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Lines to Remember is a handpicked collection of English songs with lyrics that linger — the lines that hit, haunt, heal or hold you. From whispered truths to anthemic confessions, this playlist is for those who listen with their heart wide open. Because some lines don’t just rhyme — they stay.

Lines to Remember ist eine handverlesene Sammlung englischer Songs mit Zeilen, die bleiben – die treffen, trösten, wehtun oder wärmen. Zwischen Flüstern und Aufschrei, zwischen Herz und Kopfhörer: Diese Playlist ist für alle, die wirklich hinhören. Denn manche Zeilen reimen sich nicht nur – sie bleiben.

Lines to remember

Be You

Be You (Acoustic Version)

Late September Heart is a quiet story of almosts — the words not said, the looks held a second too long, the song left hanging in the air. Set against a backdrop of worn leather booths and late-night jukebox hum, this track leans into a slow-burning country-blues feel. It’s the kind of song that doesn’t raise its voice, but lingers like smoke — steady, honest, and full of the things we don’t say. For nights when something stirs, even in silence. For what almost was.

Late September Heart erzählt leise von allem, was fast passiert wäre – Worte, die in der Kehle stecken bleiben, Blicke, die zu lange halten, ein Song, der in der Luft hängen bleibt. Der Sound: rau und warm, wie eine Jukebox in einem Diner kurz vor Feierabend. Country-Blues in seiner stillsten Form – ehrlich, zurückgenommen, und voller unausgesprochener Dinge. Für Nächte, in denen etwas bleibt. Auch wenn nichts geschieht.

Late September Heart

Pain And Misery

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what’s it gonna take to get you home

LYRICS

(Verse)
Shivers runnin' down my spine
Hearts cold in the summertime
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Verse)
You call me like you're used to
To tell me you're in the mood
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Bridge)
Leave me nowhere
Ooh-ooh
Mm
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere
Leave me nowhere

Leave Me Nowhere

Intro is from 1946 film ‘Its a wonderful life’

V1:
I saw a shadow in the rain
It spoke to me
It wore your voice and knew my name
Never to leave

PC:
Try to see things from my side
How much I put on the line
I don’t think that you noticed
Doesn’t matter either way
What I do nor what I say
It never did 

C1:
Said it’s pulling me in 
I will let down
Everything you love
Until I’m not around
Don’t step in my direction
Coz all I’ve ever found
Is how to make you bleed from shutting you out

Bridge:
Give me something to burn

V2:
I run but when it rains it pours
Are you surprised 
She hides the clock beneath the floor (8)
I lose the time

PC:
Try to see things from my side
How much I put on the line
Have you ever noticed 
Seems not to matter either way
What I do nor what I say
It never did 

C2:
Said it’s pulling me in 
I will let down
Everything you love
Until I’m not around
Don’t step in my direction
All I’ve ever found
Is how to make you bleed from shutting you out

Said it’s pulling me in 
I will let down
Everything you love
Until I’m not around
Don’t step in my direction
All I’ve ever found
Is how to make you bleed from shutting you out

Give me something to burn

Burn

let's see what's hidin' behind the hills .


beat : Daniel Paris Production


Take the road with me tonight
I wanna hold you close in the dark of night
I wanna - see you again
'Cause I can't pass another sunset without you, my dear 

And I wanna hear your voice
'Cause it's been years since I left
But I still remember it
Oh, ohh
And I wanna see you dancing in the river
'Cause I'm tired of waiting for a shadow of the past
Oh, my dear 

And I feel like I'm fading away
If you join me a little too late, just
Throw my bones in a grave in front of the sunset
And let me rest 

And I wanna hear your voice
'Cause it's been years since I left
But I still remember it
Oh, ohh
And I wanna see you dancing in the river
'Cause I'm tired of waiting for a shadow of the past
Oh, my dear 

Here I am, and you know I do all I can
All these pills and all this alcohol got me slow
Ooh
Through the night, I call your name but its all in vain
I'll sit there and I'll wait until the stars fall out of the sky 

And I wanna hear your voice
'Cause it's been years since I left
But I still remember it
Oh, ohh
And I wanna see you dancing in the river
'Cause I'm tired of waiting for a shadow of the past
Oh, my dear

Shadows of your voice ( ft. tetrivoid )

Little Moth
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Little Moth

They came with fire, with steel and chain,
Marked the earth, changed the name.
Yet the poet walked where silence grew,
Left his words in ash that flew.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

From Carmel’s hill, where cedars stand,
He named the sea, he called the land.
Not for gold, not for pride,
But to claim the tide before it died.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

The fire raged, the city fell,
The wind still sings what none can tell.
A poet’s room, a glass of wine,
A name now drifting past the line.

This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Soft winds rise, a song takes flight,
A fleeting shadow, a whispered name.
No wall will stand, no chains remain,
For words outlive the hands of pain.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.


This sea is mine, its voice still calls,
This sea is mine, it knows us all.
Though tides may turn and stars may fall,
This sea is mine, it stands through all.

Above the sea, above the tide,
A new Carmel will rise in stride.
Stone by stone, the dream revives,
In word and song, the past survives.

Carmel Reloaded

#StarWhale становится не просто музыкальным произведением, а звуковым порталом, через который слушатель может услышать песню вселенной, ощутить космическую ностальгию и вспомнить о своем звездном происхождении. Это музыка для космических русалок и звездных китов — для всех, кто слышит зов далеких галактик и помнит дом среди звезд.

XVII. Звезда

“No Regrets” is a nostalgic, poetic song that captures the fleeting beauty of youthful freedom and reckless love. With vivid imagery and heartfelt storytelling, Lara Wolff looks back at moments that were never meant to last—but still mattered deeply. The lyrics celebrate imperfection, spontaneity, and the kind of nights that leave echoes in our memory. It’s not about what lasted—it’s about what felt real. No regrets.

„No Regrets“ ist ein nostalgischer, poetischer Song über die flüchtige Schönheit jugendlicher Freiheit und unvernünftiger Liebe. Mit starken Bildern und ehrlichem Storytelling blickt Lara Wolff auf Momente zurück, die nie für die Ewigkeit gedacht waren – aber trotzdem viel bedeuteten. Die Lyrics feiern das Unperfekte, das Spontane, die Nächte, die in Erinnerung bleiben. Es geht nicht darum, was blieb – sondern was sich echt anfühlte. Keine Reue.

No Regrets

Somebody else's song

“The Cold Don’t Lie” is a dust-covered journey through backroads, motel rooms, and quiet regrets. With razor-sharp lines like “Steerin’ by feel, not direction” and “The cold don’t lie like the heat you gave,” this song captures the raw honesty of running from a past that still burns. It’s not a love song—it’s what comes after. A soundtrack for anyone who’s ever driven just to forget.

„The Cold Don’t Lie“ ist ein staubiger Trip durch Hinterland, Motels und unausgesprochene Abschiede. Mit Zeilen wie „Steerin’ by feel, not direction“ und „The cold don’t lie like the heat you gave“ erzählt der Song von der Klarheit nach dem Sturm – wenn man weiterzieht, nicht aus Freiheit, sondern weil es keine Wahrheit mehr gibt, die bleibt. Kein Liebeslied – sondern das, was danach kommt.

The Cold Don't Lie

“Freefall” is a lyrical dive into that moment when love hits unexpectedly and turns your world upside down. With poetic lines and vivid imagery, the song captures the feeling of letting go—of pride, of control, of the past—and falling headfirst into something real. It’s about the first kiss that stops time, the silent pull of connection, and the beauty of emotional surrender. A story of flickers instead of fireworks, and quiet truths that shake the sky.
Wrapped in a slow-burning mix of country rock and modern pop.

„Freefall“ erzählt in poetischen Bildern von dem Moment, in dem die Liebe plötzlich einschlägt und alles verändert. Der Text beschreibt, wie man sich fallen lässt – ohne Plan, ohne Netz, ohne Stolz – und einfach zulässt, was echt ist. Es geht um den ersten Kuss, der die Zeit anhält, um das leise Ziehen statt eines lauten Knalls, um eine Verbindung, die stärker ist als Worte. Ein Song über das Loslassen, das Flimmern, und eine Welt, die sich plötzlich dreht.
Country-Rock trifft auf modernen Pop.

Freefall

With its driving groove, gritty guitar riffs, and bold, swaggering energy, “Wild Honey” is an upbeat road anthem that hits like open windows and fast highways. Lara Wolff’s raw, smoky voice delivers the punch — part Southern soul, part rock’n’roll rebel.

The song crackles with confidence and fire, mixing emotional grit with playful bravado. She’s not here to be tamed — she’s here to leave a mark. Wild Honey is the taste of freedom, the rush of running wild, and the soundtrack to your next escape.

„Wild Honey“ klingt wie Aufbruch: ein treibender Beat, raue Gitarren und dieser unverschämt lässige Drive. Lara Wolffs Stimme – tief, kratzig, mit Southern-Flair – bringt genau das, was man auf der Flucht nach vorn hören will.

Der Song verbindet Soul und Rock mit einer Prise Rebellion – kraftvoll, verspielt, elektrisierend. Wild Honey ist kein Halt, sondern ein Startsignal. Der Soundtrack für Nächte ohne Plan. Für alle, die nicht bleiben – aber Eindruck hinterlassen.


Wild Honey

He said, “You look like trouble”
I said, “Only when I’m bored”
Dropped my coat like a curtain
And danced across the floor
He wore cologne like a warning
And a smile too sharp to trust
But I’ve never been good at listening
To anything but lust

I’m wild honey
Sticky hands and a crooked laugh
One slow dance and a sudden crash
No promises made, no need to explain
Just boots on fire in the midnight rain
I’m wild honey
Sweet then gone
I burn too fast to hold too long

I’ve kissed boys in backrooms
And girls who never stayed
Left my name on napkins
That the rain just washed away
I love like lightning
Flash, then gone
But the ones who get too close
Still feel me when I’m gone

I’m wild honey
I’m wild honey
Wasted breath and a song half-sung
Smoke in my hair and fire on my tongue
Don’t ask me to stay, I’m already flame
Can’t tame a storm without losing the rain
I’m wild honey
No fence, no chain
Just a taste you won’t forget again

And if you see me by the river
With a look that says I’ve won
Don’t ask me where I’m going
Just know I’m never done

I’m wild honey
Your favorite mistake
The dream you didn’t mean to wake
Sweet then gone
Gone like the night
Still buzzing in your blood by light
I’m wild honey


Wild Honey

Pine & Snow is a quiet, poetic ballad about an old man and the woman he never forgot. Now entirely alone in his city, he looks back on the winter they shared — a time of pine-scented scarves, snow-covered streets, and a love he left behind. He took a different road, chasing something louder, brighter — and lost her in the process. In the stillness of memory, he carries her in silence. Pine & Snow tells the story of a life shaped by one quiet decision at a crossroads, where he turned away from the one thing that felt real.

Pine & Snow ist eine leise, poetische Ballade über einen alten Mann und die Frau, die er nie vergessen hat. Mittlerweile ganz allein in seiner Stadt blickt er zurück auf den Winter, den sie einst teilten – mit dem Duft von Kiefern, tanzendem Schnee und einer Liebe, die er hinter sich ließ. Damals bog er an einer Kreuzung falsch ab, auf der Suche nach etwas Lauterem, Hellerem – und verlor dabei das, was echt war. Heute lebt sie weiter in seiner Erinnerung, in seinem Schweigen. Pine & Snow erzählt von einem Leben, das durch eine leise Entscheidung geprägt wurde – und von einer verpassten Chance, die nie ganz vergeht.

Pine and Snow

He waits at the bench by the corner store
Same coat, same shoes, same view of the floor
Hands like maps that lost their way
Eyes on clouds he used to chase

They say he’s no one, just passing through
Just one more ghost the city grew
But he holds a picture no one sees
Tucked behind his old IDs

She was wild like the northern sea
Laughed through the wind like it set her free
He never told the world her name
But he still hears her voice in the pouring rain
…like the sea that doesn’t rest
She was wind, and pine, and breath
He told no one
But his silence still carries her song

She wore a scarf that smelled of pine
They danced through snow and borrowed time
Then he left to chase a louder light
And she stayed - where the stars burned white

Now no one calls, and no one asks
He’s learned to speak through smaller tasks
Like folding napkins at Café Lorraine
Or counting buses in the rain

She was real, more real than this
More than the soup, the chair, the mist
He never told the world her name
But her shadow still waits by the morning train
[Spoken]
…like the sea that doesn’t rest
She was wind, and pine, and breath
He told no one

So if you see him stare too long
At something gone, at a silent song
He’s not lost, not quite unseen
He’s just watching where she’s been


Late September Heart

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