This song is an AI-assisted creation, born from my deep love for the music that shaped me. While no human hands held a guitar or sat at a drum kit to record it, every note, lyric, and arrangement was guided by the echoes of the bands that defined my past. Think of it as a digital homage—a way of keeping alive the energy, emotion, and craft of the artists who once filled arenas and soundtracked my memories. This track isn’t trying to replace them; it’s a love letter to their legacy, reimagined through the tools of today. What you hear is the past and the future colliding, paying respect to the timeless spirit of rock that still refuses to fade.

Sunnyside Up

Any Kind of Love is a quiet, powerful tribute to imperfect connection — a collection of songs that embrace the beauty in brokenness, the strength in vulnerability, and the hope that flickers even in the darkest places.

Blending emotional lyricism with raw, intimate melodies, the album speaks to the unspoken—grief, longing, healing, and the courage it takes to be seen. These are anthems for the wounded heart, for those who still believe that love, in any form, is proof we’re alive.

Even cracked. Even scarred. Still love.

Alive

Never too Late

Verse
Why do I bother trying to convince you
You're such a goddamn cynic
That's not what you say when you're drunk and call me crying
You and I are both to blame
I'm not the only one you play
You're just a liar
I'm just a fool
I'm just a fool
I'm just a fool
I'm just a fool

Chorus
I'm the greyhound
But I still run after you
And it's not like I didn't know you
No
I still run after you
I'm the greyhound
But I still run after you
And it's not like I didn't know you
No
I still run after you

Verse 2
I don't know why I try to convince you
I guess I can't help it
I mean
Have you seen you?
I can't blame the others for what I feel
You and I are both to blame
I'm not the only one you play
You're just a liar
I'm just a fool
I'm just a fool
I'm just a fool
I'm just a fool

Chorus
I'm the greyhound
But I still run after you
And it's not like I didn't know you
No
I still run after you
I'm the greyhound
But I still run after you
And it's not like I didn't know you
No
I still run after you

Outro
I'm the greyhound
I'm the greyhound
I'm the greyhound
I'm the greyhound

Greyhound

The Return of the Bad Seed

When the twin moons of Epsilon Ridge burn red, the law rides in black.

Marshal Kane Vale of the Black Comet, a sort of intergalactic marshals, was once a name whispered with respect across the outer systems. An enforcer of justice where no law survived. But when a forged bounty leads him to destroy an innocent town, the hunter becomes the hunted.

Now, wounded and haunted by the ghost of his deputy, Kane waits in the ashes of Latchkey for his own kind to bring judgment. In the void, there’s no mercy—only the creed he once swore to uphold:

“When the stars forget, we remember.”

A space-western tragedy of guilt, fire, and redemption.
Ashfall on Epsilon Ridge is the final ride of a lawman who learns that even justice casts a shadow.


Lyrics

Smoke rolled in like a dying tide,
Screams got swallowed by the flame inside.
Medicine crates, a child’s cry—
They weren’t slavers, just trying to survive.

Pulled my gun, thought I knew the sin,
Didn’t see what was burning within.
By the time I did, it was far too late—
Justice don’t bend, it breaks in hate.

Fire on Latchkey, the town went down,
The stars looked on, didn’t make a sound.
One by one the souls took flight,
Fire on Latchkey, no wrong, no right.

Lira’s hand in mine, covered in soot,
She whispered, “You did what you thought you should.”
Then the roof came down and the sky went red—
I keep hearing her voice in the words she said.

Fire on Latchkey, heaven turned cold,
The badge is heavy, the story’s old.
Lawmen burn just like the damned,
Fire on Latchkey, and blood on my hands.

Fire on Latchkey

a confused memory

path alone

How to mend a broken heart

“Echoes in the Pines” is a haunting reflection on loss, memory, and the places where love lingers long after it’s gone. Set in a quiet forest filled with shadows, wind, and fading footsteps, the song follows someone searching for traces of the person they’ve lost. Every breeze, every branch, every still moment carries a reminder — guiding them through grief and lighting the path forward. It’s a poetic journey through nature, memory, and the ache of holding on while learning to let go.

Echoes in the Pines

(Pulsing synthesizer bass) (Driving drum (2)

Music, enthusiasm, chills when I listen to good music.

path alone

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