Unser Song - inspiriert von Pearl, gesungen von Jeffrey L. Kolkman, full indiv. version

Dieser Song ist Teil des Albums "Zwischen Sternen und Staub"

Bonustrack 2: Ein Funke bleibt

Everything Remains

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Geschichte zu Something Different

Something different

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Die Geschichte zu Something Different

“Swallowed Down” is one of the rawest and most physical songs on the album.
It confronts the lifelong habit of swallowing emotions instead of expressing them — the anger, fear, shame, expectations, loneliness, and all the words that were never spoken but buried deep inside the body.

The song frames emotional suppression as something the body remembers long after the mind has moved on.
Every swallowed moment becomes weight.
Every forced silence becomes tension.
Every “I’m fine” becomes a layer the body carries until it can’t hold it anymore.

The verses describe how these stored experiences rise back up, not as thoughts, but as physical sensations — proof that nothing truly disappears just because it was pushed down.
The chorus hits with painful honesty:
He has swallowed things that were never his to carry.
And now they sit inside him, shaping how he feels, breathes, reacts, and lives.

The bridge is a confession:
for years, he acted as the “trash can” of his own history, absorbing everything, letting nothing out, believing that this was strength.
But the body kept the score — and eventually presented the bill.

By the final chorus, the song shifts from confession to decision.
He chooses to stop swallowing his life and start living it.
It won’t be easy.
It won’t be quick.
But it starts with the truth.

“Swallowed Down” is an emotional exhale —
a declaration that the cycle ends now.

Swallowed Down

The story of Something Different

“The Wrong Enemy” is a song about the painful realization that the battles we fight on the outside often come from wounds on the inside.
It explores how easily we misinterpret tones, gestures, or words — not because others meant harm, but because something unresolved within us reacts first.

The narrator reflects on years of blaming the world around him: other people, their voices, their intentions.
But every time the noise faded, the same familiar ache returned — proof that the real source was internal.

The song reveals a powerful shift:
the enemy wasn’t the other person.
It was the leftover echo of old beliefs, early defenses, and emotional patterns built long before adulthood.
Patterns designed to protect —
but now standing in the way.

The chorus opens wide with emotional clarity, admitting that the true conflict isn’t between him and the outside world, but between him and his own inherited reflexes.

The bridge speaks quietly but sharply:
he has slammed doors where no walls existed, fought battles that never belonged to him, reacted to ghosts from the past rather than to the present moment.

By the final chorus, the insight becomes resolve:
the pattern can be broken,
the fight can be faced consciously,
and the blame no longer needs to be placed outward.

“The Wrong Enemy” is a moment of honesty —
a song about turning inward, owning the truth, and releasing the weight of misdirected battles.

The Wrong Enemy

“Mirror Image” is a gentle, emotional acoustic piece about the gap between how we see ourselves and how the people who love us see us.
It begins with a simple story — a friend looking in the mirror and seeing nothing good left — and how someone else proved them wrong.

That moment becomes a catalyst for the narrator’s own realization:
we often judge ourselves through old, distorted eyes.

The verses capture the vulnerability of standing in front of a mirror and truly looking, not with habit or dismissal, but with honesty.
What appears at first is uncertainty: a version of oneself shaped by old beliefs, old words, and old wounds.
Writing down what he sees becomes a small but significant act — a short, raw, painfully honest list.
But the turning point comes when someone who loves him is given the same task.
Their list is full — full of qualities he cannot yet feel in himself: strength, warmth, courage, kindness, heart.

The chorus opens into a wide emotional space:
their reflection shows a man larger, brighter, and more human than the one he sees in his own mirror.
The second verse explores the painful truth behind it:
we learn ourselves small,
while others often see us in the light.

His blind spot becomes clear — he measures himself by his scars, not by what has survived.
The final message is quiet but powerful:
the path to healing begins when we learn to look at ourselves with the same compassion, truth, and clarity that others already do.

“Mirror Image” is a soft awakening —
a reminder that sometimes, the truth of who we are lives in the eyes of those who love us,
until we are ready to see it ourselves.

Mirror Image

Ich schreibe, was ich denke, fühle und erlebe. Schreiben hilft mir, Erinnerungen einzuordnen und ihnen Klarheit zu geben. Wenn Gefühle eine Melodie bekommen, entsteht etwas Wunderbares – eine Botschaft, die direkt ins Herz geht.

Für mich ist es ein Ausgleich, ein Stück Selbsttherapie. Die Texte sind ehrlich und frisch aus dem Herzen. Und wenn ich damit jemanden berühre, der genauso fühlt wie ich, freut es mich umso mehr.

Da ich selbst nicht gut singen kann, nutze ich KI für die Melodie und die Stimme. Ich bin dankbar für diese Möglichkeit, meinen Gefühlen Ausdruck zu verleihen.

Viel Freude beim Hören 🥰

Gruß, Marco Memory

PS: Ehrliche Kommentare sind willkommen – aber bitte keine Angebote, ich kaufe nichts.



I write what I think, feel, and experience. Writing helps me sort out memories and bring them clarity. When feelings find a melody, something wonderful is created – a message that speaks straight to the heart.

For me, it’s a balance, a bit of self-therapy. The lyrics are honest and straight from the heart. And if they touch someone who feels the same way I do, it makes me even happier.

Since I can’t sing well myself, I use AI for the melody and voice. I’m grateful for this opportunity to give my feelings a voice.

Enjoy listening 🥰

Best, Marco Memory

PS: Honest comments are always welcome – but please no offers, I’m not looking to buy anything.