Love Compass

Let It Ring

I Got You, Too (The Reply to Slow Down)

"Pack Light" is all about releasing what no longer serves you pushing past pain, cluttered energy, heavy burdens and stepping into a lighter, freer version of yourself. Inspired by the Most High and rooted in self-LOVE, Pack Light blends smooth R&B vibes with a touch of neo-soul, creating the perfect soundtrack for healing, meditation, and late-night reflection.

Close your eyes, light some incense y'all, and let the rhythm remind you: life feels better when you carry less.

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Pack Light

Streetlights bleeding through the rain-streaked glass
Another Tuesday fades into the past
You paint your promises in shades of grey
Beautiful mirage that fades... away

Dancing on a floor of fractured trust
Our faded masterpiece turning into dust

This is our velvet goodbye - silent, sweet decay
No screaming words, just watching colors drain away
Final sip of wine, neon-haunted room
Chasing ghosts of forgotten blooms
Velvet goodbye - softest, sharpest pain
Beautiful ending in the pouring rain

I trace the silence hanging in the air
The ghost of laughter that we used to share
Midnight drives and stolen time - perfect crime
Now the echo's all that's left to hold
Story that's already growing cold

This is our velvet goodbye - (mmm) silent, sweet decay
No screaming words, just watching colors drain (fade) away
Final sip of wine, neon-haunted room (haunted room)
Chasing ghosts of forgotten blooms
Velvet goodbye - softest, sharpest pain (oh, the pain)
Beautiful ending in the pouring rain (rain, rain)

In the rain...
In the rain...
Velvet... velvet...

Mmm... goodbye...
Fading, fading away
Velvet...

Rain Tapes

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In this sick 
And sad society 
Were distracted 
By the masses and 
That truth that be 
Chasing thrills 
In search of dopamine 
Finding 
drugs 
That get us high 
To numb the pain 
That seeps 
Deep within 
This is a bitter dream 
Torn apart 
All of our seems 
The furthest thing 
From teams 
Love is lost 
This is a tragedy 
How did this things turn out so 
 wrong 
This isn’t what it seems 

God please save us from me
Guide  be gently 
I don’t feel that good today
Please just keep the sin away 

Something right 
Feels so wrong 
Late night drives 
To this song 
Reminiscing 
Younger days 
Cos light was brighter
Now it’s gone 

Hard to sleep 
Getting long 
Wide awake 
Deep among 
Damaged souls 
Who long for answers 
Why their hearts 
Were stomped on 

In this dark 
And cold society 
Making fun of the weak 
And chasing clout for free 
Damaged goods 
Forget priorities 
Placing money over worship 
hooked on symphonies 
Now we’ve lost 
All sense of sanity 
Taking pride in temporary 
No humanity 
Oh Wrapped in lust
What is this fever dream 
Watching murder day to day
They turn it to a meme

GOD SAVE US

Your Love

Whisper in the blue light,
Shadows move and twist,
I can feel your heartbeat
Underneath the mist.

Every motion slow, magnetic,
Every breath electric.

Dark wings, circling the night,
Fold me in your silent flight.
Dark wings, closer than skin,
Let the rhythm pull me in.

Silhouettes and saxophones,
Footsteps fade in chrome,
Every note a little sin,
Every line a home.

No words — just feeling,
No fear — just healing.
Midnight jazz and broken light,
Dark wings in flight.

Dark wings, circling the night,
Fold me in your silent flight.
Dark wings, closer than skin,
Let the rhythm pull me in.

Dark Wings

Off My Chest

Postcards from a Past Lane is a collection of places you’ve been, people you lost, and moments you never said out loud.

It opens on “Letters from the Seaside Town,” where salt air and unsent words still feel alive, and moves into “After the Last Train Home,” a nighttime walk through a city that’s teaching you how to keep going. “Paper Lantern Hearts” floats a softer kind of hope, and “The Way Back Home” reminds you that sometimes coming back is the bravest move.

“Maps of the Morning” is early light, coffee, and quiet courage. “Static Between Stars” is the sound of reaching for someone across distance and doubt. “Somewhere the Lights Stay On” promises you don’t have to be okay to be welcome. “Echoes of a Quiet Street” walks the blocks that still remember your name.

By “Half-Life of a Promise,” you’re learning what fades and what doesn’t. “Cathedrals of the Common Day” lifts ordinary life until it feels holy. “Postcards Never Sent” is every almost-said thing you’ve carried for years. “Bright Enough for Two” leaves you in the sunlight with someone who makes the room feel bigger than you thought it could.

Bonus tracks circle the heart of the record:

“Where the Footbridge Starts” is about going back to where you first told the truth.
“First Warm Thought” is for the person who never loved you back but still lives inside your gentlest memory.

These aren’t love songs and heartbreak songs. They’re memory songs. This album is not asking you to relive the past. It’s handing it back to you so you can walk forward with both hands free.

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Cain McClain