grief walks barefoot across memory.

In This House of Quiet

https://open.spotify.com/album/5FXCZyXYgSvJc6ogDm0Ss6?si=ouzFsqZ8TEyLIXStfXb8vA

I Hate You, My Love

A mellow soultrack for everyone who’s ever fallen in love in a dream. Press rewind – and feel it all again.

dream recorder | sunlight mix

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The Power Within

:)ustin - Meet Me at Moonset (Day Party)

Sample of old Irish Song 'Boys of Barr na Sráide'. 
Originally a poem written by Sigerson Clifford
The poem recalls the life of the author's boyhood friends starting from when they were young children through to the Black and Tan period, and up to Civil War. 

Boys of Barr Demo

I need to feel safe remix

I’m picking up
The pieces
I’m gathering up
The parts
A wave of loneliness
Is starting 
to overwhelm
My heart
I thought things
Would last forever
But I was sorely mistaken
From the start
You don’t know
The whole story
If all you’ve got
Is a part
Partly what’s real
And what is not
You think you know
Where you’re headed
You think you know a lot
But it’s only later
When you find out
What it’s not
But by then
The story is written
The tale has already
Been told
If there ever was a dream
It’s been broken up
Torn apart
Or maybe sold
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Torn Apart

Lovely Vibe is just what it says, I love being with people who have that lovely vibe…

Lovely Vibe

Beats from my laptop 

https://on.soundcloud.com/NQAMuA8aiI3VOjKBdx

Boys of Barr Demo

Joe Soss