This album is a collection of songs for a friend who walked through this world with a heart too tender, a spirit too restless, and a longing too deep for ordinary days.
He was always searching for a place that felt like home — a space where his soul could rest, unseen by the harsh light of expectation, untouched by the noise of daily struggle.
In the quiet between our words, in the spaces he left behind, I hear echoes of his journey.
These songs are for him, and for anyone who has ever felt lost, unheard, or invisible in this life.
Each track is a whisper, a fragment of the story he could not finish — an offering of gentleness for all those who are still searching for their own way home.
May you find comfort in these melodies, and may you know that even in the darkest hollow, you are not truly alone.

Songs for the Lost Ones

In every heart, there is an empty space — a hollow we carry quietly through our days. This song is a gentle reminder that even our deepest emptiness can become the soil where hope takes root. The hollow is not the end of the story; it is the beginning of the search for light.


There’s a hollow place inside my chest,
Silent as morning before the birds wake.
I carry it with me through empty rooms,
A quiet weight, a nameless ache.

I have touched the edges of belonging,
But never crossed the silent line.
There’s a key I never found,
And a door I cannot name.

Every echo in my bones is a question,
A map with no directions home.
I listen for footsteps that never come—
Only my breath, turning into stone.

I have touched the edges of belonging,
But never crossed the silent line.
There’s a key I never found,
And a door I cannot name.

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

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

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

MagicMind Relax – Our Mission
MagicMind Relax is dedicated to bringing balance, peace, and inspiration through sound. Whether through gentle lullabies, mindful soundscapes, or emotionally resonant melodies, our goal is to create music that soothes the heart and expands the mind.

Welcome to MagicMind Relax
Step into a world of serenity and sonic exploration. Whether you're looking for peaceful bedtime music, meditative sound journeys, or immersive compositions for reflection, MagicMind Relax offers a diverse collection designed to uplift, calm, and inspire.

Who I Am
I am a musicologist with a passion for sound and harmony, now channeling my expertise into the transformative world of MagicMind Glow. As part of MagicMind Relax, I create music that nurtures the soul—ranging from enchanting lullabies for children to immersive relaxation tracks for deep mindfulness.