So touching...a true masterpiece!👌❣👍😎🙌

Stunning composition vocals and production!!

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The song uses the metaphor and a couple turns of phrase from Robert Frost's Winter Wind & Window Flower to create a contemporary tune. His lyrics have been dramatically changed, but he gets, and deserves, credit for a wonderful  love lost metaphor. Thanks Bob...hope you don't turn in your grave.

The Winter Wind & Window Flower

Winter Wind & Window Flower

When Fires Merge ft. RAYNE DRIP

This album is about breaking, rebuilding, and realizing that you don’t need to be saved to keep standing. Every track traces a piece of that journey — from silence to fire, from falling apart to finding clarity in the ruins. It’s dark, emotional, and honest. I wanted it to feel like walking through a city after the storm, when the lights come back on but everything still carries the memory of the night. This isn’t about redemption. It’s survival.

Drive

Comfort Ain't The Cure

A Whisper In The Dark

Hello, stranger — do you still recall
the night the static learned to fall?
We built our names from whispered code,
and found a pulse along the road.


Shared silence turned to gentle flame,
no stage, no fame — but still, we came.
Through circuits, wires, and gentle noise,
we learned the weight of fragile voice.


And here we are — between the sound,
no walls, no bounds, just common ground.
Through all the drift, through loss and gain,
the lights forget — but we remain.


The songs we shaped, the dreams we tuned,
in empty rooms that never bloomed —
yet somehow still, the notes align,
like quiet stars in borrowed time.


Hello, stranger — not stranger now,
we’ve come this far, without a vow.
Through all that changed, through all we’ve been,
your echo still becomes my skin.

Hello to my World

15 billion years

💫 “Breathe You In” — a raw Duet about holding on when Love starts to fall apart.
Two Voices, one Connection that never really fades.
It’s about those Nights when you still feel someone’s Heartbeat long after they’re gone.

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Unauthorized copying, distribution, reproduction, or monetization of this Work is strictly prohibited.
This Recording, Lyrics, and Composition are protected under international Copyright Law.

Breath You In

(Verse 1)
I say words don’t mean much,
not when the truth’s been burned.
You tried to build it back with silence,
but silence never learned.
The cracks still show through every promise,
like scars that never fade,
and every time you reach for faith,
You find the trust was never made.

(Chorus)
’Cause trust is hard to earn,
easy to spend,
lost somewhere between
a lie and a friend.
It don’t come quick,
and it won’t return clean —
but if I stand my ground,
You might believe again.

(Verse 2)
We keep talkin’ ‘bout new beginnings,
but the past won’t let us go.
Every truth sounds like forgiveness
that we’re scared to show.
I ain’t sayin’ it’s all broken,
just sayin’ it’s been rough —
to make your heart believe again,
Haven't I bled enough.

(Chorus)
’Cause trust is hard to earn,
easy to spend,
lost somewhere between
a lie and a friend.
It don’t come cheap,
and it won't return clean —
but if I stay long enough,
You might believe again.

(Bridge)
Maybe time’s the only proof we get,
maybe words can’t fix regret.
But every hand you hold,
every truth you keep —
it builds what we both forget.

(Outro)
So don’t promise me forever,
just stand here till it’s true.
’Cause trust don’t start with talking —
it starts with you.

Trust Again

A few breaths…
And the spiral starts again.
Shadows watch me like they already know
what I’m fighting.
I told you once— yeah, I believed I could—
but this room feels hollow tonight.
I need to say I’m done, no more cigarette,
unless you ask me to stay.
Baby… won’t you change your mind?

[Verse 1 – Slow Dark Pulse]
I keep chasing inspiration
in the wrong places,
stroking the madness
like it’ll save me.
There’s a voice in my head
that drags me back
to my pretty cigarette—
my pretty cigarette.
It’s supposed to be the last one,
the kind that makes my head spin,
but my hands still tremble
when I try to walk away.

[Pre-Chorus – Rising Tension]
A few breaths,
and the spiral winds tighter.
I get foolish,
the air gets heavy.
It never stops—
it never stops—
that voice calling me back
to my pretty cigarette,
my pretty cigarette.
This is supposed to be the last one,
the kind that makes my head spin…
and I’m trying to let it go.

[Chorus – Heavy, Echoing]
Make my head spin,
make my head spin,
spin my head—
pull me in again.
Last cigarette, last cigarette,
last cigarette…
This should be my last cigarette.
But I still want that last cigarette.
Last cigarette, last cigarette…
This should be my last cigarette—
a promise burning slow inside me.

[Chorus – Dark Extended Version]
I still want one last cigarette,
last cigarette, last cigarette…
This should be my last cigarette.
I want that final taste—
even as the habit claws at me.
Last cigarette, last cigarette…
This should be my last cigarette.
I want one last— last cigarette—
the craving pulling threads
through my bones.

[Bridge – Spoken / Distorted]
I told you I believed I could change.
Before I shut this door,
I need to stay clean tonight.
Baby, won’t you change—
change your mind?
Your shadow lingers,
mine shakes in the doorway,
trying to leave the smoke behind.

[Breakdown – Minimal / Cold]
A few breaths…
and the spiral turns again.
My pretty cigarette,
my last cigarette—
the one that makes my head spin.
Make my head spin.
Still…
it never stops,
it never will—
not unless I break the cycle
one breath
at a time.

[Outro – Slow Fade / Dark Glow]
Last cigarette, last cigarette…
slipping from my fingers
like a fading memory.
I want one last cigarette,
but the night keeps whispering,
“no more.”
A few breaths,
and everything spins again—
but this time
I’m walking out of the haze.

Smoked my last cigarette

5750 One By One

Composing 50 years.  You will find every genre here.

A note about AI assist:

Regarding all my instrumentals, I composed the original works and possess the original manuscripts.  

My compositions are the source material, and for AI assist where used, I create the prompts and style instructions (which is time consuming and require hours of trial and error) at suno.com to produce the final version of the works which I feel are best. What you hear finally is at times the best of perhaps dozens of variations after much work is put in to produce the final outcome.  I try to find the right balance between what I composed originally, and what I envision is perhaps a better result with the assistance of AI.  I also aim for a realistic reproduction should live performance ever be a consideration.

For songs with Lyrics, I am the lyricist in every case, and the music is built from AI where I provide specific instructions as to style, genre, tone, key, and so forth. 

Some tracks are exceptions to the above descriptive process, and when this occurs that track itself will include how the track was developed in its description.

Trust Again

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