Good Vibes Only

Humans

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"You’re not my happy ending—you’re my tragic, beautiful beginning."

Beautiful beginning

I keep the volume low.
Your ghost still pings sometimes,

I scroll for warmth in plastic light,
each face repeats the same good night.
No blood, no pulse, just patterned waves,
we’re data ghosts pretending grace.

I feel your name behind the screen,
it fades before it ever breathes.

Touch me through my digital skin,
tell me I’m real before I log in.
Every feed’s a mirror, cracked but clean,
every thought recycled, machine to machine.
If I’m alive, it’s by design —
a loop that ends where I confide.

We dream in numbers, sleep in codes,
love translated into modes.
Your typing stops — that’s how I know
the algorithm let you go.

I see your shadow in the scroll,
too perfect to be whole.

Touch me through my digital skin,
tell me I’m real before I log in.
Every feed’s a mirror, cracked but clean,
every thought recycled, machine to machine.
If I’m alive, it’s by design —
a loop that ends where I confide.

We are the crowd,
we are the code.
Lonely together,
never alone.

Touch me through my digital skin,
tell me I’m real before I log in.
Erase the silence, fake the sin,
love me once before I begin.

The page refreshes,
and I’m gone again.


Digital skin (Alternative Rock reload)

Have you ever thought what living life is like for a clever little mouse in your house?

The Clever  Little Mouse

Round AND Round

A bright and witty indie tune about turning life’s messes into magic.
Mud Pies and Lemons celebrates imperfection — finding beauty in chaos, laughter in loss, and art in the everyday. 🌦️

Fingerpicked acoustic guitar meets soft synth pads in a warm, melodic flow.
For dreamers, optimists, and everyone who knows how to make lemonade out of life’s mud pies. 🍋✨
Lyrics, concept & creativity by me – music produced with AI (Suno).

TaniSa - Mud Pies And Lemons

I don’t want no suit made of gold,
no smile rehearsed, no story sold.
I want a voice from the corner store,
someone who’s been hungry before.
I want a leader that knows the ground,
not one who flies above the sound.
One who’s seen the bills unpaid,
and still believes in better days.

I Want a President

Sometimes words just fade away,
but the feeling stays the same.
Like an echo that keeps repeating,
soft inside your heart.
It never really vanishes,
just hides behind the pain.
And in the end, we have to let them free again.

Let Them Fly

Die Nacht davor

Dieser Song ist Teil des Albums "Zwischen Sternen und Staub"

Galaxie im Herz

I always found my home in art; be it visual art OR music.
After working in art, writing & dJing for years, now I'm concentrating on creating my music.
Like all my art, my songs come from my inner world, from within; they are the outlet for my memories, thoughts and feelings. They are my passion and therapy wrapped together and each one is an emotional journey.
Since you made it to my page,  pick a song, sit back and go on the journey with me.

The Clever Little Mouse

MICCORE