It’s more than epic I’m in love wow 😫

No lie my grandpa would love this.. man played music out of Everett, Wa from the 30s to the 1980s

When the lights fade and the streets go quiet, the sax cries where words can’t. “No Light Tonight” is a smoky soul-blues confession — stripped to piano, sax, and drums, with a voice that carries both grit and tenderness. It’s haunting, heavy, and timeless, written for those late nights when love drifts away like haze in the dark.

No Light Tonight

A cinematic, acoustic memoir of Southern twilight. Across 11 tracks, it weaves porchlight intimacy with gospel grit, blending Chicago blues, Motown warmth, and folk storytelling into a cohesive emotional arc.

Rust & Roses

Cotton Road Lullaby

LTrain keeps rolling at the Arena

my dear darlin

If Only

Verso 1 / Verse 1)
Quiero decirte cuánto tú me das,
Since you came, I don’t feel sad.
Pienso en tus ojos, siento tu luz,
You’re the fire inside my blues.
(Estribillo / Chorus)
Caíste del cielo a mis brazos, amor,
You fell from heaven, my heart was reborn.
Te amo, te siento, estás tan cerca,
Corazón y soul – my vida entera.
(Verso 2 / Verse 2)
Tu voz suena a blues, suave y real,
Your touch is tender, sweet and wild.
Cuando me abrazas, el tiempo se va,
The night stands still when you’re by my side.
(Estribillo / Chorus)
Caíste del cielo a mis brazos, amor,
You fell from heaven, my heart was reborn.
Te amo, te siento, estás tan cerca,
Corazón y soul – my vida entera.
(Puente / Bridge)
Si cae la lluvia en la oscuridad,
Stay with me till the morning light.
Juro mi vida, mi fe, mi ser,
You are my home, my every prayer.
(Final / Outro)
Corazón y soul – tú y yo,
One heart, one song, one endless glow.
Te amo, te siento, estás tan cerca,
Forever my love – my alma entera.

Corazón y Soul – You Fell from Heaven

Old-school velvet, new-school voltage. Twelve tracks follow a charming thief through speakeasies, rooftops, and one last gamble for love. Distorted brass, walk-bass, vinyl crackle, and crowd shouts—built for late nights and louder speakers.
#ElectroSwing #EDM #Trap #CinematicPop #NoirPop #HeistStory

Cradle & Crowbar

📖 November 1 — The House of Mirage

Today, the house was alive again.
The air carried the scent of herbs and roses, as if the walls themselves were breathing.
Keta’s hands opened hidden paths, Kyrie’s touch sounded like drums made of light,
and Mira let the flowers dance in the warm water.

I sank into the bath and everything went still.
Time lost its shape.
Tears turned into small crystals,
and somewhere between breathing and silence,
I felt whole again.

When we came out, Merlin was waiting with six steaming cups of hot chocolate.
We laughed — soft, glowing laughter —
and it felt as if the universe had paused
just to watch us be sisters.

In the House of Mirage,
everything heals
that dares to be gentle.

Written and conceptualized by Amira Mirage, with creative support from AI for refinement and atmosphere.
© 2025 Amira Mirage. All Rights Reserved.

Soul Sisters - Amira

Dust and Salvation, capturing the story of the cowgirl who got away but faith pulled you higher. It will unfold with a lo‑fi Southern groove, blues‑electric guitar riffs, and deep 808 bass under confessional vocals that rise toward a redemptive final chorus. The tone will move from heartbreak and memory to spiritual peace and resolve.

Smoke Beneath Pines

Reaction
I’m surprised
at how naturally I used to fit into the circle.
Strange worries
that make me doubt things.




Jazz,Blues,Soul,Funk,Indie,World,Classical,Folk,Cinematic 明るく爽やか　タイト　優しい歌　展開　バラード　ギターリフ　グランドピアノ　ハモ


Maybe I’m tired,
maybe that’s all.
Even when I hurt someone,
I tell myself it’s just a reaction—
a pathetic excuse,
as if that makes it okay.
⸻
I should just let my heart go,
but I hesitate.
I step behind someone,
supporting them
as if hiding myself.
Is that a beautiful thing?
Flowers stay close,
carrying their shadows with them.
⸻
People rush on,
missing the flowers,
avoiding waves
at the intersection.
That can’t be avoided either.
Saying you don’t know
what you don’t know,
realizing you’re not here alone,
looking up at the sky
like a flower.
⸻
Nothing changes,
nothing changes.
Even creatures smaller than the Earth,
even those who can only see
a short span of years—
flowers and we
are no different.
If that’s so,
then the answer is only one.
⸻
I should just let my voice out,
turn it into a melody,
turn it into a song,
perform it in front of someone
without running away.
That would be
a beautiful thing.
The flower on the desk
stays close,
carrying its shadow.
⸻
Leaning back on the sofa,
playing the guitar,
who am I singing to,
what am I singing to—
sometimes you,
sometimes me,
sometimes the structure
of the universe.
⸻
I should just draw.
Try first, think later.
Finish it
with invisible force.
For now,
go straight ahead
without thinking of before or after.
It was a beautiful thing.
Yes.
The flower I look up at
stays close,
carrying its shadow.
year

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