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This song feels like a letter I never got to send—something I’d whisper into the night if I thought you could still hear me. It’s about hearing you’re doing okay, and feeling both warmth and heartache in the same breath. I’m glad you’re fine. Really. But deep down, I wish I could still be part of that world you're in.

Each verse is me trying to make sense of what happened, trying to understand how something that once felt so strong could just slip away. There’s no closure, no clear answers—just this distant light I keep chasing, hoping it leads back to you somehow.

The chorus is the heart of it. It’s about holding onto the small things I still know about you—the fragments, the memories, your smile in the sun. That’s what gets me through, even when time feels cold and unforgiving. I think of what could’ve been... in another life, maybe.

And yeah, time doesn’t care. It just keeps going, stealing days we’ll never get back. But even though everything feels out of sync now, even though we’ve lost so much, you’re still a part of me. You always will be.

This song is about loss—but also about love that doesn’t fade, even when everything else does.

Hey You, I Heard You're Doing Fine

Shadows Truth 
By DPmusicUk 

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I don’t like your silly game...
But still I’m trapped inside the flame.

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Your laughter echoes through the walls...
It’s like I’m caught in endless falls.

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All tears taste the same tonight...
Your lies, they twist...
They dim the light...
Even shadows speak your name...
But nothing here will stay the same.

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Your voice clear inside my head...
You haunt the dreams I thought were dead.

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A thousand whispers, one disguise...
I see your truth in fractured skies.

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I run, I run, but you’re still near...
A ghost that feeds upon my fear...
Each step I take, I’m sinking slow...
In the darkness, your shadow grows.

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All tears taste the same tonight...
Your lies, your lies, they twist...
They dim, they dim the light...
Even shadows speak your name...
But nothing here will stay the same.

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You kill me slow with words you said...
A fire burns where I once bled...
The truth It hides, but now I see...
The shadow’s truth will set me free.

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Shadow's Truth

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Dedicated to a one woman on this earth, she knows who she is.

Universe

The first departure. I leave old paths behind, moving forward with courage and trust. The tiger and the eagle do not walk beside me – they have long become a part of me.

This song is part of the album “Tiger & Eagle - A Journey back into Myself”.

Tiger & Eagle – Part 3: The Journey Begins

A song about life's cycle from dust to dirt...
The pace of the lyrics is meant to feel like a counter-point to the the slow BPM of the track. 
Recorded directly into an old iPad using Garageband. 

From Dust to Dirt

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“The Lake of Harmony” is the calm epilogue of the album. The song tells of Huàzhōngcuò, the sacred lake that reflects all the colors and names of Tibet. It is a place where the blue of the sky, the wind of prayers, the fire of tradition, the green valleys, and the golden horizons meet. Here, the voices of Zhuoma and Jampa, the light of Nangsal Drolma, and the strength of Huàyáng Duānzhì flow together. A hymn of unity and balance – Tibet as a land that holds memory and prayer in eternal harmony.

Huàzhōngcuò, mirror of the sky,
you hold the mountains, you let the winds fly.
Blue of the heavens, white of the snow,
all find their rest in your waters below.

The lake of harmony, shining and deep,
keeper of colors, of prayers we keep.
All that we are returns to you,
Huàzhōngcuò, eternal and true.

Red of the fire, green of the plains,
golden horizons, wisdom remains.
Voices of Zhuoma, Jampa’s strong song,
in your reflection, they all belong.

The lake of harmony, shining and deep,
keeper of colors, of prayers we keep.
All that we are returns to you,
Huàzhōngcuò, eternal and true.

When the night is falling, the stars appear,
your waters whisper: we’re always near.
Nangsal Drolma, Huàyáng Duānzhì,
their names are flowing eternally.

The lake of harmony, shining and deep,
keeper of colors, of prayers we keep.
All that we are returns to you,
Huàzhōngcuò, eternal and true.

The Lake of Harmony

“Oh, I don’t know the scripture, but I know what sin feels like.”
 
Gather close, boys, light the flame
Pass the flask and forget your old name
We’ll scream into the sky for all we’ve done
John says, “The wild die young.”

Oh, hey, oh, hey

Kick the dust from off your pride
No use hiding about when you lied
We all broke something we can’t replace
We'll beg for grace, right to God’s own face!

Oh, hey, but we say Grace!

 
We’re havin’ a back-road revelation
Someone bring the bourbon and burn the invitation
For the sins and the damn derision
Wash me in a flood of smoke, that old religion!

I seen boys pray to the god of chrome
Smoke that glass pipe, and lost their home
Cried out loud to no one in the sky
“If I wake up clean, I swear I’ll try.”

Oh, hey, oh, hey

But the morning comes, puts us in chains
Same old devil, same old names
We ain’t saints, and we ain’t right
We're shadows burning in his light

Oh, hey, but we fight, alright!

We’re havin’ a back-road revelation
Someone call the preacher and someone fake the station
For the sake of our own salvation
Baptize me in busted glass and a signed declaration

I don’t know the chapter, don’t know the verse
But I know some nights feel like a curse
And I know the Lord don’t hear my name
But I still kneel when I feel that flame

We’re havin’ a back-road revelation
Someone light a candle and call it consecration
For the blood and the desecration
Lay me down in a field of smoke and let the choir take rotation

We’re havin’ a back-road revelation
Someone light a candle and call it consecration
For the blood and the desecration
Lay me down in a field of smoke and let the choir take rotation

Gather close, boys, say your peace
We ain’t clean, but we found release
We ain’t clean, but we found release
We ain’t clean, but we found release

Back-Road Revelation

“The Quiet Wars” looks inward, turning life’s invisible battles into poetry. It’s about the fights no one sees — the moments when you face yourself, your doubts, and your ghosts in the quiet light of everyday life. Through soulful grit and heartfelt honesty, it speaks of resilience, loss, and the fragile strength that keeps us standing even when no one’s watching. A song for those who keep going, still fighting, still here.

„The Quiet Wars“ richtet den Blick nach innen und verwandelt die unsichtbaren Kämpfe des Lebens in Poesie. Es geht um die stillen Schlachten, die niemand sieht – um die Begegnung mit sich selbst, den eigenen Zweifeln und den Geistern der Vergangenheit. Mit gefühlvoller Ehrlichkeit und rauer Seele erzählt der Song von Stärke, Verlust und dem leisen Mut, weiterzumachen, auch wenn keiner hinsieht. Ein Lied für alle, die immer noch kämpfen – und immer noch da sind.

The Quiet Wars

There’s a soldier in the mirror
She’s got my eyes, but not my soul
She’s fighting ghosts that disappear
Every time I lose control

There’s a preacher on the TV
Selling comfort by the pound
And I wonder if he’d know me
If ever all the lights went down

Truth ain’t clean, it’s cut and scarred
Like a mirror in the dark

All the quiet wars I fight
Never make it to the news
Just a battle in the mirror light
Where I win and always lose

So I walk down 9th and Houston
Past the cafe, past the bar
All the voices sound like headlines
And I’m not sure who we are

But love still hums beneath the static
Like a record full of grace
And the song plays on, erratic
Till it finds a resting place

All the quiet wars I fight
Never make it to the news
Just a battle in the mirror light
Where I win and always lose

Still fighting, still losing
Still here


The Quiet Wars

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.