Voices swirling in my mind,  
They pull me close, I’m trapped, confined.  
Taking hold, they twist and twine,  
In this chaos, I’m losing time.  

Let them go, set me free,  
Lock them up, they can’t have me.  
Without their shadows, I’ll find my way,  
My heart ignites, I’ll seize the day.  

Thoughts are racing, a tangled fight,  
A thousand wires, no end in sight.  
Whispers creeping, soft but loud,  
Misleading echoes, I’m lost in the crowd.  

This nightmare will pass, I’ll find my light,  
Though everything’s breaking, I’ll stand and fight.  
I can’t run, but I’ll hold my ground,  
Maybe this rain is where strength is found.  

This nightmare will fade, the dawn will break,  
Through the storm, I’ll learn to wake.  
Though it feels like I’m falling apart,  
With hope in my chest, I’ll mend my heart.  

Let them go, set me free,  
Lock them up, they can’t have me.  
I’ll be stronger, I’ll rise and soar,  
Through the shadows, I’ll find what I’m fighting for.  

This nightmare will pass, I’ll find my way,  
Though everything’s crumbling, I’ll be okay.  
I can’t run, but I’ll face the fear,  
Maybe this rain is just a tear.

Voices

Sometimes loving yourself is the love you need the most.

A fractured heart was all I knew
But now I'm finding something new
Left a trail of broken dreams
I carried them, 
carried them, 
carried them through

I'm unafraid of who I am
This mind’s a map, not foreign land
The silence turns to steady streams
It carries me, 
carries me, 
carries me true

I gave all the love I had
For something real, not something sad
Small-town soul with a world to claim
I broke the cycle, rewrote the game

Now I see, now I see
Loving me was the key for me

How many stars have lost their glow?
Letting them go was all I’d known
Saw the dawn 'fore the night was gone
Still I carried, I carried, I carried on

Now I see, now I see
Loving me was the key for me

Now I see, now I see
Loving me was the key for me

I don’t need those chains, I’m free now
Off this ride, I’ll take the lead now

Now I see, now I see
Loving me was the key for me

Now I see, now I see
Loving me was the key for me

Loving Me

A song based on Icarus. His blind ambition ultimately led to his downfall.

You Rise, You Fall

I met a man with a silver chain,  
His hands on the lever, his eyes in the rain.  
He said, “This train is bound to go,  
But where it ends, no one can know.”  

Tracks and ties, they lead and stray,  
Every mile takes something away.  
The more you hold, the less you find,  
The ticket’s stamped, the clock won’t mind.  

I asked him then, “What makes you stay?  
What keeps you running this endless way?”  
He laughed and leaned on the window pane,  
“Each face I meet is a fleeting flame.”  

Tracks and ties, they lead and stray,  
Every mile takes something away.  
The more you hold, the less you find,  
The ticket’s stamped, the clock won’t mind.  

The night grew thick; the wheels still sang,  
The echoes of passengers’ words still rang.  
“They all want answers, a promised shore,  
But the train just moves, and nothing more.”  

Tracks and ties, they lead and stray,  
Every mile takes something away.  
The more you hold, the less you find,  
The ticket’s stamped, the clock won’t mind.  

“There’s beauty in motion, in the fleeting hand,  
In the fields we cross, in the shifting sand.  
Connections break, like threads in the night,  
But some still burn, and some take flight.”  


The dawn was pale as the train slowed down,  
The man disappeared without a sound.  
I stepped off the car, the rails behind,  
And I held the thought: the ties must bind. 

Tracks and ties, they lead and stray,  
Every mile takes something away.  
But the ones you hold, with heart and mind,  
Are the ties that last, the ones that bind.  

Tracks and Ties

You greet me through the red wine's haze,
Softly singing, pulling me
Through the quiet, endless maze,
Where the sun won’t shine.

You drift to me in fractured dreams,
A fleeting truth, or so it seems,
A whisper calling from the seams,
Where the sun won’t shine.

You see my darkened, weathered guise,
But never pause to question why,
As shadows stretch and daylight dies,
When the sun won’t shine.

You trace my steps,
You pen my soul,
You spin me ‘round,
As if to take control.
A wheel unbroken,
An endless seal,
You bind me to you,
Like a speckless wheel.

Through every twist, through every fall,
You’re there to catch, or not at all.
Your quiet voice, a haunting sound,
That pulls me deep, that spins me ‘round.

You find me where the shadows play,
Where dawn retreats and won’t betray,
A heart that’s lost along the way,
Where the sun won’t shine.

You take the pieces of my strife,
And weave them into threads of life,
An artist working without a knife,
Where the sun won’t shine.
You trace my steps,
You pen my soul,
You spin me ‘round,
As if to take control.
A wheel unbroken,
An endless seal,
You bind me to you,
Like a speckless wheel.

So lead me where the sun won’t rise,
Through shadowed paths and endless skies.
I’ll follow where your whispers lie,
Until the sun forgets to shine.

Sun Don't Shine

Based on the speech "Man In The Area" by Theodore Roosevelt.

Man In The Arena

When you meet the one, even if you are from different corners of the world.

Long Way From Home

There was a time we were weightless,  
Spinning dreams like paper kites.  
We built a world between the silence,  
A golden thread through endless nights.

She spoke in riddles by the riverside,  Her laughter brighter than the sun.  
We watched the tide erase our footprints,  
But the journey had only just begun. 

All the colors fade, but the song remains,  
It lingers like a secret on the breeze.  
Through the chaos, love will hold its place,  
An echo in the heart that never leaves.

The world was mad, and we were foolish,  
Chasing shadows no one sees.  
Still, we danced beneath the ceiling,  
Where the stars hung low, like fallen leaves.

Every moment stretches wider,  
Through the cracks, the light will seep.  
The sun will rise on fields of wonder,  
Where all who wander plant their seeds.  

All the colors fade, but the song remains,  
It lingers like a secret on the breeze.  
Through the chaos, love will hold its place,  
An echo in the heart that never leaves.

So let the time go, let it flow,  
Like a river finding peace.  
In every ending, something grows,  
A quiet hum that never sleeps.

All The Colors Fade

Blockbusters Baby

Unravel

There’s a devil ridin’ shotgun,  
Smokin’ every bridge I’ve built.  
He grins at the wreckage,  
Feeds on my guilt.  

I won’t let him take control  

The devil’s ridin’ shotgun, but I’m holdin’ the reins
Tryin’ to keep my grip through the thunder and the pain
He’s got his claws in deep, but I won’t let him go
The devil’s ridin’ shotgun, but he won’t take my soul
He hides in the shadows,  
Speaks in a voice like mine.  
Every turn he’s laughin’,  
Darin’ me to cross the line.  

The devil’s ridin’ shotgun, but I’m holdin’ the reins
Tryin’ to keep my grip through the thunder and the pain
He’s got his claws in deep, but I won’t let him go
The devil’s ridin’ shotgun, but he won’t take my soul

There’s a devil ridin’ shotgun,  
Smokin’ every bridge I’ve built.  
He grins at the wreckage,  
Feeds on my guilt.   

The devil’s ridin’ shotgun, but I’m holdin’ the reins
Tryin’ to keep my grip through the thunder and the pain
He’s got his claws in deep, but I won’t let him go
The devil’s ridin’ shotgun, but he won’t take my soul

There’s a devil ridin’ shotgun, but tonight he’s outta luck  
He’s still whisperin’ curses, but I ain’t givin’ up  
I’ve got both hands tight on the wheel, my eyes on the road ahead  
The devil’s ridin’ shotgun, but he won’t drive ‘til I’m dead

Devil's Ridin’ Shotgun

Hearts Spill

She caught the train to Georgia when the summer turned to ash,  
Left me standing in the doorway with her suitcase and my past.  
The wind was whispering secrets as the night began to fall,  
Now the stillness fills the silence like a shadow on the wall. 

She lies in Georgia, where the red clay meets the pine,  
Some say she found salvation, some say she crossed the line.  
She lies in Georgia, but the truth won’t let me sleep,  
‘Cause I can’t tell if it’s her sins or mine that cut so deep.  

Her words were soft as velvet, but her heart was hard as stone,  
I begged her not to leave me, but she had a will her own.  
I followed close behind her, through the pines and through the pain,  
Now the trees keep all our secrets, and I can’t outrun the rain.  

She lies in Georgia, where the red clay meets the pine,  
Some say she found salvation, some say she crossed the line.  
She lies in Georgia, but the truth won’t let me sleep,  
‘Cause I can’t tell if it’s her sins or mine that cut so deep.   

....She lies in Georgia.... 

There’s a weight beneath the soil, and it pulls against my chest,  
Like the roots of every promise that I broke when she confessed.  
I said I’d love her always, but the rage don’t know that word,  
And now her name’s the only prayer my shaking hands have ever heard. 

She lies in Georgia, where the red clay meets the pine,  
Some say she found salvation, some say she crossed the line.  
She lies in Georgia, but the truth won’t let me sleep,  
‘Cause I can’t tell if it’s her sins or mine that cut so deep.  

....She lies in Georgia.... 

She lies in Georgia, where the red clay meets the pine,  
Some say she found salvation, some say she crossed the line.  
She lies in Georgia, but the truth won’t let me sleep,  
‘Cause I can’t tell if it’s her sins or mine that cut so deep. 

She lies in Georgia....


She Lies in Georgia

Roots uproot when di ground shifts still,  
Lost in di noise, wi forget our will.  

I see reflections in a screen, they don’t look like me (nah),  
History distorted, pixel clarity.  
The culture of my youth feels foreign to my tongue,  
Dialects fade out in the songs that we’ve sung (oh jah).  
Chasing trends, I lost the trail to my own name,  
Adapting to survive, but it’s never the same.  
Elders taught the stories, but we left them unread,  
Replaced wisdom with a hashtag instead.  
So now I’m tracing my steps, trying to reclaim,  
The echoes of my people, the truth in my name.  
Fragments of tradition stitched back in the seams,  
Rebuilding my heritage in digital dreams.  

"Ukuphila emhlabeni kudinga inkokhelo,  
Imisebenzi yesintu ayikwazi ukutshatyalaliswa."
(Sifuna ukukhumbula, sifuna ukuphila,  
Izithethe zethu mazihlale zomelele.)  
Dem capture we soul in di fleeting glow,  
Screens define di faces we don’t even know.  
Wi roots dem call, but wi drown di sound,  
In dis cultural clash, wi cyaan be found.  

Dem seh modern times, but di cost is steep,  
Wi sell di heart of di culture wi keep.  
Language lost like di leaf in di breeze,  
And identity drown in di deepest seas.  
But di drum still beat in di old-time way,  
A call fi di lost ones, come back and stay.  
From di dancehall riddim to di fireside chant,  
Wi rekindle di spirit fi di things wi want.  
Tradition nah vanish, it sleep in di land,  
Wi only need touch it fi overstand.  

I’m learning to walk back, one step at a time,  
Each phrase I reclaim feels like crossing a line.  

Wi nah lost; wi just need di key,  
Di past nah gone—it live in wi.  

"Ukuphila emhlabeni kudinga inkokhelo,  
Imisebenzi yesintu ayikwazi ukutshatyalaliswa."
(Sifuna ukukhumbula, sifuna ukuphila,  
Izithethe zethu mazihlale zomelele.)  

Dem capture we soul in di fleeting glow,  
Screens define di faces we don’t even know.  
Wi roots dem call, but wi drown di sound,  
In dis cultural clash, wi cyaan be found.  

"Sigcina izithethe, siyahlonipha." 
(Sigcina izithethe, siyahlonipha.)  

We’re not erasing the past; we’re carving it new,  
(Sigcina izithethe, siyahlonipha.)  

Di fire still burn, di roots still grow,  
(Sigcina izithethe, siyahlonipha.)

Cultural Capture

I’ve got the scars, you hold the steel,
But you don’t know how to face what’s real.
Let’s tie the threads, forget the pain,
And leave before the ghosts remain.

And if you ever feel the edge,
Cold steel beneath your skin,
You’ll know where it begins.
If numbness is what you choose, that’s fine.
And if the glow was too faint,
Romantic as it paints,
It’s still me—
I’ve got…

Daylight,
So sharp,
It cuts through me.
Someday,
I’ll find
The shadow to be free.

Shade for my eyes,
Shade for my,
Shade for my eyes.
My eyes.

I see the signs near Rosemont,
Dreams sold for a song.
And if you ever feel the blade,
It’s just where it belongs.

Shade for my eyes,
Shade for my,
Shade for my eyes.
My eyes.

Let’s leave the past, let’s leave the night.
I’ll take my shade and shield my sight.

Shade (For My Eyes)

A Little Bird Has Sung

Through lost and winding roads, we stray, you and I, hand in hand,  
Soulmate of my heart, yet your name I don’t understand.  
Circles in my restless mind tempt me to the dark,  
Of childhood dreams and grown-up schemes, of passion’s fleeting spark.  

Another year is tossed onto the growing pile (it’s gone),  
Time twists and turns, it waves me on, yet life moves swiftly on (moves swifty on).  

Forgotten shadows dance across the cold, stark wall,  
Faded figures reaching out as every hour falls.  

Do you still recall the days  
When we walked in simpler ways?  
Now the years have blurred your face,  
And your name I can’t retrace.  

The sun is sinking, swallowed by the coming night,  
Silence lingers, waiting like an executioner’s bite.  

I search the echoes of the past for truths I left behind,  
A thousand moments, fleeting, lost within my wandering mind.  

Your voice, a whisper carried on the restless winds of time,  
A haunting song of love and loss, of reason and of rhyme.  

Through lost and winding roads, we stray, you and I, hand in hand,  
Soulmate of my heart, yet your name I don’t understand.  
Circles in my restless mind tempt me to the dark,  
Of childhood dreams and grown-up schemes, of passion’s fleeting spark.

We Stray

Caught Up in Tennessee

Translated Cover of the seminal Afrikaans song "Skadu's Teen Die Muur" By Koos Du Plessis

Shadows On The Wall

Stay Away

Can you see the mountain I must climb?
Can you feel the weight of borrowed time?
Do I see you, or just a trace,
A mirrored ghost in tears I face?

Call me to purpose, I’ll follow it true,
Blindly I’ll walk, if it leads back to you.
Stay away, stay away, don’t let me destroy,
Stay away, stay away, before hearts deploy.

Do you hear the truth in what I say,
Or wander lost, just miles away?
Do you seek the answers on my lips,
Or let them fall to the dark abyss?

Do you know the path to break these chains,
Have you the strength to bear the pain?
Do you push past limits just to defy,
Or dream of wings that learn to fly?
Am I the one you’ll leave behind?

Call me to purpose, I’ll follow it true,
Blindly I’ll walk, if it leads back to you.
Stay away, stay away, don’t let me destroy,
Stay away, stay away, before hearts deploy.

Stay Away


Copper And Coal

You shine like copper in the dying sun,  
All fire and shimmer ‘til the day is done.  
But I’m the coal beneath the mountain’s weight,  
Burning in the dark with a heart full of hate.  

We’re forged in heat, we’re bound in flame,  
But what we are, we’ll never change.  

Copper and coal, we’ll never be the same,  
One burns bright, one feeds the flame.  
You’re a spark in the sky, I’m the black in the hole,  
Two sides of the fire—copper and coal.  

You’re the one they treasure, the one they hold,  
A ring on their finger, a story told.  
But I’m buried deep where the sun don’t reach,  
Fuel for the fire, but hard to keep.  

We crack, we fight, we bend, we break,  
But in this fire, we’re both awake.  

Copper and coal, we’ll never be the same,  
One burns bright, one feeds the flame.  
You’re a spark in the sky, I’m the black in the hole,  
Two sides of the fire—copper and coal.  

Oh, the heat rises, the sparks fly,  
We clash in the dark where shadows lie.  
No good can come from this heavy load,  
But we keep on burning—don’t let it go.  

Copper and coal, we’ll never be the same,  
One burns bright, one feeds the flame.  
You’re a spark in the sky, I’m the black in the hole,  
Two sides of the fire—copper and coal.  

Yeah, you shine like copper, and I burn like coal,  
We’re the heat of the world, but we’re out of control.  
Oh, copper and coal... two sides of a fire,  
Forever tangled, bound to desire.  

Copper And Coal

House Of Ash 

Oh Mercy! 

The house stood quiet on the edge of the gray,
The walls still carried what the fire took away.
I crossed the threshold with dust in my chest,
Where you once sang and silence did the rest. 

The air was thick with the weight of our sins,
Your name still burning where the prayer begins.
I’ve held the ember, I’ve kissed the flame,
But love don’t shelter; it calls your name. 

Oh, mercy never made its home,
Where we built love from blood and stone. 

Let the wind move through the house of ash,
Where fire wrote our names and passed.
If loving you was meant to burn,
I’d light the match and not return.
I’d light the match and not return. 

The boards still groan where your footsteps stayed,
A shadow stretched against the glass that frayed.
Your hands remain in the soot and the stain,
The kind of love that won’t wash out with rain. 

We fed the blaze with what we couldn’t speak,
You struck the spark, but it was mine to keep.
And though it burned, and though it tore,
I’d lay the kindling just once more. 

Oh, mercy never made its home,
Where we built love from blood and stone. 

Let the wind move through the house of ash,
Where fire wrote our names and passed.
If loving you was meant to burn,
I’d light the match and not return.
I’d light the match and not return. 

When the roof gave way and the sky broke through,
The light fell down where I still stood with you.
I could leave, but this ground is mine,
Where flames once spoke and love was divine. 

Sing for the walls that couldn’t stay,
Love built in ash will blow away. 

Let the wind move through the house of ash,
Where fire wrote our names and passed.
If loving you was meant to burn,
I’d light the match and not return. 

Let the wind move through the house of ash,
Where the past was carved and won’t come back.
If loving you was meant to burn,
I’d light the match and not return. 

If loving you was meant to burn,
I’d light the match and not return.

Where the past was carved and won’t come back.
If loving you was meant to burn,
I’d light the match and not return. 

Oh mercy

If loving you was meant to burn,
I’d light the match and not return.

House Of Ash

Roots Don't Hold 

I found you by the river’s bend,
Your shadow swayed where the waters end.
Your hands like branches, your voice the breeze,
You taught me love in a grove of trees.
But roots don’t hold when the flood runs high,
And rivers ache to kiss the sky.
We drank from the same, unyielding stream,
But every drop fell toward the sea. 

Oh, I’ve prayed to the tide to stay, 
But the waters keep running away. 

Hold me where the roots take hold,
Love me ‘til the flood runs cold.
If we’re just borrowed by the tide,
Let’s bloom before the waters rise. 

Your laughter echoed where the cypress grew,
A melody the earth once knew.
But soil erodes when the storm breaks through,
And even love can’t hold that truth.
I’ve chased your shadow through the reeds,
With every step, the river feeds.
And though the current pulls me down,
I’ll cling to you till we both drown. 

Oh, I’ve prayed to the tide to stay
But the waters keep running away. 

Hold me where the roots take hold,
Love me ‘til the flood runs cold.
If we’re just borrowed by the tide,
Let’s bloom before the waters rise. 

The tide’s not cruel, but it won’t forgive,
It takes and leaves what it must to live.
But even as the banks give way,
Your name remains where the waters stay. 

Roots don’t hold when the flood runs high,
And rivers ache to kiss the sky.
Hold me where the roots take hold,
Love me ‘til the flood runs cold.
If we’re just borrowed by the tide,
Let’s bloom before the waters rise.
Hold me where the roots take hold,
Love me ‘til the flood runs cold.
If we’re just borrowed by the tide,
Let’s bloom before the waters rise. 

The roots remain where the river goes,
And every bloom is born to flow.

The roots remain where the river goes,
And every bloom is born to flow.

Roots Don't Hold

When It Fades 

Are we holding on too tightly?  
Can we let it breathe?  
Oh, we could try to deny it,  
But it’s plain to see.  

The weight of us is heavy, and the cracks begin to show,  
I wish I could forget, but my heart won’t let it go.  

If you tell me it’s ending, I won’t try to fight it,  
Let it fade.  
If the light starts dimming,  
We don’t have to save it or make it stay.  
I will love you anyway.  

The silence feels like thunder,  
Breaking through the air.  
The words we used to lean on  
Are no longer there.  

The echoes of forever are quieter each day,  
I wish I could believe that we’d find another way. 
If you tell me it’s ending, I won’t try to fight it,  
Let it fade.  
If the light starts dimming,  
We don’t have to save it or make it stay.  
I will love you anyway.  


The dreams we painted might turn to grey,  
But love doesn’t vanish—it just finds its way,  
To linger in the quiet, where hearts once lay.  

If you tell me it’s ending, I won’t try to fight it,  
Let it fade.  
If the light starts dimming,  
We don’t have to save it or make it stay.  
I will love you anyway.  

Oh, I will love you anyway.

When It Fades

I can feel the weight you’re carrying, though you never say a word  
It lingers in the silence, in the spaces left unheard  
You don’t have to fight this on your own  
The walls you build around you, they only make it colder  
But I’ll keep knocking ‘til I break through, shoulder to your shoulder  
You’re not alone  

If you look out to the horizon, there’s a fire burning still  
Flickering but steady, on a quiet hill  
It’s a place where you can rest, where your heart can heal  
If you’ve lost your way  
I’ll stay right beside you.
I’ll stay right beside you.
Through the storm, through the night  
I’ll stay right beside you  
When you can’t find the fight  
I’ll stay right beside you  
And I’ll hold the light  
I’ll stay right beside you  

Tell me what you’re running from, the shadows in your mind  
I’ve seen the way they whisper, like they’re trying to rewind  
It’s okay, I’ve been there too  
But if you let them pull you deeper, they’ll take all you’ve been making  
I won’t let them take you, no, I’ll keep your heart from breaking  
Let me through  

If you look out to the horizon, there’s a fire burning still  
Flickering but steady, on a quiet hill  
It’s a place where you can rest, where your heart can heal  
If you’ve lost your way  
I’ll stay right beside you  

I’ll stay right beside you  
Through the storm, through the night  
I’ll stay right beside you  
When you can’t find the fight  
I’ll stay right beside you  
And I’ll hold the light  
I’ll stay right beside you  

---
 
I see the scars you’re hiding, and the weight beneath your breath  
The way you look for answers in the shadowed arms of death  
But you are not a burden; you’re a story yet to write  
Take my hand, take a step  
You don’t have to make this right  

---

I’ll stay right beside you  
Through the storm, through the night  
I’ll stay right beside you  
When you can’t find the fight  
I’ll stay right beside you  
And I’ll hold the light  
I’ll stay right beside you  

If you look out to the horizon, there’s a fire burning still  
Flickering but steady, on a quiet hill  
It’s a place where you can rest, where your heart can heal  
If you’ve lost your way  
I’ll stay right beside you.

I Am Right Beside You

The Deal

The walls feel like strangers, / they’ve heard it all before.  
Footsteps echo softly, / as we tiptoe past the doors.  
Pictures on the mantle, / we never stop to see 

The ghosts of what we were / locked in their silent plea.  

We’re masters of avoidance, / but the cracks are sinking in.  

There are rooms we don’t go in, / where truths are left untold.  
Secrets gather dust, / and our silence takes its toll.  
But the weight keeps pressing harder, / and our silence is our sin.  
How can we move forward / with these rooms we don’t go in?  

The kitchen holds the laughter / of days we’ve left behind.  
The bedroom bears the battles, / the words that crossed the line.  
We live in different corners, / pretending it’s all fine,  
But these walls can’t hold the weight / of everything we hide.  

What if we opened the door, / faced the mess inside?  
Would it shatter us completely, / or bring us back to life?  

There are rooms we don’t go in, / where truths are left untold.  
Secrets gather dust, / and our silence takes its toll.  
But the weight keeps pressing harder, / and our silence is our sin.  
How can we move forward / with these rooms we don’t go in?  

There are rooms we don’t go in, / but maybe it’s time we should.  
If we face them together, / maybe we’ll find something good.  


Rooms We Don't Go In

I have carried him…  
Through hollow lands…  

I have carried him through hollow lands,  
Through broken gates, through wasted hands.  
I have carried him through hollow lands.  
I have carried him.  

The wind does not bend where my shadow's been.  
The wind does not bend.  
The wind does not bend.  
They do not hear him call their name,  
Not at first. Not at first.  
But their blood remembers,  
And their blood will answer.  

The dust does not rise where his shadow has been.  
The dust does not rise.  
The dust does not rise.  

The rivers turn black where my feet falls,  
The wheat turns to dust in his breath.  
The rivers turn black where my feet falls,  
The wheat turns to dust.  

The sun does not burn where his shadow has been.  
The sun does not burn.  
The sun does not burn. 

The bit is rust, the reins are bone,  
The sky cracks open, but none look up.  
They kneel, they weep, they claw the dust.
But no one runs. No one runs. No one runs. 

I have carried him through hollow lands.  
Through broken gates. Through wasted hands.  
I have carried him. I have carried him.  

And still, he rides.  
And still—  
he rides.  
he finds.

And still, he rides.  
And still—  
he rides.  
he finds. 

I have carried him through troubled lands.  
Through rusted gates. Through washed hands.  
I have carried him. I have carried him. 
I carry him. 


Pale Rider

He comes where the earth splits wide,
Where the iron sings and the rivers run dry. 

I was born in the belly of a war drum,
Fed on black powder and blood-red sun.
I rise where the fever takes hold of the land,
Where the swords get sharp and the bones turn to sand. 

He don’t whisper, he don’t plead,
He moves like fire on a gasoline sea.
Where he goes, the ground don’t heal,
Where he rides, the mothers kneel. 

And I ride, I ride, I ride, I ride!
Let the rivers drink their fill of rust,
Let the fields be choked in dust.
I ride, I ride, I ride! 

The sky is a wound that never mends,
Smoke in the east, screams on the wind.
They pray to their gods, they sharpen their knives,
But war don’t take sides—
it only survives. 

Build your walls, stack your stones,
Sharpen your teeth, polish your thrones.
Sharpen your teeth, polish your thrones.
No king stands when the tide runs red—
When war comes knocking, war takes heads. 

And I ride, I ride, I ride, I ride!
Let the rivers drink their fill of rust,
Let the fields be choked in dust.
I ride, I ride, I ride!

Red Rider

"If the world gets heavy, let me hold you, baby
I’ll be here till we pushing daisies
Through the cracks, through the pain, we ain't fading
I’ll be here till we pushing daisies."

Late nights, lights low, thoughts spiral, mind cold
Heart got a padlock, past got a tight hold
Said love just a typo, struck through the right code
Now you playing silent, stuck on a dial tone
Pain paint pictures, love leave stitches
Trauma like a tax, we all got interest
Tryna make cents, but we short on riches
Tryna find peace, but the war’s relentless
I see it, I feel it, I know where you been
When you cut off the world, I’ma still check in
You been living like a ghost in your own damn skin
But flowers still bloom where the cracks run thin

Let me be the roots when you feel too weak
Let me be your words when you can't speak
A daisy in the dark still learns to breathe
A love like this ain't built for speed
But if you let me stay, I’ll plant my seeds

"If the world gets heavy, let me hold you, baby
I’ll be here till we pushing daisies
Through the cracks, through the pain, we ain't fading
I’ll be here till we pushing daisies."

I ain’t tryna fix you, love, that ain’t the way
You ain’t broken, just a rose that been rained on today
I know you think love just withers and fades
But the strongest roots hold through the hurricanes
So take your time, let the sun hit slow
A little light, a little love, and watch your soul grow
They say nothing beautiful survives in the city
But I see daisies breaking through the cracks, staying pretty

"Let me be the earth beneath your feet
When the weight too much, just lean on me
Every tear you shed just feeds the ground
And I swear, I ain't leaving now..."

"If the world gets heavy, let me hold you, baby
I’ll be here till we pushing daisies
Through the cracks, through the pain, we ain't fading
I’ll be here till we pushing daisies."

"Through the cracks, we still grow...
We still grow... we still grow..."

Pushin' Daisies

I see the fire creepin' closer,
I feel the embers kiss the breeze.
Looks like the end is drawin' over,
Tonight, we’re beggin' on our knees.

Oh, don't you see it creepin',
It’s gonna burn our souls.
There’s an ember leapin',
Hungry, outta control.

Hear that timber crackin' thunder,
See them sparks light up the sky.
Ash fallin' down, six feet under,
That fire's ragin', five miles wide.

Oh, don't you see it creepin',
It’s gonna burn our souls.
There’s an ember leapin',
Hungry, outta control.

Hunger is the flame, it’s growin',
Hearts poundin', gotta fly.
The devil's loose, and there's no knowin'
If we'll see the mornin' light.

Oh, don't you see it creepin',
It’s gonna burn our souls.
There’s an ember leapin',
Hungry, outta control.

Oh, don't you see it creepin',
It ain't gonna pay no cost.
There’s an ember leapin',
And everything is lost.

The fire creeps, it got no mercy,
It swallows all that it can see.
If you hear the cracklin' curses,
Run now, or burn with me.

Cracklin’ Curses

I see the world through a flickerin’ screen,
Lord, Each headline's another bad dream.
“Man down in Memphis,” “Flood took the town,”
“Fire in the hills, burned the whole place down.”
Oh, that’s how they sell it, trouble on the rise,
It ain’t no fun ‘til someone dies. 

I'm watchin' the world burn, sittin' on the sideline,
Safe in my chair while the stories unwind.
Watchin' the world burn, watchin' the flames climb,
Lord, it’s the way that we’ve been made to survive. 

They’re sellin’ us sorrow, we buy it in spades,
Gotta feed that hunger 'fore it fades away.
Blood hits the dirt, tears hit the sky,
Mama holds her baby, whisperin', "Why?"
But I keep watchin’, a sickness in my soul,
Drawn to the darkness, ain't got control. 

I'm watchin' the world burn, sittin' on the sideline,
Safe in my chair while the stories unwind.
Watchin' the world burn, watchin' the flames climb,
Lord, it's the only way we know to survive. 

Bullets through the churchyard, drums on the wind,
We’re all just creatures when the dark creeps in.
Turn your eyes, but the smoke still fills your lungs,
We’re wolves in the shadows, waitin’ for the sun. 

I’m watchin’ the world burn, can’t save it this time,
Safe in my chair while the flames reach the sky.
Watchin’ the world burn, no tears left to cry,
Lord, it’s the only way we’ve learned to survive. 

Ashes fall like rain, drown the world in grey,
Smoke hides the stars, and the night takes the day.
Oh, we watched it all burn, never looked away. 

Oh lord, we never looked away. 

Ashes fall like rain, drown the world in grey,
Smoke hides the stars, and the night takes the day.
Oh, we watched it all burn, never looked away. 

Oh lord, we never looked away.

Drawn To The Darkness

I saw it play out like a rerun, cold frame freeze,
Staring at the shadow in the mirror—it ain't me.
Lines on my face, traced like spider veins,
I tried to climb out, but I’m tangled in the pain.
She left the front door open; I left my pride inside,
Stepped into the storm, they call me Mr. Darkside.
Every corner I turn, there’s a ghost on my back,
And every night’s another fight with the panic attacks.

But it feels kinda sweet, this self-destruction,
Fueling my fire, dysfunction in action.
I’m a train off the tracks with no place to go,
But it’s a hell of a show.

Oh, Mr. Darkside,
Spinning down the spiral, no place to hide.
I’m the king of bad decisions, the jester of regret,
Living for the fall ‘cause it ain’t happened yet.
Yeah, Mr. Darkside,
Wearing scars like trophies, swallowing pride.
Every light I chase is just a firefly,
And every truth I’ve buried is another lie.

But least I ain't Mr. Brightside!

She said, “Don’t you dare call me when you’re falling apart,”
But every missed call’s a dagger straight to my heart.
I’m a secondhand martyr, smoking bridges to ash,
Writing love letters in bottles, throwing ‘em back.
I hear the whispers, yeah, they know my name,
They see the wreckage but can’t feel the flames.
Tried to drown the guilt, but the drink won’t stay,
Now I’m just a guy who lets the shadows play.

But least I ain't Mr. Brightside!


But it feels kinda sweet, this slow corrosion,
Killing myself just to keep in motion.
I’m a car with no brakes heading downhill,
But I’m chasing the thrill.

Oh, Mr. Darkside,
Spinning down the spiral, no place to hide.
I’m the king of bad decisions, the jester of regret,
Living for the fall ‘cause it ain’t happened yet.
Yeah, Mr. Darkside,
Wearing scars like trophies, swallowing pride.
Every light I chase is just a firefly,
And every truth I’ve buried is another lie.

But maybe the night ain’t so bad,
Maybe these cracks in my mask ain’t all sad.
I’ve been breaking, bending, burning, learning,
The fire inside me is still worth returning.
If I fall, then I’ll fall with style,
And if I rise, it’ll be worth the miles.

But least I ain't Mr. Brightside!

Oh, Mr. Darkside,
Spinning down the spiral, no place to hide.
I’m the king of bad decisions, the jester of regret,
Living for the fall ‘cause it ain’t happened yet.
Yeah, Mr. Darkside,
Wearing scars like trophies, swallowing pride.
Every light I chase is just a firefly,
And every truth I’ve buried is another lie.

Call me Mr. Darkside,
I’ll be dancing on the edge until the night dies.
Yeah, call me Mr. Darkside,
Even broken wings can still touch the sky.

Call me Mr. Darkside,
I’ll be dancing on the edge until the night dies.
Yeah, call me Mr. Darkside,
Even broken wings can still touch the sky.

Mr. Darkside

Another smile, another line,
A handshake sharp as a butcher’s knife.
We’re drowning in the static blur,
Words that fall, but never stir.

Fake connections, hollow tones,
No one cares, we’re all alone.
The louder the voices, the less they mean,
I’m suffocating in this machine.

Small talk, big lies, I’m caving inside,
Trapped in the static where the truth collides.
Give me something real, or let me decay,
I’m breaking from echoes that steal me away.

I see the cracks beneath their masks,
A fragile world that’ll never last.
Every laugh’s a hollow drum,
An anthem for a heart gone numb.

Strip it down, tear it apart,
Is there a pulse beneath the scars?
A flicker of light in the endless dark,
Just one honest spark to ignite my heart.

Small talk, big lies, I’m caving inside,
Trapped in the static where the truth collides.
Give me something real, or let me decay,
I’m breaking from echoes that steal me away.

Empty words, they drift like smoke,
A hollow laugh, a half-told joke.
The same old dance, the endless grind,
A circus act for a fractured mind.

Talk in circles, spin the web, who’s winning?
All this surface, but there’s no real beginning.
Handshake, smile, it’s a well-rehearsed skit,
But the soul’s not invited, just the counterfeit.
Small talk’s static, white noise for the masses,
Filling up the void with paper-thin flashes.
No depth, no dive, just shallow streams,
Where truth gets strangled and dies unseen.
Rip the mask, let it burn, let it fall,
Give me silence or something that says it all.

Small talk, big lies, I’m caving inside,
Trapped in the static where the truth collides.
Give me something real, or let me decay,
I’m breaking from echoes that steal me away.

So take your script, your polished play,
I’m done with the noise, I’m walking away.
Small talk, big lies—it’s all the same,
But I’ll rise from the chatter, no longer your game.

Small Talk, Big Lies

I’m not what you wanted, wanted, wanted, wanted!

You say I’m too quiet, then hate when I shout,
Call me out for hiding, then shut me down.
I’m trying to bend, but you want me to break,
How many pieces do you need me to make?

Guess I'm not what you wanted, wanted, wanted, wanted!

I’ve tried on every face you keep asking to see,
But none of them fit in the world you’ve built for me.

'Cause I’m not what you want, no, I’ll never be,
You’ve got a thousand versions, but none of them are me.
Too hot when I’m near, too cold when I’m gone,
I’m always too right until I’m proven wrong.
And I ain’t what you want, I ain't what you need,
Just a shape you’re twisting, trying to make me bleed.

And I ain’t what you want, I ain't what you need,
Just a shape you’re twisting, trying to make me bleed.

Whoa-oh-oh, I’m not what you want!
Whoa-oh-oh, I’ll never be enough!

You tell me I’m reckless, then call me a bore,
Say I give too much, then complain there’s no more.
I cleaned up your mess, but you still see the stain,
Every solution just brings more complaints.

Guess I'm not what you wanted, wanted, wanted, wanted!

I’m running in circles, chasing your praise,
But I’m breaking apart while you’re winning the game.

'Cause I’m not what you want, no, I’ll never be,
You’ve got a thousand versions, but none of them are me.
Too hot when I’m near, too cold when I’m gone,
I’m always too right until I’m proven wrong.
And I ain’t what you want, I ain't what you need,
Just a shape you’re twisting, trying to make me bleed.

And I ain’t what you want, I ain't what you need,
Just a shape you’re twisting, trying to make me bleed.

I’m tired of this dance, where the rules always change,
I’m building myself up just to rearrange.
I can’t wear this mask, it’s cracking apart,
So take all your demands and my shattered heart.

Guess I'm not what you wanted, wanted, wanted, wanted!

'Cause I’m not what you want, no, I’ll never be,
You’ve got a thousand versions, but none of them are me.
Too hot when I’m near, too cold when I’m gone,
I’m always too right until I’m proven wrong.
And I ain’t what you want, I ain't what you need,
Just a shape you’re twisting, trying to make me bleed.

And I ain’t what you want, I ain't what you need,
Just a shape you’re twisting, trying to make me bleed.

Whoa-oh-oh, I’m not what you want!
Whoa-oh-oh, I’ll never be enough!

I’m not what you want… but at least I’m me.



Not What You Wanted


One, two— you pulled me in
Three, four— lights go dim
Five, six— taste of sin
Seven, eight— can’t feel my skin
Nine, ten— out again 

Gloves laced tight, step into the ring
You fake a soft touch, then let the hook swing
Dizzy from the way that you dance ‘round truth
Lips like venom and a fist so smooth 

"One, Two" 

Your love’s a bell that never stops ringing
I’m punch-drunk, seeing stars, ears still singing
Ropes keep swaying, I’m back against the wall
Ref won’t call it—guess I’ll take the fall 

10 count, 10 count— hit the mat, black out
K.O., fatal— you love like a knockout
10 count, 10 count— down, no way out
Eyes roll back while you’re standing proud 

You fight dirty, I should’ve known
Sweet words, sharp jabs, cut to the bone
Your love’s a left hook, dressed in lace
All wrapped up, wrapped in place
Swinging shadows on the wall
Blood-red moon, hear the sirens call
I chase the ghost, I chase the high
You throw the match, I kiss the sky

"Three, Four" 

10 count, 10 count— hit the mat, black out
K.O., fatal— you love like a knockout
10 count, 10 count— down, no way out
Eyes roll back while you’re standing proud 

Glass on the counter, last drink, last round
My demons got demons, they ain't backing down
Blood on my collar, sins on my skin
Every high got a low, every loss got a win
Woke up on the floor, sheets smell of sin and decay
Lost count of times that my lover's walked away
Got a fist full of cash, got a soul full of rust
Still shadowboxing ghosts in the back of the club
City lights flicker like a 12-round fight
Every love that I touch got a poisonous bite
Sweat drips slow while I stare at the clock
It’s the 10th damn time that I’ve tried to stop 

"Five, Six"


Lights flashing, faces fade
Crowd screaming, too late to be saved
She’s a queen with a cruel embrace
Blows a kiss— I’m erased

"Seven, Eight"


10 count, 10 count— hit the mat, black out
K.O., fatal— you love like a knockout
10 count, 10 count— down, no way out
Eyes roll back while you’re standing proud 

One, two— still in your spell
Three, four— straight back to hell
Five, six— no last wish
Seven, eight— can't escape
Nine, ten— out again



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Tech enthusiast. Lifelong songwriter. I use AI to make music.

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I’ve been writing and performing music since my younger days, though life took me on a 20-year journey through the tech world. Songwriting has always been my passion—a way to capture emotions, stories, and moments. Now, with the help of AI, I’m turning my lyrics into the music I love to listen to. 

Don't like AI music? That's all good, I am not trying to make money or take the shine from awesome live artists, I just like to write the stories I like to hear.

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