Name: 4 u by Mike Béke
Duration: 4 min 42 s
Description: a song about getting cheated on but not having the ability to let them go

처음 마주친 그 날, 별들이 사라져
결국 끝이라는 걸 알았었지만
푸른 밤 하늘에서 마주보던 너의 눈빛은
몹시 찬란했었다

그 밤 그 거리에는 너의 모습들이
나지막히 나를 뒤흔든다
우리 흔적들이

너의 품, 너의 숨결, 너의 꿈까지
너의 밤, 너의 바다, 너의 별까지
그 모든 걸 품고싶었던 나인데
돌아섰던 뒷모습만 떠오른다

너의 품, 너의 숨결, 너의 꿈까지
너의 밤, 너의 바다, 너의 별까지
이토록 널 다시 바라고있어도
네 눈빛은 멀리 떠나간다

ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ

데모입니다!
연락을 기다립니다!
작곡&작사&앨범기획
데모라서 믹싱은 별로더라도, 멜로디의 가능성을 알아봐주시면 감사하겠습니다!
감사합니다!

작곡 & 작사 : 드궁
비트 : 드궁

※ 문의는, 사운드클라우드 메일 혹은 ehomedaying@naver.com

너의 품, 너의 숨결, 너의 꿈 (demo)

Waves of Fate

In waves of fate, 
where beams may slide, 
there in the dream is drawing light.
There in the right moment of time, 
in your soul at a cross of paths. 
There in your eyes are stunning dreams, 
stars are dancing on the scene.
There in your eyes are stunning dreams, 
drawing love from star beams.
From stuck in time, where tracks are bound, 
there in the dream is the way out.
From the time warp between pain and joy, 
there fate means hope, darkness never more.
There in your eyes are stunning dreams, 
stars are dancing on the scene.
There in your eyes are stunning dreams, 
drawing love from star beams.


Waves of Fate

Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Vladymir John / MATOKI 
Track Art by 505

Lyrics:
Everyday I walk you to the door
I wait for you to come back home again
You tell me you don't want to be rich
Just enough to get by
You make me smile in faces you draw
And I like you for that
You're living your minimum wage
Or not even

Then you do it everyday of the week
The week, the week
It's getting under my skin
Under my skin

Like the way the inks in your skin tell your story
I didn't know that we used to live in one city
Now we write songs when we feel like we have things to say
We write songs about our cats
Or how you almost died today

Then you do it everyday of the week
The week, the week
It's getting under my skin
Under my skin
Then you do it everyday of the week
The week, the week
It's getting under my skin
Under your skin

Restart the system I suppose
You work until you break your bones

Everyday I walk you to the door
I wait for you to come back home again



Under My Skin

Why I Love You

Midnight Whispers is my third installation in the continuity from the albums  "Everything I Didn't Say" and "Velvet Switchblade". A further introspective into what made us even tick in the first place.

I used to tape songs off the radio
And pretend they knew my name
Now I just scroll 
Same voices, less flame

Cracked ahh tool still skips just like my trust
Time stretched in old camcorder dust
Tried to fast-forward through my youth 
But ended up stuck in “pause” with you...

We weren’t golden, just grainy
Memory rendered in VHS rain
We aged like pixels
But never played again

We’re static youth 
All buzz, no signal left
Tuned to frequencies
That never quite connect
You were the dial I spun too hard
Till all I got was snow
Now I just hum in empty halls
Where old reruns used to glow

Every mixtape ends
Every B-side fades
We were limited edition
But forgot we’d degrade!

We’re static youth 
Ghosts of F-FM waves
Heard, and then gone
Like bedroom graves

You were the dial I spun too hard
Till all I got was snow
Now I just hum in empty halls
Where old reruns used to glow.

#love

Static Youth

I Do

The sun sets down (1).wav

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Art Rock, Slowcore, Indie Rock, Alternative

monoculture (i)

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Haunt, I'm scared so.
I'm a dead willow. People scare me and they curse me.
Sweet dream, my friends. Don't have nightmares 
because it's been so hard on. Don't you die.
You're one who killed him. Like a ghost. You're one who killed him.
I don't know anything. Haunt, I'm scared so. I'm a dead willow.
People scare me and they curse me. You, sweet dream, my friends. Don't have nightmares because it's been so hard on.
Don't you die.

Aaanna Japanese Special - Haunt

is a tribute to frayed guitars, busted voices, and those who keep going when everything else says stop.
It’s not about polish. It’s not about perfect rhyme.
It’s about guts, grit, and that one riff you never forget — even when your hands are shaking.

I see you

a song about getting cheated on but not having the ability to let them go

I'm just a little guy
Business Email: Michaelbekemusic@gmail.com

4 u

Mike Béke

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