1. O Amor de Jesus e Seu Sacrifício na Cruz
🔹 Romanos 5:8 – "Mas Deus prova o seu amor para conosco, em que Cristo morreu por nós, sendo nós ainda pecadores."
🔹 João 3:16 – "Porque Deus amou o mundo de tal maneira que deu o seu Filho unigênito, para que todo aquele que nele crê não pereça, mas tenha a vida eterna."
🔹 1 João 4:19 – "Nós o amamos porque ele nos amou primeiro."

2. O Sangue de Jesus nos Redimiu
🔹 Efésios 1:7 – "Nele temos a redenção pelo seu sangue, a remissão dos pecados, segundo as riquezas da sua graça."
🔹 Colossenses 1:20 – "E que, havendo feito a paz pelo sangue da sua cruz, por meio dele reconciliasse consigo mesmo todas as coisas."
🔹 Apocalipse 5:9 – "Porque foste morto e com o teu sangue compraste para Deus homens de toda tribo, e língua, e povo, e nação."

3. Jesus Nunca Nos Abandona
🔹 Hebreus 13:5 – "Nunca te deixarei, nunca te abandonarei."
🔹 Mateus 28:20 – "E eis que eu estou convosco todos os dias, até a consumação dos séculos."

If I Were to Sing for You

Some words don’t have a place in conversation.
Not because they’re not important—but because they’re too real.
“Words I Don’t Use” is an intimate dive into the unsaid:
apologies with no address, affection without a name, questions that never made it out of the throat.
It’s about the words that live behind your teeth—like quiet guests, like unsent letters.
About midnight monologues in the mirror. About melodies hiding in silence.
About the fear that if you said it all out loud… you might disappear.

sometimes I think I’m made
of everything I didn’t say

Words I Don’t Use

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A flirtatious folk ballad steeped in cheek, steam, and longing. Can’t Give Me Mornings Up tells the tale of a tongue-tied regular smitten by his daily barista, Polly. What begins as a cup of coffee turns into obsession—with hearts in the foam and wit in every swirl.

Crafted in the tradition of narrative British/Irish folk, this song blends charm, humor, and heart, perfect for sunrise rituals and quiet grins.

[LYRICS]

To Polly’s stall I came this morn,
For brew to soothe a night well-worn.
She says, “Same ol’, is it, luv?”
But in me head, ’twas “a bit o’ rough.”

And now I can’t give me mornings up.

This lass named Polly’s dear to me,
Though she plays daft and don’t quite see.
Her beans and steam she thinks I crave
Not Sugar and Spice the way I rave.

I says, “Let’s try a twist this day”
She raised a brow in cheeky way.
“A splash o’ cream? Or somethin’ tough?
Perhaps… a touch o’ muffin fluff?”

And now I can’t give me mornings up.

She leaned in soft, all cream and dare,
Says, “Sweet or bold?” with mischief rare.
Brushed me hand, then gave it off
I nodded dumb, near did I froth.

She swirls the milk with steady hand,
And draws a heart that ain’t so bland.
She grins and calls me “Sugarcup”
And now I can’t give me mornings up.

And now I can’t give me mornings up.

She draws a heart, then adds a kiss,
And asks, “Ye sure you ordered this?”
The foam may fade, but not this stuff
And now I can’t give me mornings up.

And now I can’t give me mornings up.

O Polly dear, don’t twist me knots,
I’d trade me boots for blushin’ spots.
This Polly lass, she loves her tease,
Like every swirl she pulls with ease.

She passed the cup, I took a sup,
One sharp wink near cracked me cup.
I mouthed a thanks, too dazed to stop ’er
By a country mile, she stirs me proper.

That’s Polly for you, lads; me fix,
A daily dose o’ steam and tricks.
Perhaps it’s time I flip the light
Sleep through morn and work at night!

She swirls the milk with steady hand,
And draws a heart that ain’t so bland.
She grins and calls me “Sugarcup”
And now I can’t give me mornings up.

Can’t Give Me Mornings Up (Lyrics Below)

(Voice 1)
Does the road wind uphill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.

(Voice 1)
Will the day's journey take the whole long day?
From morn to night, my friend.

(Chorus / Both Voices)
From morn to night, my friend.

(Voice 1)
But is there for the night a resting-place?
A roof for when the slow dark hours begin.

(Voice 1)
May not the weary traveller knock in vain
For some one to let them in?

(Chorus / Both Voices)
A roof for when the slow dark hours begin.
And all may enter.

(Bridge)
Will there be beds for me and all who seek?
Yes, beds for all who come.

(Chorus / Both Voices)
Yes, beds for all who come.
And the road winds on to the very end...
From morn to night, my friend.

A Resting Place

The Thursday sessions - Take me

🎸 Parallel Streets – Indie / Rock

Parallel Streets is a raw and evocative indie/rock album that captures the pulse of late-night city wanderings and the echoes of restless dreams. Gritty guitar riffs blend with atmospheric melodies, weaving between garage rock energy and introspective indie ballads.

Each song feels like a story written on dimly lit corners and empty roads — a soundtrack for those who find meaning in the in-between moments. With heartfelt lyrics, soaring choruses, and a balance of vulnerability and defiance, Parallel Streets delivers both intimacy and intensity. 🌙✨

Glass Hearts

“Without You Now” threads salt-wind Irish folk through widescreen pop-rock to capture the moment heartbreak turns into forward motion. A sea-spray bodhrán pulse and intimate acoustic guitar carry the verses; tin whistle echoes like coastline air, while fiddle lines ache and lift. The pre-chorus swells with stadium strings before a sky-opening hook turns grief into a sing-it-loud release—built for festival fields and road-trip choruses.

Produced in honour of Achill Island’s wild edges, the track balances tradition and modern punch: organic drums and hand-percussion lock to a driving bass; layered vocals bloom into a roof-raising refrain; a final crowd-chant coda leaves curators multiple “moment” edits for reels, shorts, and sync.

Genre: Folk-Pop | Pop Rock | Irish Fusion
Mood: Bittersweet, cathartic, luminous, triumphant
Core instruments: Bodhrán, tin whistle, fiddle, acoustic & electric guitars, live drums, bass, stadium strings, stacked vocals
For fans of: The Corrs, Dermot Kennedy, Florence + The Machine, The Script
Use cases: “New in Alternative,” “Women of Folk-Pop,” “Roadtrip Rock,” AAA crossover, trailer/promotional sync, breakup-to-rebirth storytelling

Without You Now

Anywhere You Were With Me is a story of fleeting love told through the glow of corner-store neon and rain-soaked nights. The lyrics capture small, ordinary moments — untied shoes, cheap magazines, a broken payphone — and turn them into timeless symbols of intimacy. It’s about holding on to the memory of someone who promised forever but only meant tonight, and realizing that even the simplest places can feel like home when you’re with the right person. Tender, cinematic, and deeply nostalgic.

Anywhere You Were With Me erzählt von einer vergänglichen Liebe im Licht einer Straßenecke, zwischen Neonröhren und Sommerregen. Die Lyrics verwandeln kleine Alltagsdetails — offene Schuhe, billige Magazine, ein kaputtes Münztelefon — in zeitlose Bilder der Nähe. Es geht um das Gefühl, dass selbst ein unscheinbarer Ort wie ein Zuhause wirken kann, wenn man ihn mit der richtigen Person teilt. Zart, filmisch und voller Nostalgie.

Anywhere you were with me

You showed up late with your shoes untied
Said the train was slow and the clerk was blind
We bought two sodas and a bag of chips
Sat on the curb till the neon clicked

And I swear the city grinned with us

Love was blue lights at the corner store
Cheap magazines by the sliding door
You said forever, but you meant tonight
And I didn’t mind, no I didn’t mind
I was just happy to be
Anywhere you were with me

You told a joke that you stole from your dad
I rolled my eyes but it wasn’t that bad
We watched the taxis pulling out of the rain
Counting headlights like they all knew our names

I didn’t care where we were going
Only that we weren’t done

Love was blue lights at the corner store
Cheap magazines by the sliding door
You said forever, but you meant tonight
And I didn’t mind, no I didn’t mind
I was just happy to be
Anywhere you were with me

Some people get roses and wine
We got receipts that fade in time
Some people get promises, carved into stone
We got a payphone that never worked
But felt like home

Love was blue lights at the corner store
Cheap magazines by the sliding door
You said forever, but you meant tonight
And I didn’t mind, no I didn’t mind
I still go back just to see
If the night still waits for me

I still wait outside that corner store


Anywhere you were with me

I wanna (remix)

“Star over Stone” is an anthemic folk-rock Christmas song — built on toms and gang vocals. A modern hymn for the disoriented and the faithful alike, it bridges ruin and redemption with one unforgettable hook: “Star over stone, shine the way home.”

Star Over Stone

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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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