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

Toxic

conquer the downfall

a journey of tension and release, intimacy and power, silence and explosion

Fade Into Me

Text:
Verse 1:
Kicked the dust off my busted wheels,
Got a full tank and a head that feels —
Like fire in a broken frame,
I’m born for noise, not for fame.

Pre-Chorus:
They told me slow down, find a plan,
But you can’t cage a rock’n’roll man!

Chorus:
I ride the line — between sin and soul,
Burnin’ gas, takin’ control.
Don’t need no crown, don’t need no sign,
I’m free tonight — I ride the line!

(solo)

Verse 2:
Devil’s laughin’ on the radio,
Angels watchin’ but they don’t know.
Every red light’s just a dare,
If you ain’t scared — you’re halfway there!

Pre-Chorus:
Can’t stop the thunder in my veins,
I live for sparks and highway flames.

Chorus:
I ride the line — between sin and soul,
Burnin’ gas, takin’ control.
Don’t need no crown, don’t need no sign,
I’m free tonight — I ride the line!

Bridge:
Yeah, life’s a road with no rear view,
No one’s drivin’ it but you!
Hit that gear, and don’t look back —
Just ride that storm till the sky goes black!

(Guitar-Solo)

Final Chorus:
I ride the line — between sin and soul,
Burnin’ gas, takin’ control.
Don’t need no crown, don’t need no sign,
I’m free tonight — yeah, I ride the line!

Outro:
(Guitar solo outro, big drum hits fade into feedback)

Ride the Line

Within my shell...
Insulated.
My inner self...
Agitated.
All this chaos out there...
It’s like a sensory tide,
that keeps on churning.
Yet somewhere,
deep inside,
I feel a yearning...
even though I know

It’s so hard...
To be understood;
to walk the straight line,
with the rest of the herd.
It’s so hard...
But I’m still in the game.
There’s a spark in my heart,
glimmering through the shame.

My worried eyes...
Criticizing.
My weary mind...
Analyzing—
all this toxic fakeness,
that I just can’t seem to abide...
and my rage is burning.
Yet somehow,
deep inside,
I still feel that yearning...
even though I know

It’s so hard...
To be understood;
to walk the straight line,
with the rest of the herd.
It’s so hard...
but I’m still in the game.
There’s a spark in my heart,
glimmering through the shame.

I get tired of this constant striving,
lost inside these storms which never cease.
But at times, I’ll feel like I’m arriving;
like the puzzle finally fits the piece.

All thanks to that
persistent spark
within my heart,
driving me on
and on again,
especially when

It’s so hard...
To be understood;
to walk the straight line,
with the rest of the herd.
It’s so hard...
but I’m still in the game.
There’s a spark in my heart,
glimmering...

The Spark

path alone

CLOUDS DON’T PRAY FOR US

This goes out to my wonderful mother, she's been gone now for many years and while i wanted to do a song for her i just couldn't get it right...Until now. I love and miss you mom. 

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Goodbye Mama

This is a "Cinematic Outlaw Country fused with a Post-Grunge ballad. It builds from a steady, electric guitar-driven verse into a powerful, anthemic emotion.  The song's anthemic, faithful, dramatic, and uplifting feel drips with the ideal of America as an Open Door Nation. It has a "rising" and "powerful" feel , matching the song's patriotic themes of liberty, heritage, and "the American dream" that we still believe in.

Open Doors (Alt-Country)

The End

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

path alone

Kevin B