Copy of Songs for the Lost Ones

A quiet anthem of self-worth and gentle self-acceptance. This song reminds us that we are not here to compete — we are here to shine, each in our own way, in our own time.

The Hollow Place

We all set a place at the table for the parts of ourselves we fear have wandered too far. Even when it feels like no one returns, life quietly invites us to keep the door open. Sometimes, hope is simply the act of waiting with an open heart — trusting that, one day, we’ll find our way home, or that home will find us.

I built a shelter out of wishes,
Lit candles for the ones I lost.
But no footsteps echo in my hallway,
No voices call me home.

No one comes home,
No one comes home,
I wait and I wait,
But no one comes home.

Night after night,
I set the table for my missing self.
I sing to the shadows on the wall,
But only silence answers.

No one comes home,
No one comes home,
I wait and I wait,
But no one comes home.

Maybe I am the ghost
I keep waiting for,
Turning the key
In an invisible door.

No one comes home,
No one comes home,
I wait and I wait,
But no one comes home.

No One Comes Home

There are times we feel weightless and unmoored, floating through days without direction. Yet every breath — no matter how restless — holds the possibility of grounding. In drifting, we discover new currents; in searching, we learn to trust the quiet promise of another morning.

I breathe
but feel no ground—
My heart floats
somewhere above the world.

Restless air,
nowhere to land.

I watch myself through distant glass,
A shape dissolving
in every reflection,
Always moving,
never arriving.

Restless air,
nowhere to land.

Somewhere, the stars remember my name.
But down here
I am only a wandering breath
searching for an anchor.


Breath Without Anchor

Dear friends, this humble and soft song is dedicated to our meadows around the world.
They must not be ruined by mines, explosions or tank tracks.
Please, help me to spread this message so that also warmongers get the golden opportunities to listen to this little song!!
You may see some pictures on Youtube: https://youtu.be/wSG4aRrTKNk?si=yy0HSlr3HqXv0PZ-
Our Treasures

They are painted in purple and blue
in yellow and also green
the treasures that we see here
go directly to our hearts
and make us feel well 

I am talking about all meadows here and there
which are scattered around our world
You meet them in Africa
and in China and in Vietnam
they make us feel well

The people in America
have learned to relish
what is offered around their homes
it is not only there people see
how they can feel well
And we don’t want any mines destroying our fields
we want to keep them safe for our kids 



Lyrics in Swedish

Våra skatter

De är målade i lila och blått
i gult och även grönt
skatterna som vi ser här
går direkt till våra hjärtan
och får oss att må bra

Jag talar om alla ängar här och där
som är utspridda över vår värld
Du möter dem i Afrika
och i Kina och i Vietnam
de får oss att må bra

Människorna i Amerika
har lärt sig att njuta av
det som erbjuds runt deras hem
det är inte bara där människor ser
hur de kan må bra
och vi vill inte ha några minor som förstör våra fält
vi vill hålla dom trygga för våra barn

Our Treasures - 2025-06-25 09.53

Spell of Freedom ( Instrumental  free download  mp3 )

In the mystery of dreams, our souls wander free — searching, healing, remembering what hope feels like. This song asks gentle questions, believing that even when we feel lost in darkness, there is a hidden place where we are whole again. Night, too, is full of secret dawns.

Where do you go when you sleep?
What do you leave behind in the dark?
Are you lost in a field of silent voices,
Or running through doors with no locks?

Do you find the pieces you’re missing?
Are you whole for a moment in dreams?
Where do you go, where do you go
when you sleep?

Do you walk with the shadows of strangers?
Do you gather the stars in your hands?
Is there a place you call home for an hour,
Some secret that night understands?

Do you find the pieces you’re missing?
Are you whole for a moment in dreams?
Where do you go, where do you go
when you sleep?

Where Do You Go When You Sleep

Yesterdays tomorrow .mp3

In collaboration with Francess Harris. She played the piano composition and I did the composition of the orchestral arrangement. Thank you for listening and enjoy. Any comment is appreciated always.

Colas Timothy McGuire / Francess Harris

Crossroads

Crossroads (feat. Fr. Harris)

Endless steps beneath my feet they wind and twist and sway
The higher I go the more they seem to slip away
A staircase built of dreams that crumble as I tread
Each step a story written in the places I have fled

The air grows thin with questions I can't seem to solve
Every answer breaks apart as the riddles evolve
I chase the sun but shadows whisper on my back
The summit disappears into a fading track

Endless steps.mp3

Style note: Spiritual, almost hymnal, with piano and subtle strings. A slow build, from vulnerability to an uplifting chorus. Lyrics are introspective and intimate.


When the world grows quiet,
I hear the silence that knows me best.
It holds all the words I never spoke,
A gentle weight inside my chest.

The silence that knows me
carries every sorrow,
It sings me to sleep
and meets me tomorrow.

There’s comfort in darkness,
In secrets I cannot confess.
But silence holds me without judgment,
It’s the one who forgives,
and forgets.

The silence that knows me
carries every sorrow,
It sings me to sleep
and meets me tomorrow.

The Silence That Knows Me

Longing is proof that our hearts are alive — that we yearn because life matters, and because hope endures. This song is for everyone who feels the ache of wanting more. Let longing be your companion, not your enemy: it’s the light that guides us forward, even on the darkest days.


Longing has a shape,
Soft as winter’s breath.
It lingers on my lips,
Follows me past death.

Oh, the shape of longing—
A shadow on my wall.
It curls around my heartbeat,
And never leaves at all.

It waits behind the curtains,
Sings in empty halls.
I find it in my footprints
And every time I fall.

Oh, the shape of longing—
A shadow on my wall.
It curls around my heartbeat,
And never leaves at all.

The Shape of Longing

WASTELAND by Nova J

[VERSE 1]
I’m not quite here, I’m not quite there
I can’t stop scrolling in my underwear
I’m not talking, you’re not talking, just an empty stare
Searching for another body somewhere close to here

[PRE-CHORUS]
If I’m being honest, I knew there was no connection
But I was high, supplies ran dry, and I don’t need perfection

[CHORUS]
Is that a quake? Or do I have the shakes?
I keep taking, you keep taking, how much more can we take?
I am empty in my space, too afraid to see my face

[HOOK]
In this Wasteland, I am
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh

[VERSE 2]
The sun has risen, the sheets are red
Your body like a dead fish, lifeless on the bed
My arms resemble spider webs, this pounding in my head
I really need to sleep, but I prefer to tweak instead

[PRE-CHORUS]
But now I’ve got a problem, the fact is you’re still near
I tell a lie and say goodbye and get you out of here

[BRIDGE]
I hope that you don’t hate me, I hope you’ll understand
It’s not my row, I blame the snow, I’m not that kind of man

[CHORUS]
Is that a quake? Or do I have the shakes?
I keep taking, you keep taking, how much more can we take?
I am empty in my space, too afraid to see my face

[HOOK]
In this Wasteland, I am
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh 

[VOCAL BREAK]
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah

[VERSE 3]
Oh, I swear things will be better this way
There’s a needle hiding somewhere in this burning pile of hay
I did not find it last week or last night and not today
But I know if I keep hunting, I will find true love someday

[VERSE 4]
I refuse to settle, I refuse to compromise
I refuse to tell the truth, and now I’m lost in all the lies
My leather tongue no longer tastes my mother’s rhubarb pie
I’m hiding from the sun, and drinking blood like a vampire

[FINAL CHORUS]
Is that a quake? Or do I have the shakes?
I keep taking, you keep taking, how much more can we take?
I am empty in my space, too afraid to see my face

[OUTRO]
In this Wasteland, I am
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh
Frozen, ahhh 
Frozen, ahhh

WASTELAND

“Stranger In This Place” is part of Future’s Past, a new sonic journey by songwriter Aaron Davison, exploring time, consciousness, and the search for meaning in a broken world. Built around haunting guitars and cinematic production, the song tells the story of awakening from illusion and seeing the truth behind the world’s surface. It captures the loneliness and clarity that come from realizing the reality we live in might be a dream we created to find ourselves.

This track is from the forthcoming concept album “The End Is The Beginning,” a collection of songs about the nature of time and consciousness. The album explores how awakening often begins in isolation, when we start to question everything we thought was real. Each song represents a moment of realization, a glimpse of truth within the simulation, and a step closer to remembering who we really are.

Stay tuned here on SoundCloud for more tracks from Future’s Past and updates about the project coming soon.

Follow the creator behind Future’s Past:
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3yimojZt0GZYFJ1Txrp6wf?si=Rn9gATDDR2acj8GLZ3eaNw

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@AaronDavison

Stranger In This Place

(Verse 1)
Your heartbeat echoes through the wires,
A fading pulse that still inspires.
You left your rhythm on my skin,
A ghost that breathes me from within.

(Pre-Chorus)
And even when the silence grows,
Your hollow heartbeat flows.

(Chorus)
Hollow heartbeat — echo slow,
Tell me why you had to go.
You're the sound I can’t replace,
Still vibrating in my space.

(Verse 2)
I chase your tone through empty rooms,
Your absence thick like neon fumes.
The world is quiet, cold, and bare—
But I still hear you everywhere.

(Bridge)
If love is lost in time and sound,
Why do you keep coming around?

(Outro)
Hollow heartbeat — stay with me,
In endless circuitry.


Hollow Heartbeat

barely breathing

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