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This is the go-slow mode; we have many more beautiful songs for your pleasure listening. Great love to every fan out there. I see you.

ROCK IZY (THE LYRICS L

TOWN_CODE_EU-(Go Slow Mode) - ONEQUOTESTUDIO

🫶What Is Love - BOUKHA Paris

(FR) Un instant suspendu entre ce qui s’achève et ce qui commence.
Une émotion contenue, fragile et lumineuse.
(EN) A suspended moment between what ends and what begins.
An emotion contained, fragile and luminous.

Entre-Deux

Top of the list, I didn't know there was a list, maybe theres also a queue? 
Late night confessions. 

On The List

Thank you for hearing the masks I wear,
Every catalog, I’m everywhere.
From soul to doom, from pop to noise,
I play with shapes, I borrow voices.

You saw through the costumes, the shifting sound,
Under the makeup, I’m still around.
In Raw Truths, no shadows, no disguise,
Only me, uncovered, in your eyes.

Genres bend, I cross the line,
Characters speaking what’s not mine.
I love to vanish, become someone new,
But every layer still leads back to you.


You saw through the costumes, the shifting sound,
Under the makeup, I’m still around.
In Raw Truths, no shadows, no disguise,
Only me, uncovered, in your eyes.

I’m the actor, I’m the stage,
I’m the echo and the cage.
But when the curtain finally falls,
You’ll hear my voice, the truest call.

You saw through the costumes, the shifting sound,
Under the makeup, I’m still around.
In Raw Truths, no shadows, no disguise,
Only me, uncovered, in your eyes.

Thank you for staying, for standing near,
For catching the truth beneath the veneer.
I promise you this, when the masks are gone,
What remains is me—raw, alone.

Thank you (I wrote it for you, followers)

Spreading of Love

Fine spreader of love
Singer of peace
Suture of silence
Bring us relief
Pure Padwans pine
The freest of free
The purest of chimes
Oh teared melody
Melancholy of lung
Taught by the One
Real Kim of the Sun
Pitched that stun
We're beon to one world
We have this one time
Mixed pressures of freedom
Censure some rhyme
The notes say it all
Emotion delivers
O loudest of call
Harmonies send shivers
It matters not distance
'Trabsmutes all cruel creeds
Through light it finds air
To make new love seeds
'Makes tip of this pen
Subconscious love dove
It's sharing of caring
Fine teaching good glove
Angelic alive
Life beyond just material
Song spreading of love
Real human soul aerial
Under pressure we prove
Pure human condition
Small session admission
Makes the best life fission
The mightiest mission
Makes humble this ground
Whole Earth finds the power
Of cosmos with sound
Resonance right
Feed brightest if light
An atlas for world
With no map and no fight
It's our existence
Through wise acceptance
A picture of today
With little expectance
Spreading of love
We need no funds
Our capital is dove
Where soul of Earth stuns



Spreading the Love (Poem)

Hole

something on the inside 
breaking everything 
something's going wrong 
wait till you can see

Plum

Soul brother (new edit 1)

I'd like to play a game 
with you 
what'll you do 
you take your time
say it's fine 

I drift in time
pray to one 
love bleed me dry
leave my mind 

love leave in a day
birds flying away
love leave in a day
birds flying away

what is light
a fade to white

Birds Fly Away

In the steps of Asia

A track from an upcoming "dream-folk" or "acoustic-shoegaze" collection (those who know my music may recognize the underlying guitar part here from one of my more standard folk songs):

Oh I, I am the moon
Yes I, I am the moon, the moon
And I, I will rise soon
Up from the tomb

Yes I, I am the moon
I'll turn the tide, I'll break your gloom
Steal the darkness from your room
Soon, oh soon

But sometimes it seems so long
And you'll never, never see the dawn, the dawn
But just listen for the song
I'll be singing through the night

'Cause I, I am the moon
When I break free from this cocoon, cocoon
And oh, it will be soon, so soon
'Cause I, yes I am the moon

Image by Eugene Golovesov (Unsplash)

I Am The Moon

you cut me down from the window
standing outside, you should've seen us
while you were there, they started breathing
holding their heads in their hands

you took the keys off of the table
I threw the book over the mantle
driving cross the country is misleading
watch the sun go down, hearing you crying 

is it any good for you? 
destroy the neighborhood for you? 


Plum

LUA (RUA)

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