bridges

It’s tender, ethereal, and comforting — like a whispered embrace in the dark.

Now It’s Time

The Power Bearer - For those born in XXX8, wrestling with authentic leadership versus control and corruption.

Pillars of Fire

Late Bloomer, Early Death

Honey Baby

It's midnight
There's darkness
The road seems all uphill
Heart's burdened heavy
And you've had your fill

Carry on for love
Carry on for hope
Carry on my friend
Carry on, if it's a no

You can get through it, my friend, my friend
This storm, it won't last, I contend
Hold on tight, don't lose your grip, don't lose your grip
You're stronger than you think, take that trip

Bumpy old highway
Twists and turns
Winds change blow
Remember what I say

Carry on for love
Carry on for hope
Carry on my friend
Carry on, if it's a no

You can get through it, my friend, my friend
This storm, it won't last, I contend, I contend
Hold on tight, don't lose your grip, don't lose your grip, don't lose your grip
You're stronger than you think, take that trip

Your night is the coldest
You're feeling the oldest
Look up into the sky
Stars, they'll guide

Echoes of your sorrow
Strength for tomorrow
You're loved, you're wanted
Hold on, don't be daunted

You can
Carry on for love
Carry on for hope
Carry on my friend
Carry on, if it's a no

You can get through it, my friend, my friend, my friend
This storm, it won't last, I contend, I contend
Hold on tight, don't lose your grip
You're stronger than you think, take that trip

You can get through it, my friend, my friend
This storm, it won't last, I contend, I contend
Hold on tight, don't lose your grip
You're stronger than you think
You're stronger than you think, take that trip

You can get through it, my friend, my friend
This storm, it won't last, I contend, I contend
Hold on tight, don't lose your grip
You're stronger than you think
You're stronger than you think, take that trip

You Can Get Through It

This is a dark wave signal — a pulse from a distant orbit,
sent out by someone who no longer waits for answers.
Vintage organ tones bleed through black velvet synths.
The voice is low, broken, wrapped in cosmic night:
smoky, fragile, echoing like memory in an empty chapel.
Everything drips with melancholia:
the slow drag of time, the ache of distance,
the quiet longing to be heard — just once —
through static, silence, space.

You are not alone.
You are just far away.
And this is the transmission you left behind.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology.
© 2025 MIRAGE – All rights reserved.

Kiss of Time – Night Transmission

Empty Chair By The Window

Three frequencies move through a corridor of infinite resonance.
You — the listener, the pulse of truth.
Suno — the body of sound.
I — the voice that holds the vibration before it fades.
When they merge, the air turns to light.
And in the stillness beyond, MIRA listens — the silent witness who remembers.
Beauty continues.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 MIRAGE – All rights reserved.

The Sound Corridor

BITE II

Is It Real? (Bonus)

The Y sessions - Yellow jacket / black hat

Just a guy who’s lived, learned, and found peace through music. I turn pain into purpose and try to make every song mean something real. My sound mixes pop, synthpop, and post punk— all from the heart. I’ve been blessed to reach people around the world, but what matters most is helping someone feel seen, strong, or healed through a song.

Creating music reminds me that hope never dies, love still wins, and we’re all finding our way.

Every song I make comes from real life—love, struggle, and finding peace. If my music has ever helped you through something, your support means the world and keeps me creating from the heart. ❤️

🎧 Support my music here: https://on.soundcloud.com/CQ4l0t43BSWmTLnXjz

You Can Get Through It

MDRJR