"Preghiera atea" è una canzone che esplora la ricerca di significato e identità in un mondo disorientante. Attraverso immagini evocative, l'autore esprime il senso di smarrimento e vulnerabilità, affrontando le sfide della vita. Nonostante il tono malinconico, emerge un messaggio di speranza e resilienza, invitando a continuare a cercare la propria strada e a trovare bellezza anche nei momenti difficili.

Preghiera atea
 
In un terreno che non è mio mi sono perso,   
con il mio senso di orientamento insicuro e falso.  
Tra le brevi pause di colori di un semaforo,  
mi sono ritrovato in un dialogo distratto.

Senza sapere, senza dare, senza avere,  
Forse ho cent’anni o forse molti di  più,  
E so che sopra una nuvola che copre il sole,  
c’è sempre un cielo azzurro sopra di noi.
  
Una preghiera atea per sperare,  
come un brivido mandato dal destino.  
Sperare in un futuro non posso,  
solo il suono sordo del mio passo,  
E mangiandone solo un piccolo pezzo,  
in questo viaggio la vita non sembra abbia inizio.

Come un mastino che difende il suo osso,  
la vita è un esame, ti mette alla prova.  
Anche senza rima o come una prosa,  
con frasi buttate lì al vento
Senza cercare risposte 
in un mondo che pur si muove.

Senza sapere, senza dare, senza avere,  
Forse ho cent’anni o forse molti di più,  
E so che sopra una nuvola che copre il sole,  
Forse è rimasta  una briciola di speranza.

Una preghiera atea per sperare,  
come un rito premonitore.  
conto le scale e lentamente a salire,  
Come sempre fanno fatica i miei passi,  
come se avessi in tasca mille sassi,  
In questo viaggio sembra  non ha un inizio.

E mentre cammino, cerco un senso,  
tra le ombre e la luce, un equilibrio immenso.  
Ogni passo un segreto, ogni sguardo un motivo,  
in questo terreno che non è mio, 
……ma è vivo!

In un terreno che non è mio mi sono perso,  
ma nel silenzio trovo la mia voce e la mia pace,
anche senza rima, come una prosa,  
continuo a camminare, cercando la mia rosa!

Preghiera atea

🚀 "No Ceiling" by Axis Three is the anthem for anyone who’s ever been underestimated. With gritty verses and soul-soaked hooks, this track is about breaking limits, owning your story, and climbing higher, no apologies, no ceilings. 💥🌆🔥

No Ceiling (Axis Three)

ROOM KEY by Nova J

I found that old room key near my credit card
Room 1603 on Hollywood Boulevard
I paid in cash, cause you froze my accounts
I hated you for that, and I hated our house 

Pounding the pavement with no place to go
High as a kite, but I’m sinkin’ down low
A long list of lovers, now I’m flying solo
My vices take over—this is how it goes

Caught in a cycle
I can’t break free
Got a bag in my pocket
And that old room key
Loneliness
Oh, Loneliness
got chains on me
(I don’t wanna die alone)

Booking hotels, but I live in this city
Scared to go home, you-know-who’s gonna hit me
Bathtubs and bubbles, might die just like Whitney
Livin’ the dream—how can life be so empty?

Caught in a cycle
I can’t break free
Got a bag in my pocket
And that old room key
Loneliness
Oh, Loneliness
got chains on me
(I don’t wanna die alone)

Sometimes I scream, but nobody can hear
Drowning my sound in the atmosphere
Smaller and smaller, my life disappears
Smoking and choking, just fueling the fear
I don’t wanna die alone

Caught in a cycle
I can’t break free
Got a bag in my pocket
And that old room key
Loneliness
Oh, Loneliness
got chains on me
(I don’t wanna die alone)

Caught in a cycle
I can’t break free
Got a bag in my pocket
And that old room key
Loneliness
Oh, Loneliness
got chains on me
I don’t wanna die alone
(I don’t wanna die alone)

ROOM KEY

“I Still Play” is a personal piece from me, Krissie. I used to perform with a sax in my hands and a dream in my chest.. until life took a bite out of both. Illness changed everything, but it didn’t end my journey, it just sent me down a different road.

This song is for anyone who's had their plans shattered and their voice shaken. You don’t have to quit, just pivot.
Your path may shift, but the music?
It can still be yours. 🎷🖤✨

If you’re curious what that earlier road sounded like, here’s a raw live take from the rehearsal room days, no polish, just pure breath and instinct:
👉Listen to the live take here: https://soundcloud.com/krazy-krissie/unscripted-breath-live-rehearsal-room-take

****Lyrics****

It started with a sax and a secondhand smile
Ten years deep in a dream we made worthwhile
Just friends and songs under birthday lights
No fame, just fire on those Saturday nights
I had a voice behind the sound
Helping others rise while I held the ground

But life don’t ask, it just arrives
A whisper first, then it rewrites lives
I woke up one day, and my body said no
To every rhythm I used to know
Now I create from a different place
And write through pain I can’t erase

But I still play, just in a different way
I build the world where someone else can sway
I lost the notes, but not the sound
The stories still find their way around
It’s not the path I thought I’d take
But it’s still a song I get to make

It’s still a song I get to make…

There’s grief in knowing some doors stay closed
In the weight of what your body never chose
But I won’t fold, I won’t erase
The fire that time can’t displace
I am more than what I’ve lost
I’ve paid the price, but not the cost

So if you’re out there, stuck in pause
If the world don’t clap, just take applause
From the words you write, the tracks you send
Your voice can echo without end

you’re not broken… just renamed…

There was a time I thought it ended here,
When I couldn’t lift the sax I held for years.
No more melodies, no more sound,
Just silence where my life was found.
But silence taught me something new,
That music never leaves, it just finds a different view.

I still play, through every beat I build
Every lyric traced from something I’ve felt
The stage has changed, the lights are new
But the soul of the song is still true
We bend, we burn, but we don’t break
We still make music, for our own sake

We still make music…
For our own sake…

So here’s my solo, made of light
From quiet studios and sleepless nights
No Saxophone in hand, but still I stay,
Because I still play.

I Still Play

New song from Glen and Dave.

Music and all instruments - Glen Granthem.

Lyrics and all vocals - David Cooper

You’re looking out for me
I’m looking out for you
Do we know what we should do

Down the tunnel
We both fall – Can we hear each other’s call
Can we hear, can we hear, can we hear each other’s call?

Chorus

Here we sit among the thorns
Surrounded by those that mourns
No one knows how the stories go
The tales of old, tales of yore

What is that I thought you said?
I thought I heard you in my head
Maybe I can’t hear at all 
Can we hear each other’s call?
Can we hear, can we hear, can we hear each other’s call?

Chorus

Down the tunnel
We both fall
Down the tunnel
We both fall
Down the tunnel
We both fall

Can we hear each other’s call
Can we hear, can we hear, can we hear each other’s call?

Chorus

Down the Tunnel (Cooper/Granthem Collaboration)

Feel Like Home

Eyes of blue like the ocean wide
A storm inside but a place to hide
The world turns grey when you're away
But your gaze lights up my day

You look at me and time stands still
A gentle spark that bends my will
No map to guide no clue to find
But in your eyes I lose my mind

Eyes of blue .mp3

Due anime perse

Ho immagini distorte dal caldo oppressivo 
Fotogrammi che rimangono impressi nella mente
Aspetto che mi rende nervoso e schivo
Cerco il fresco ma ho meno di niente

 il mio cuore reclama intanto che calcola 
E ho la pelle abbronzata  bruciata che lacrima

La rinascita é lontana e non vedo miraggi
Solo sabbia e deserto in questi tristi paraggi

Mi sono perso
Ci siamo persi
Verso un’altra galassia
O meglio in altri universi 
Siamo diretti noi
Come due oggetti noi

E dovrò scegliere
Dovrò decidere
Arrivato al bivio 
Dovremmo scegliere,decidere
Magari senza rimorsi
Solo due anime perse che hanno rinunciato a rincorrersi
Solo un addio, un addio, un addio
E soltanto un addio
Solo un addio
Non ci saranno più punti di incontro 
Ma solo un addio

Lo sento come un lontano ricordo 
Come polvere in un accumulo di macerie
Le nostre scelte sempre in disaccordo 
E le montagne con fatica da scalare

Mi sono perso
Ci siamo persi
Verso un’altra galassia
O meglio in altri universi 
Siamo diretti noi
Come due oggetti noi

E dovrò scegliere
Dovrò decidere
Arrivato al bivio 
Dovremmo scegliere,decidere
Magari senza rimorsi
Solo due anime perse che hanno rinunciato a rincorrersi
Solo un addio, un addio, un addio
E soltanto un addio
Solo un addio
Non ci saranno più punti di incontro 
Ma solo un addio

E dovrò scegliere
Dovrò decidere
Arrivato al bivio 
Dovremmo scegliere,decidere
Magari senza rimorsi

Solo due anime perse che hanno rinunciato a rincorrersi
Solo un addio, un addio, un addio
E soltanto un addio
Solo un addio
Non ci saranno più punti di incontro 
Ma solo un addio

Due anime perse

💙♥♥♥
Bad for You Too

[Verse 1]
She tells me
I'm not like this with anyone else
her voice soft like ash in the air
says I'm the spark
that sets off her silence
and all the storms hiding there

She tells me she loves me—
right before she breaks
in trembling flame
I hold her like
a burned-out oak
still standing in the rain

[Chorus]
And I say—
It’s okay babe
I’m bad for you too
we’re just two deer
caught in the open
no map no moon
but I won’t run
if you don’t move
we’re broken kind
but we choose this truth

[Verse 2]
She curls her voice
around old wounds
asks if I see
what she hides inside
but I’ve walked through fire
and stayed soft
so I just press my hand to the light

She says 
she’s poison and prayer both
but I drink anyway
there’s something
about her damage that sings—
when the world turns gray

[Chorus]
And I say—
It’s okay babe
I’m bad for you too
like two branches
bending never breaking
through the weight of truth
I’ll hold the hurt
and carry the proof
we’re bad for each other
but I stay with you

[Bridge]
You cry like a river
I dam with my chest
I’ve never been the answer—
but I stayed when you wept
No easy fix no clean slate
just hands held tight
through our worst mistakes

[Final Chorus]
It’s okay babe
we were never meant
to bloom unbruised
but I’d rather stand
in the storm with you
than find shelter
without your truth

[Outro]
So breathe love
just breathe—
I’m not leaving
even if we never heal
completely

Bad For You Too

Tears of loneliness

This album is a raw, journey through themes of loss, the grip of addiction, and the heavy weight of regret, juxtaposed with the fragile emergence of dreams, the courage to face fears, and the ultimate acceptance of pain as a path to healing. 

A Brand New Day

About Me
Hi, I’m Krissie 💜 I have high functioning autism, which I proudly call a gift, though sometimes it drags me into beautifully bonkers territory. I played saxophone for over ten years (seriously, I could wail).. until I got ill and my arms went on strike. But music? It stuck around. So now I do what I can, I write, engineer, and produce my own songs, shaping them with whatever magic I’ve got left, plus a few emotional plot twists. I mostly post them here on SoundCloud because, let’s be real, this place is easier to manage than the rest of the digital circus.

Since joining, I’ve met some incredible, like minded humans, some aliens too I'm pretty sure. If you want to be friends, yay! Come say hi, I don’t bite unless provoked 🐍 Just please don’t offer to promote me or “grow my following.” This isn’t a career move, it’s not business, this is soul work, glitter therapy, a creative outlet with mood swings. I’m here for the music, the honesty, the connections that don’t feel like marketing.

PSA: I’m a little insane. Hahaha. But in a “lost my sock under the bridge of my own song” kind of way. 🎶🧦💫

To the SoundCloud community, thank you 💜

All my life, I’ve had to hide who and what I am. I’ve never been what the world calls “normal.” As I say in 'I Don’t Write Songs "I Survive"', my brain just isn’t wired the way it should be. I’ve been called weird, not right in the head, bonkers, even crazy. So I learned to mask, to shrink, to pretend. But here.. here, I get to breathe. To be.

And it’s not just the music. It’s the comments, the replies, the strange and sparkling conversations where I finally feel like I don’t have to filter myself. I can be full volume, full chaos, full heart, and somehow, that’s not just accepted, it’s welcomed.

You beautiful humans (and possibly aliens) have given me something I never thought I’d find, a place to be fully myself. To speak how I feel, to show what I see, and to turn it all into sound and words without shame. The way you’ve welcomed me, supported me, seen me, there are no words. (Yes, I know. Me. The Queen of Words. Speechless. Don’t get used to it.)

My heart is so full of love and gratitude, I’m honestly surprised it hasn’t burst into glitter. Thank you. All of you. From the very bottom of my shoelaces 🖤🎶🧦

PS: I think I may have reached my final form. Please advise the fridge accordingly. 🧃🌀👽

No Ceiling (Axis Three)

😏 Krazy Krissie 🧦