Name: Open Arms, Open Hearts by Matty Mac
Duration: 4 min 2 s
Description: 🌍❤️ Love louder. Heal deeper. Faith in action starts with open arms, open hearts. 🎶 #NewMusic #LoveOneAnother #FaithInAction #IndieFolkVibes

Tetris

Sitting on a cloud watching the world below
Tiny little lives moving fast and slow
Dreams are whispered soft where the breezes flow
From up here the chaos feels like a show

Cloud gazing .mp3

A shift to steady and true by Madre & Nova J

(hmmm… hmmm…)

I’ve been a fish out of water,
Struggling to breathe,
Trapped in the turbulence,
Trying to leave.

Some days would drag forever,
Hopeless and bleak,
Trapped in the stillness of nothing,
Tired and weak.

A shift has occurred,
Subtle yet bright,
A calmness, a peace,
That feels solid and right.

The storm may return,
As storms often do,
But so can a shift
To steady and true.

(Ooooooooh) steady and true.

(Ooooooooh) 

I wrestled with my shadows,
I sank in the noise,
Lost in endless whispers,
Searching for my voice.

The whispers come from inside,
A storm I cannot flee,
But now I sit in silence,
And let it flow through me.

A shift has occurred,
Subtle yet bright,
A calmness, a peace,
That feels solid and right.

The storm may return,
As storms often do,
But so can a shift
To steady and true.

(Ooooooooh) steady and true.

(hmmmm…)

Of course, things will change again,
That’s what they always do,
But I’ll meet every shifting tide,
steady and true.
steady and true.
(Ooooooh)
steady and true.
(hmmm…)

A shift to steady and true

Bitcoin Going to a Milly

The night I met myself I froze in place
A stranger's eyes locked in my face
The whispers came like autumn wind
A story told of where I've been

Oh the night I met myself so strange
A dance of shadows in the frame
The mirror cracked but I stayed whole
A fleeting glimpse into my soul

The night I met myself .mp3

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Open Arms, Open Hearts

My Mother Don't Like Me Anymore

Last Call

A VERY Close call tonight...DAM!
Not Ready Yet by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
I said I'd meet it standing tall
Said I'd walk through when it called
But when the night pulled tight around my chest
I found I wasn’t ready yet
They say if you live right, you let it go
But I held on, I fought the flow
I gripped the edge, I burned for air
Like living still had something there
I swore I’d made my peace with time
Swore I’d walk the final line
But when it leaned too close to stay
All those words just fell away
I’m not ready yet, not today
Not for silence, not to fade
I may be leaving, may be close
But I still reach, I still hold
I’m not ready yet, not like I said
Not for the night to close instead
I thought I’d stand, I thought I’d rest
But I still fight to catch my breath
It wasn’t light, it wasn’t grace
It was weight pressing hard in space
It was fear, it was real
It was knowing what I feel
No soft goodbye, no peaceful tone
Just a moment where life held on
I saw the edge, I saw it clear
And for the first time—I was scared
I’m not ready yet, not today
Not for silence, not to fade
I may be leaving, may be close
But I still reach, I still hold
I’m not ready yet, not like I said
Not for the night to close instead
I thought I’d stand, I thought I’d rest
But I still fight to catch my breath
Maybe one day I’ll let it be
Maybe I’ll lay down peacefully
But tonight I stood, tonight I knew
That living still had more to do
They tell you peace will take its turn
That you’ll let go when bridges burn
But I still reach, I still call
Still refuse to lose it all
I’m not ready yet, not today
Not for silence, not to fade
I may be leaving, may be close
But I still reach, I still hold
I’m not ready yet, not like I said
Not for the night to close instead
I thought I’d stand, I thought I’d rest
But I still fight to catch my breath
I may be going—but not yet

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Not Ready Yet by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Text:
[Verse 1 – gloomy, calm]
They said I had a demon,
Something wicked in my chest.
They laid their hands upon me,
Called it holy, called it blessed.

Candles flickered in the silence,
Latin words like poisoned darts.
But no devil crawled inside me—
Just a wound... torn into parts.

[Chorus – loud, plaintive]
The devil wasn't hiding under beds,
Not whispering prayers in priests' heads.
The devil's not a shadow in the flame—
The devil was me… and I have a name.

The darkness isn’t summoned from the deep,
It grows in silence when we sleep.
Not horns, not smoke, not hell below—
It's the pain we never show.

(Instumental-Part)

[Verse 2 – carrying]
They said I cursed, they said I screamed,
They said I walked through haunted dreams.
But all I was… was lost, afraid—
A child they didn't want to save.

Instead of help, they gave me chains,
Holy water, bile, and flames.
They called it sacred, called it grace,
But all it did…was burnt my face.

[Bridge – spoken, calm, cold]
No demon took me.
No devil spoke through my tongue.
I cried… and they made it Latin.
I broke... and they called it Satan.

[Bridge – bissig, ironisch, entlarvend]
You wear the horns, you praise the flame,
You call it freedom, call it “name.”
But Lucifer—your midnight king,
Was just a page in Heaven’s wing.

You bow to what God made, you see?
Your devil’s still theology.
So while you hiss and break your chain—
You're still dancing in His frame.

(Guitar-Solo)

[Chorus 2 – with anger and clarity]
The devil wasn’t there at all,
No serpent rise, no angel’s fall.
It was fear with holy gloves,
It was hate, disguised as love.

No need for horns, no need for fire—
The real hell is when we admire
The pain we cause in “God’s” own name,
And think we’ve won… some holy game.

[Outro – quietly, like a confession]
The devil was me—
But not because I meant.
Because I hurt,
And no one asked me...
Why.

The Devil Was Me

Ghosts never sleep .mp3

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Open Arms, Open Hearts

Matty Mac

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