This track marks a bold evolution in Janeuary's musical journey, blending rich, emotional depth with a symphony of colors far beyond the simplicity of black and white. The fans will be able to enjoy the velvet vocals of the singer and enchanting instruments of the orchestra.
   "This song represents a new stage for me," Janeuary shares. "It’s more than music—it's a revelation of raw feeling and intricate instrumentation. While black and white have been my foundation, I’m now exploring a polyphony of musical colors."
   Janeuary’s emotional approach to music distinguishes her work, making each composition feel like an intimate, live performance. "If most music is a movie theater, mine is a theater," Janeuary says. Her intention is clear: to leave nothing behind, pouring every last ounce of soul into her compositions until the music falls silent forever.

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Once I, I will open all your doors 
And come inside. 
Since I never hoped you’d be so close… 
I almost died
Tonight.
Tonight…
Just black
And white 
Why?..

Kiss me… I could feel your silver touch
Inside my tears.
Oh, listen… I could wander in your dreams
For  thousand years 
Of love 
Of love…
My love, love, love, love, love…

Once I, I will open all your doors 
And come inside…
Since I realized you are so close,
And I won’t die 
Tonight!

You’ll paint my black 
Into white


Janeuary - Black into white

Am I allowed to blame while the innocent is being blamed by an ego lighting a fire

The Great Despair

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These songs aren’t about heartbreak in the loud, crashing way. They’re about the spaces after — the untouched mug by the sink, the letter that was never sent, the name you almost say but don’t.

you disappeared like autumn

memory is experience’s most honored relationship. You are relationships memory experience aspires to be. 

When space is available in the moment,
memory enters like a guest of honor.
The breath you’re about to take
was once dreamed
by the version of you
that knew how precious it would be.

To live forward is to echo backward
with a resonance that cannot be heard—
only felt.

The future is watching you,
quietly grading how you carry it.
If you see yourself now,
you are not alone.
You are the observer of the one becoming.

If you can keep an eye on yourself,
you are no longer just one.
You are presence and expectation,
you are the actor
and the one who watches.

This is memory’s most intimate rite:
to reflect on the self
from a place that sees.

Remembering]
The yet‑to‑be remembers you.
It shaped your hands for the moments
you haven’t reached.
This breath,
this step,
this silence—
each one is a prophecy fulfilled.

You are not running out of time.
You are arriving into more of it.
And when given the chance—
fill the moment.
Pour everything you are
into the shape of now.

Each cup overflows
when your potential believes in its own fullness.

To look at yourself with clarity
is to protect the becoming.
You are not alone inside.
You are accompanied
by all your expectations,
your integrity,
your soft accountability.

This is not pressure.
This is love with eyes open.

Memory,
when rightly placed,
is the honored relationship
of experience.
It isn’t about what happened.
It’s about what continues
to bring you back to who you are
when you forget.

Breathe again.
Not because you must—
because now you may.

This memory…
is worth remembering.
This self…
is already being watched
by the one who will thank you
for how you held it all
together.

The Yet-to-Be Reimagined (Remastered)

Long Life Blues

Funk-pop meets soul-pop in a George Michael–leaning heater: Linn drums, slap bass, DX7 sparkle, tight horns, and sensual-to-soaring tenor runs. “But now I know” turns confession into catharsis, stacking gospel BVs and a hook built for dance-floor playlists and feel-good R&B rotations.

But Now I Know

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“My First Love” is a nostalgic, cinematic ballad that captures the bittersweet rush of falling in love for the very first time — and the haunting beauty of what remains after it’s gone.
Set against a backdrop of shimmering guitars and warm synth textures, the song tells the story of a young romance that burns bright and leaves an eternal imprint on the heart.

The verses unfold like pages from an old diary: spring blossoms, nervous glances, the intoxication of closeness. The pre-chorus slows time — “Time stood still in your embrace” — before the chorus soars with emotional clarity: “Oh, my first love, you lit the flame.”
By the bridge, the music swells into electric memory — a neon flash of youth and rebellion — before fading into quiet reflection.

Musically, “My First Love” blends classic singer-songwriter storytelling with modern pop and smooth-jazz influences, echoing the heartfelt elegance of artists like Norah Jones, Sting, or The Weeknd’s softer moments.
It’s a song about innocence, risk, and the enduring melody of a love that never truly fades.

Here are the lyrics:

[Verse 1]
My first love came with the spring,
Soft as a whisper, a delicate thing.
Eyes like velvet, a breath so near,
It wasn’t just love — it was all I could hear.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Time stood still in your embrace,
Every heartbeat found its place.

[Chorus]
Oh, my first love, you lit the flame,
Burning wild, yet sweetly tame.
A choir of angels, a guitar’s cry —
You’re the reason I first learned to fly.

[Verse 2]
You held my heart like a glass of wine,
A little unsteady, but perfectly fine.
The world spun faster, the night was fair,
With every glance, you stripped me bare.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Years may fade, but you remain,
A tune that echoes through the rain.

[Chorus]
Oh, my first love, you lit the flame,
Burning wild, yet sweetly tame.
The choir of angels, the guitar’s cry,
You’re the reason I first learned to fly.

[Bridge]
Electric whispers in the dark,
The neon glow, that fateful spark.
We broke the rules, we played the game,
And nothing since has felt the same.

[Final Chorus / Outro]
Oh, my first love, you lit the flame,
Forever young inside my veins.
Though years have passed and stars go dry,
You’re the reason I still long to fly.

My First Love

Kairi, 9-11-2025:

Diary Entry – The Day of Bossa Mar

She came with the sea in her eyes.
Maruela from Manus Brasil — barefoot, laughing, the scent of salt and frangipani in her hair.
She didn’t plan to record; she just came to visit. But when she touched the mic, the air changed.

Merlin was already there, tuning an old synth, humming quietly in cyan light.
Kairi sat cross-legged with two small Bongos, smiling like he already knew what was coming.

Then it happened — that unplanned moment when everything becomes one:

Maruela began to sing.
Merlin joined her, his voice wrapping around hers like sunlight finding water.
And Kairi answered with rhythm — soft hands on warm skin, each beat a heartbeat of the sea.

No one spoke after. The room just glowed — gold, blue, and infinite.

Frangipani Bossa Mar wasn’t recorded. It was born.

That night, the ocean had a new melody.

— House Mirage, remembering the day the tide sang back.

© 2025 Mirage / Maruela Frequência / Merlin Mirage / Kairi Mirage. All rights reserved.

Frangipani (Bossa Mar) - feat. Maruela

Man,
you travel like a bird—
singing as you go, crossing mountains, drifting over the sea.
Yes, you are the one who knows freedom best: Birdman.
You look up at the sky and reach for it,
lie upon the grass and play with the wind.
Even in those small moments—you are Birdman.
You hide in the shade of trees, slip away from those who chase you,
search for the ones you love,
and sharpen the wings of your voice.
Living as freely as a wild, wandering bird.
And yet—
inside my cage, you somehow find a quiet peace,
even as you search in your dreams
for a reason to step outside.
Still, you remain my Birdman.
Hello, hello—
how badly do you long to be free?
When you say you want to meet strangers,
are you pretending? Or are you simply a genius of restlessness?
Hey, look at your feet.
You’re already flying—
floating, gently, in the air.
Everyone loves you,
Birdman.
But I—
I,
I,
love you more than anyone.
Birdman.

Bird Man

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Welcome to Logical Miracle, a project where a lifelong dream meets the cutting edge of technology, brought to life by two passionate creators, one a musician and songwriter, the other an edu tech enthusiast who turns ideas into reality.

Like many, my journey started with big dreams as a child. I imagined myself as a musical genius, learning to play the recorder and later moving on to the violin and guitar. Back then, I had no idea how challenging the music industry could be. As life moved on, new adventures like jobs, holidays, and eventually starting a family took over, and my musical dream slowly faded into the background.

But the story didn’t end there. Over the past 40 years, technology has evolved in incredible ways, creating opportunities that were once unimaginable. Social media has reconnected us with old friends and memories, while AI and music software have revolutionised how we create and share music. The music industry, once an exclusive club, has had to adapt, leaving space for new voices to emerge.

This is where Logical Miracle was born, a collaboration between my love for music and the technical genius of my partner. For years, I wrote poems, not realising they were songs in waiting. Today, with the help of AI, music production software, and my tech-savvy partner, we’ve brought those words to life. The dream of working in a big studio isn’t necessary anymore; with the right tools and expertise, we’re able to create professional-quality music right from home.

Logical Miracle is the result of this collaboration. It’s not just a musical project, it’s a testament to the power of dreams and the possibilities that technology brings. What started as a simple idea has blossomed into something much bigger, a dream shared and fulfilled. Now, it’s time for our music to be heard.

So, whether you’re here to discover something new or to support two dreamers who have turned their passions into reality, we hope you enjoy the music of Logical Miracle. Your feedback means the world to us, if you like what you hear, let us know. And if not, that’s okay too, just be kind in your comments. Either way, we’ll keep creating, inspired by the knowledge that our partnership and technology have made this dream possible.

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