Well I'm on the fence again
Just about broke my arse again
Jumpin on the trampoline
And I fought the dog and the dog won
No money for rent again
You can smell the celophane
Sleepin' in the mezzanine
Took a cat nap in the furnace room

Feel like a hologram
Turned the fridge into an art installation
Sound the alarms again
Sell the car for spare parts again

Blow your wind in my direction
Just the shape and sound of her accent breathin' down my neck
Juice on the ceiling fan
Breakfast in the frying pan

Some things almost make sense
Some things don't make sense
Some things almost make sense

Keeps slippin through my fingertips
Tryin to say the word but it's on the tip of my tongue
Dance out in the rain again
Nothin to be ashamed of
Cousin Lissa's got a brand new baby
But she don't drive so I'm pickin her up
We pass the tractor at 70
Ain't got my glasses on
Now the horses are wild

Blow your wind in my direction
Just the way you say my less than lavish reputation ran its course
Finger paint and steeple's chase
All the last times we replaced

Some things almost make sense
Some things don't make sense
Some things almost make sense

Some things almost make sense
Some things don't make sense
Some things almost make sense

Country X - Almost Makes Sense

A heartfelt piece delving into the tension between the digital and the human. It narrates the struggle of holding onto authenticity and inner essence in a virtual world. Through poignant verses and an evocative chorus, the song emphasizes resilience, faith, and the pursuit of identity beyond the supernatural realm.

Supernatural

Changing Lanes

Méditation sur l'exil, aspiration au départ, retour à soi :
"Je suis en partance" est une ballade nostalgique et lancinante, où résonnent les rêves d'ailleurs et les échos intérieurs.
Avec une instrumentation douce et feutrée, 13Hector déploie une poésie de l'absence et de la reconquête de soi.


Je suis en partance

Calling all the monsters,  
Underneath my bed,  
Whispers in the shadows,  
Dancing in my head.  
With eyes like glowing lanterns,  
And voices soft as night,  
I’ll light a spark of friendship,  
Turn darkness into light.  
  
So come on, little creatures,  
Let’s play a game tonight,  
With laughter echoing,  
We’ll banish all the fright.  
So be gentle, be kind,  
Let’s leave the fear behind,  
Calling all the monsters,  
In harmony we’ll find.  
  
Beneath the moonlit canvas,  
Where dreams and shadows blend,  
I’ll share my secret stories,  
With you, my monster friends.  
We’ll weave a tale of wonder,  
Of castles made of dreams,  
Together in this magic,  
We’ll sail on starlit beams.  
  
So come on, little creatures,  
Let’s play a game tonight,  
With laughter echoing,  
We’ll banish all the fright.  
So be gentle, be kind,  
Let’s leave the fear behind,  
Calling all the monsters,  
In harmony we’ll find.  
  
Let’s paint the world with colors,  
That only we can see,  
In a realm of endless wonder,  
Just you and me, you and me.  
  
So come on, little creatures,  
Let’s play a game tonight,  
With laughter echoing,  
We’ll banish all the fright.  
So be gentle, be kind,  
Let’s leave the fear behind,  
Calling all the monsters,  
In harmony we’ll find.

Monster Harmony

We all drive through long nights, haunted by what we leave behind. “Dawn in the Rearview” captures that moment when hope breaks through the darkness—when forgiveness finally rides shotgun, and the future feels possible again. It’s a sunrise song for anyone who’s ever survived regret, rolled the window down, and let the morning in.

Dawn in the Rearview

Take a journey through heartfelt folkrock storytelling with “Crossroads”, a coming-of-age ballad that speaks to every soul torn between home and horizon. This emotional anthem explores the universal tension between loyalty and ambition, as a young woman stands at life’s most defining intersection.

If you love storytelling folkrock, emotional coming-of-age songs, and lyrical journeys that echo your own path through life, add “Crossroads” to your playlist of soulful, acoustic anthems.

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Crossroads

No Time to Run drifts through a world that forgets its shape. Clocks soften, rivers climb, the sky confesses. In stillness, the end arrives—not with thunder, but like morning light. A quiet gaze holds as everything begins to slip. No farewell. No escape. Just the turning.


No Time to Run wandert durch eine Welt, die ihre Form verliert. Uhren schmelzen, Flüsse steigen, der Himmel gesteht. Das Ende kommt nicht mit Donner, sondern wie Morgenlicht. Ein stiller Blick bleibt, während alles kippt. Kein Abschied. Kein Entkommen. Nur das Drehen der Welt.

No Time to Run

Remember Me

Hot Night in New Orleans

Inspired by the news of Billy Joel's motorcycle shop closing after 15 years, "Bad Boys Play Forever" is a heartfelt piano rock ballad written as a tribute to the Piano Man. This song captures a fan's emotional journey from nostalgic reflection to a triumphant, cathartic celebration of Joel's enduring legacy. With a classic Long Island sound reminiscent of '70s and '80s rock ballads, the track evolves from an intimate solo piano and male vocal to a powerful, full-band anthem with soaring strings. It’s a sincere message of gratitude and hope, ending with a defiant a cappella line that echoes the timeless power of his music.

Lyrics:
Bad Boys Play Forever
By: Russell Nomer
ASCAP Work ID#931503360  ISRC#QT5AM2503360

The news came down the line today, a final note on Audrey Way 
"I'm sorry to disappoint," you said, as health took precedent instead. 
The gears are quiet, the doors are shut, a final chapter in a hometown rut. 
But your songs still play on in my mind, a soundtrack you so kindly designed.

So thank you, Billy, for the ride, For all the truths you kept inside 
And let us see, through all the years, You calmed our hearts and quieted fears. 
From Oyster Bay to all the world, Your songs of healing have unfurled. 
And now we send that love to you, To help you heal and see you through. 

As parts are sold and treasures go, a Long Island story starts to slow. 
We never met, but through your words, I felt like one of your own thirds. 
Through every lyric and every beat, your music made a friend so sweet. 
Your life's a song I’ve memorized, in every heartbreak, every prize. 

So thank you, Billy, for the ride, For all the truths you kept inside 
And let us see, through all the years, You calmed our hearts and quieted fears. 
From Oyster Bay to all the world, Your songs of healing have unfurled. 
And now we send that love to you, To help you heal and see you through. 

We know your melodies have mended souls, filled its share of lonely empty holes. 
The wisdom in your words rings true, so now this fan has a lesson for you. 
You’ve given all you had to give, so take the time you have to live. 
This song we play is just for you, from everyone you've helped see through. 

So rest your mind and never fret, You've given more than you could get. 
Billy Joel audiences are disappointed never, 
'Cause no matter what, all bad boys play forever. 



No Time to Run

BRO