Name: Can We Just Be Friends by Dream Pop Productions in Dream Pop Album #5: Weeping Willow Weep for Me
Duration: 3 min 59 s
Description: Man loves woman but one night instead of a kiss he gets the line: "Can We Jut be Friends." What a buzz kill. Anyway, he's not into being in the friend zone so he commiserates a bit before opting out. Have a listen.

Dream pop and dream pop blues for easy listening

Dream Pop Album #5: Weeping Willow Weep for Me

Too Unkind

Outside

Classic story of romantic break up and heart break. Woman laments loss of her love so she does what many people do: sits in her apartment drinkin' and smokin' and feelin' alone. Nice lyrics and instrumentation in my view. What do you think? 

Smokin' Drinkin' Feelin' Alone

Smoking Drinking Feeling Alone

I can vividly remember riding the Southern Shore highway in Newfoundland on the bench seat of my uncle’s Buick - the feel of the fabric, the colour, and those sounds from the stereo. There was a cassette with a red cover and the black silhouette of a man on it: Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs by Marty Robbins. That record stuck with me, and it is what brought "The Many Deaths of Rose Murphy" to life…and death, I suppose. There’s nothing quite like a good murder ballad, and I needed to write one of my own. 

This one was recorded live in one take, with only the pedal steel added afterwards - sung around a couple of mics, just like it would have been done years ago. So sit back, let your mind wander to 1909, and enjoy one of "The Many Deaths of Rose Murphy".

The Many Deaths Of Rose Murphy

Tragic tale of love lost and depressed man finding solace in whiskey and blues, but with a dream pop flavor. Cool congas.

Whiskey Blues & You

Travelling musician has spent years on the road playing bars to "sodden ears that could not hear." He now misses his sweetie, so he's driving home to get "back in baby's arms..." He decided to take a pretty violinist home with him in the backseat. Not sure what "baby" will think about that...  

Back In Baby's Arms

Man loves woman but one night instead of a kiss he gets the line: "Can We Jut be Friends." What a buzz kill. Anyway, he's not into being in the friend zone so he commiserates a bit before opting out. Have a listen. 

Can We Just Be Friends

Seagull

Man is crazy in love with woman so metaphorically says they can share a love asylum for two. Sounds nuts right...you'll have to listen to the song.

Asylum For Two

LOST SUNSHINE is a diary of fragile light — the warmth we chase, lose, and try to find again.
It’s the sound of late mornings and long nights, of smiles that hide exhaustion, of tenderness surviving the noise.
Blending intimate pop and electro textures with soft R&B edges, the album explores vulnerability, desire, and the quiet strength of rebuilding yourself after the storm.

Every track is a fragment of daylight: a whisper of hope, a confession in motion, a reflection of what it means to glow even when everything fades.
Inspired by the emotional depth of Billie Eilish, the pulse of Dua Lipa, and the candor of Angèle, this record turns melancholy into color — sadness into rhythm, silence into breath.

This isn’t just pop.
This is light learning how to live again.

I Resist

IF YOU'RE LOVED AT CHRISTMAS

EP 'Reflections' is a collection of songs that feel like a secret shared with friends: the kind you listen to on headphones while staring at city lights from your window or on a lazy Sunday morning with a warm drink in your hands. Sunny has a gift for weaving dreamy, bedroom-pop melodies with a surprising, soulful depth that hits right in the chest. It's intimate and cozy but never fragile-there's a warm strength in these tracks.

'Reflections' is the audio equivalent of a well-worn sweater and your favorite quiet spot. A thoughtful continuation of the album 'Two of Us', it doesn't ask for your attention but invites you in to relax, unwind, and get lost in your thoughts. Press play, and let the world outside fade away for a little while.

Gimmie, gimmie

I left the door open too long.
Light crawled in,
touched everything I couldn’t name.
Dust circled like old prayers,
too quiet to believe in.

Streets crack below,
each car another beat borrowed from your world.
I think of you in the reflection
not your face,
just how still the glass was after you left.

If I’m still somewhere,
it’s between stars,
in the pause between a sound and its proof.
A small, patient sound
forgetting who made it.

I walk until the sky erases the idea of destination.
Billboards speak in light I can’t translate.
The moon flickers,
as if buffering another planet’s thought.

I used to write lists of things to fix
now I just listen to silence,
wait for it to rhyme.

If I’m still somewhere,
it’s not for long.
Every error grows tired of spelling.
Every goodbye becomes a friend.

Night folds around me,
neither kind nor cruel.
Just enormous enough
to call it peace.

Still Somewhere

Lonely girl waits under a weeping willow tree for her lover who never arrives. Heart broken she asks the willow tree to cry for her. By morning the willow tree still stands but the young woman is gone, the willow knows about the power of the flowing waters nearby...have a listen.

Weeping Willow Weep for Me

Man suffers break up with loved one and it's so bad that he decides to leave town...what better/faster way to leave than on an airplane...one with silver wings. Dreamy slow dream pop ballad, easy on the ears...I believe and a very strong vocal. Have a listen. Added bonus, the entire song lyrics follow below:

 [Verse]

Silver wings fly me away, can’t stay another day
Tell myself forget the past, flash of freedom never lasts
Tell my head it’s life anew, but in my heart there’s only you

[chorus]

Silver wings on you I fly, on your wings I say goodbye
To love I’ve lost forever more, to pale blue eyes I still adore
Your wings lift me to the sky, places only eagles fly
Where winds flow with grace caring not for time and space...(time and space...) 

[verse]

Silver wings take me away to a place with sunny days
Where memories disappear like jet trails in thin air
Where thoughts aren’t just of you, a place where life begins anew...(begins anew...)

[CHORUS]
Silver wings on you I fly, on your wings I say goodbye
To love I’ve lost forever more, to pale blue eyes I still adore
Your wings lift me to the sky, to places only eagles fly
Where winds flow with grace caring not for time and space (time and space...)

[verse]

Silver wings fly me away where sunrise brings another day
When all my thoughts aren’t just of you, a day when life begins anew, 
when life begins brand new…silver wings I fly with you...

Silver Wings

A song about losing a friend in December.

SNOW IN HEAVEN

MUSIC MADE IN CANADA: Music has been a large part of my life since my teen years when I started playing guitar. Used to play popular pop and country songs in bars, songs written by other artists but for past couple decades have focused entirely on writing and producing my own songs across a number of genres: pop, country, blues, and more recently dream pop and what I'm calling whiskey blues dream pop, a style that merges the two and that seems complimentary to my ear. I believe each style can sound good and give people pleasure: that's my goal in writing. Now I produce sounds featuring both male and female vocals as the lyrics dictate; variety is the spice of...well, you know. Thanks for listening.

Can We Just Be Friends

Dream Pop Productions

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