Artwork by Vladimir Kush

Written 18 years ago.... is what I'll say in ten years.

I’ve been an addict all my life long
to games I can’t win and puzzles I can’t solve
It’s been some kind of sick fascination
to find myself in impossible situations 
-
and this one is one of those
I’m a deep sea fish reaching for a desert rose
I’m a parking lot, hoping that a garden grows
I’m me and you’re you and my only way through is to divide by zero

you don’t like me much but I promise you this
if you knew me better you’d like me even less
If you could see what goes on in my thoughts
I think you’d personally lead the firing squad

but even though I wouldn’t agree
I’m so flawed, I’d assume I deserve it for something
this song just needs to be worthy of suffering 
I just want you to want something you can’t get anywhere except from me

It puts me out of sorts, but I think you’re my twin
and I ought to sue you for copyright infringement
but i’m sure at the court you’d have this winning defense:
my best is your ground floor, you do all I do and more, you’re improved at the core, so I’d best be out the door, with my obsolescence 
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but you don’t know the thing you’ve offered
for a minute my sadness has an object
before this it hung shapeless as fog upon me
Now it’s fenced in a daydream that I can keep and smother by slow degrees
(And I guess you'd call that "sorrow laundering")

so even if it’s been in your mind
and even if there were enough time
and even if it’s true, what I swear I have seen
what you’d have to do would split you at the seams
-
it’d never be worth the risk
a dream gambled for so much less
just come clean, a daydream is all this is
some scene, from a movie we probably all saw as stupid kids

I’m sure you can tell most of this is an act
It can all go to hell, as a matter of fact
If I even thought this one could be solved
If I even thought the words could be carved
If I even thought I had something you want 
I’d ruin my life for those lottery odds.

Sorrow Laundering (Acoustic Demo)

When fear has its hold on you
You’ll feel it’s chill before the warmth
(Before the warmth you’ll feel the chill…)
But if you let it take hold
Hold you it will
For as long as you get comfort from its embrace
It will hold you close (hold yiu close)
And steal your will
Your will. (Your will)

Hold on
Hold on
Emergency crews reported on the scene
Repeat and repeat again
Until numbness takes control
Fly away. Let go. Never to return
To the you, you used to know

Repeat and repeat again
Until numbness takes control
Fly away. Let go. Never to return
(To the you, you used to know)

The stress kills
Calm down they say
But the pills they gave me
Take my confidence away
I want them to comfort me
And perhaps they do
But the numbness invades my every move

Hold on
Hold on
Emergency crews reported on the scene
Repeat and repeat again
Until numbness takes control
Fly away. Let go. Never to return
To the you, you used to know
When fear has its hold on you
You’ll feel it’s chill before the warmth
But if you let it take hold
Hold you it will
For as long as you get comfort from its embrace
It will hold you close
And steal your will
Steal your will
Your will
(Your will) 
(Steals you)
[fade out]

numb

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Apple Music

Lazy like a Monday

“A Song No One Hears” is a tender and introspective acoustic folk ballad, baroque in tone and lyrical in spirit. Set against soft fingerpicked guitar and delicate strings, it tells the story of a song meant for no one—and yet sung with quiet conviction. Melancholic yet warm, the music captures the quiet power of expression, even when unheard. It is a gentle ode to solitude, memory, and the unseen resonance of the soul.

A Song No One Hears

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

Wings Of Their Own is a heartfelt ballad by Dr. Elliot Lach reflecting on the bittersweet journey of parenthood, separation, and the quiet triumph of watching children grow into themselves. Inspired by themes from his book "Leaving the Nest: Why Do Our Children Leave?", this song is a gentle reminder that love doesn’t end with distance—it evolves with it.

Wings Of Their Own

ohhhhhhhhhhhhh,
hmmmmmmmmmmmm,
A lonely lullaby,
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh,

A lonely lullaby,

lay, lay, 

rest your dream,

ohhhh,

Sprit comes into your head,
says,

Do You Live in the Rain?
hmmmmm,

Do you dwell
Where darkness crys?

ohhhhh,

A lonely lullaby,

A lonely lullaby,

ohhhhhhhhhhhhh,
hmmmmmmmmmmmm,
A lonely lullaby,
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh,

A lonely lullaby,




The lights decay—
Time gets lost
And fades away.


Beneath your bed—
Rain taps soft
Where dreams have bled.

Do you breathe
In thunder’s name?

Drip by drip,


Down haunted halls—
No one knocks,
But someone calls.
A lonely lullaby,

A lonely lullaby,

oh, A lonely lullaby,

Do you sleep

Until the dawn.

Eyes like glass,
Hands of pain—
You exist
But don’t resist.

A lonely lullaby,

A lonely lullaby,

oh, A lonely lullaby,


Rain begins,
You never run.

Tell me now,
Through windowpane—

Do you live
Inside the rain?

A lonely lullaby,

A lonely lullaby,

oh, A lonely lullaby,

A lonely lullaby,

A lonely lullaby,

oh, A lonely lullaby,

A lonely lullaby

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This music was originally generated using Suno AI. All rights were granted to me through a paid subscription, as outlined in Suno's Terms of Service (as of June 30, 2024).

Cosmic Carnival of Minds

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It's On Me

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