LYRICS

(Verse)
Shivers runnin' down my spine
Hearts cold in the summertime
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Verse)
You call me like you're used to
To tell me you're in the mood
When you told me it was over
Baby
You took me under

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere

(Bridge)
Leave me nowhere
Ooh-ooh
Mm
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?

(Chorus)
If you want it
You got it
Don't need it
Then drop it
Just tell me
Do you really care?
And if you're not about it
Don't even start it
Baby
Just leave me nowhere
Leave me nowhere

Leave Me Nowhere

(Verse)
Golden sand stuck to my skin
You laugh louder than the waves crashing in
I trace the freckles on your shoulder
But every day
The nights get colder

(Chorus)
I love you
Summer boy
Will you still be here when summer is over
When the leaves fall
Will you stay closer
I love you
Summer boy

(Verse 2)
The ice cream melts faster than we can eat
Your hand in mine
We walk these quiet streets
You tell me stories like they’re secrets to keep
But will you still whisper when the world falls asleep

(Chorus)
I love you
Summer boy
Will you still be here when summer is over
When the sky turns gray
Will you pull me closer
I love you
Summer boy

(Bridge)
Seasons change
But hearts can freeze
Promises hang like leaves in the trees
Will you be the sun in my winter’s chill
Or just a shadow
A maybe
A thrill

(Chorus)
I love you
Summer boy
Will you still be here when summer is over
When the warm fades
Will you stay or wander
I love you
Summer boy

Summer Boy

(Verse)
Her fingers tremble the keys so cold
A song for no one the story's told
The wind outside it holds its breath
Waiting silent for the weight of death

(Prechorus)
The stars won't blink
the moon won't cry
A melody whispers goodbye

(Chorus)
This is the last note on the last piano
The last echo where no one will go
When the earth sighs its final tune
Under the light of a dying moon

(Verse)
She plays for shadows that don’t exist
The ghost of the world in her fingertips
The pedals creak the wood it groans
Every chord feels like breaking bones

(Chorus)
This is the last note on the last piano
The last echo where no one will go
When the earth sighs its final tune
Under the light of a dying moon

(Verse)
Each note a tear each pause a scream
She plays to bury a broken dream
No applause no audience here
Just her reflection in a single tear
eerily

The Last Note

Hidden deep in the wintry forests of western Europe stands a strange home: doorless, windowless, and untouched by the outside world for generations. For the family who lives within, life is a cycle of digging, singing, and quiet contentment—until a wandering inventor arrives with his greatest gift yet: a door. As modernity and tradition collide beneath the pines, both visitor and hosts must reckon with change, belonging, and what it truly means to let the world in—or keep it out.

The House With No Doors

Winding Road Blues is a haunting, introspective Delta Blues track that captures the emotional weight of solitude, regret, and resilience. The lyrics follow a lone wanderer trudging down a muddy, winding road under a stormy sky, symbolizing the long and painful journey through life’s hardships. The road itself becomes a metaphor for the choices made, the burdens carried, and the memories that refuse to fade.

The song’s narrator reflects on past mistakes, lost love, and the relentless passage of time. There's a raw honesty in the verses—each line steeped in sorrow, yet tinged with a quiet strength. The recurring imagery of the moon, shadows, and cold wind evokes a sense of isolation, while the bluesy cadence of the lyrics reinforces the emotional depth.

Despite the darkness, the song doesn’t surrender to despair. Instead, it embraces the struggle, suggesting that even the most winding road leads somewhere—perhaps not to redemption, but to understanding. It’s a powerful ode to endurance, crafted in the spirit of classic Delta Blues storytelling.

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Lyrics: Winding Road Blues
by MOBest (Martin Oliver Beinersdorf)

\[Intro – Instrumental\]  
\[Slide guitar moans, harmonica sighs, boots tap slow on wooden floorboards\]

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\[Verse 1\]  
I been ramblin’ down that crooked trail, through thunder, dust, and flame  
Yeah, ramblin’ down that crooked trail, through thunder, dust, and flame  
Every whisper in the wind just moans your lonesome name  

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\[Chorus\]  
This ol’ road don’t end—it just twists and steals  
Yeah, this ol’ road don’t end—it just twists and steals  
I keep draggin’ my shadow, chasin’ broken wheels  

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\[Instrumental Break\]  
\[Guitar slides like a snake in heat, harmonica howls like a midnight train\]

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\[Verse 2\]  
Rain fell heavy, soaked my soul in sin  
Rain fell heavy, soaked my soul in sin  
I searched the stars for mercy, but they won’t let me in  

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\[Verse 3\]  
That trail keeps turnin’, like a ghost inside my head  
That trail keeps turnin’, like a ghost inside my head  
I thought you'd light the lantern, but you left me cold instead  

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\[Verse 4\]  
Now the moon’s my preacher, and the night’s my only friend  
Now the moon’s my preacher, and the night’s my only friend  
I gave you all my fire, but you let it reach its end  

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\[Reprise – Chorus Variation\]  
This ol’ road don’t end—it just fades to rust  
Yeah, this ol’ road don’t end—it just fades to rust  
I keep walkin’ through the ashes of a love I couldn’t trust  

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\[Outro – Extended Instrumental\]  
\[Slide guitar whispers goodbye, harmonica breathes its last, boots fall silent\]


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©2025 Martin Oliver Beinersdorf, all rights reserved



Winding Road Blues

The Arrow and the Oak

By Mitch Palmer
Day 21 of dropping EVERYDAY !

TAKE YOU WITH ME

(Verse)
Hey Mr. Sad Man
You sold me the dream I made
A hole to live in
I built it myself
No windows no door
Just me in the floor
Looking up at nothing

(Chorus)
It was my own fault
I made it this way
I lit the fire
And I laughed in the smoke

(Verse 2)
Saw them walk by
All the people with their hands full
Tied to their toys
Tied to their pride
I tied myself to the quiet
But it wasn’t quiet
Just buzzing in my ears

(Prechorus)
Hey Mr. Sad Man
Do you even care?
Hey Mr. Sad Man
Were you ever there?

(Chorus)
It was my own fault
I made it this way
I broke the mirror
And I smiled at the shards

(Bridge)
The cracks in the wall
They’re smiling too
The cracks in my head
Sing louder than you
Hey society
What’s your excuse?
What’s your excuse?

Mr. Sad Man (Pt. 1)

Old song remixed today 

I hear a riff in the clouds so high 
Strings bending like angels sigh 
A melody that won't let me cry 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Do they shine Do they glow 
Do they play the songs we know 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Strings of gold Frets of light 
Echoing through the endless night 
I see a chord painted on the sky 
Six lines drawn where dreams won't die 
A pic in the wind It whispers why 
Can you hear the sound 
Breaking through the ground 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Do they shine Do they glow 
Do they play the songs we know 
Are there guitars in heaven 
Strings of gold Frets of light 
Echoing through the endless night 
Play me a solo Soft and slow 
Let it burn Let it show 
If there's a stage where spirits go

Are there guitars in heaven .mp3

A man sits alone in a quiet, dust-filled room, surrounded by memories that have faded into silence. The song traces his emotional unraveling through subtle imagery—an abandoned coat, cobwebs marking time, and the soft ache of things unsaid. Each verse reveals fragments of a relationship lost not through conflict, but through quiet neglect. The silence becomes both sanctuary and mirror, where magic hides in stillness and truth emerges in absence. The character Frank, though never named directly, is present in every detail: his lament is Thema slow realization that what once mattered has slipped past unnoticed. The song explores themes of emotional fragility, memory, and the quiet spaces between people.

(Inspired by Rachel Joyce – The Music Shop)

Lyrics:

[instrumental_1: muted piano chords, ambient guitar swells, heartbeat-like kick pulse]

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[verse_1]  
I walked through the hush of a half-lit room  
Where the dust hung like stars in the afternoon  
No one spoke, but the walls leaned in  
Like they knew what I’d done, where I’d been  

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[instrumental_2: subtle bassline enters, soft synth pad rising like breath]

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[verse_2]  
You left your coat on the back of the chair  
Like a ghost that forgot it was ever there  
Cobwebs grew slow in the folds of the light  
We watched the years unravel, quiet and polite  

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[instrumental_3: guitar arpeggios echo, soft snare brushes, cello undertone]

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[pre_chorus]  
And I swear I heard something  
In the stillness between  
The hum of the fridge  
And the ache in my spleen  

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[instrumental_4: reverse piano, vinyl crackle textures, ambient swell]

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[chorus]  
Silence is the place where the quiet breaks  
Where the magic hides in the breath it takes  
Not in thunder, not in flame  
But in the whisper that forgets your name  

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[instrumental_5: full band enters—low toms, tremolo guitar, ambient synth wash]

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[verse_3]  
I lit a match just to watch it die  
The flame said nothing, but it didn’t lie  
You slipped past my eyes while I searched for signs  
Now I only see echoes and unfinished lines  

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[instrumental_6: solo piano motif, echoing the chorus melody in minor key]

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[bridge]  
I folded the air like a paper note  
Wrote your name in the margins I never showed  
The quiet held me like a fragile thread  
And I danced with the ghosts of the things I never said  

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[instrumental_7: final swell—strings, ambient guitar feedback, fading heartbeat pulse]

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[outro]  
So I sit in the hush, let the silence bloom  
Where the magic unfolds in an empty room  
No need for answers, no need for sound  
Just the quiet where I’m finally found  


c2025 Lyrics and Arrangement by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf. All rights reserved.



Where the Quiet breaks

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Musik ist für mich mehr als nur ein Hobby – sie ist ein wesentlicher Teil meines Lebens. Seit meiner Jugend begleiten mich die Klänge legendärer Bands wie den Beatles und AC/DC, und auch der Rock'n'Roll hat einen besonderen Platz in meinem Herzen. Die kraftvollen Rhythmen des Blues haben mich lange fasziniert, während in den 80er Jahren Bands wie die Eurythmics und U2 meine Favoriten waren. Heute genieße ich neben diesen Klassikern sowohl moderne Künstler wie Billie Eilish, Olivia Rodrigo, Katy Perry und Lana Del Rey als auch Rockbands wie Muse oder Greta Van Fleet. Besonders schätze ich die melancholische Musik von The National.

Mittlerweile nutze ich KI-Tools, um Musik nach meinem eigenen Geschmack zu kreieren. Ich verwende häufig ChatGPT und Copilot für die Texterstellung nach meinen aktuellen Gedanken daraus resultierenden Vorgaben für die KI und füge mit Music Lab oder Suno Musik und Stimmen hinzu.

Falls ihr eine Band habt, würde ich mich freuen, wenn ihr meine Stücke live performen oder mit echten Instrumenten und Stimmen aufnehmen möchtet. Lasst mich aber bitte auch das Ergebnis hören!

Musik bleibt für mich eine konstante Quelle der Freude, die mich selbst an schlechten Tagen aufheitert.

Frieden und Gesundheit!
Martin 

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Music is more than just a hobby for me – it is an essential part of my life. Since my youth, I have been accompanied by the sounds of legendary bands like The Beatles and AC/DC, and rock 'n' roll holds a special place in my heart. The powerful rhythms of the blues have fascinated me for a long time, while in the 80s, bands like The Eurythmics and U2 were my favorites. Today, I enjoy not only these classics but also modern artists like Billie Eilish, Olivia Rodrigo, Katy Perry, and Lana Del Rey, as well as rock bands like Muse or Greta Van Fleet. I particularly appreciate the melancholic music of The National.

Recently, I’ve been using AI tools to create music that reflects my own taste. I often use ChatGPT and Copilot for text creation to transform my current thoughts into music, and I add music and vocals with Music Lab or Suno.

If you have a band, I would be thrilled if you could perform my pieces live or record them with real instruments and voices. But please let me hear the result!

Music remains a constant source of joy for me, lifting my spirits even on bad days.

Peace and health!
Martin

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