Lucky UU

The Midnight Wanderer

This is alt version "I Lose Myself" (White Spell EP)
https://on.soundcloud.com/2Fnd8MDrFTt9U8BZ5q

★ Independent Artist in Winnipeg, MB, Canada ★

The music and lyrical form reflects the moments
in this crazy and beautiful world that I've either
experienced or have personally been witness to.

The stories I share deliver a rapturous, purple
and metaphorical depth within the lyrics to bring
a personal feeling and deep emotional connection.

Copyright ©️ 2025 TJ Real ✪ All Rights Reserved.

Lose Myself

📖 November 1 — The House of Mirage

Today, the house was alive again.
The air carried the scent of herbs and roses, as if the walls themselves were breathing.
Keta’s hands opened hidden paths, Kyrie’s touch sounded like drums made of light,
and Mira let the flowers dance in the warm water.

I sank into the bath and everything went still.
Time lost its shape.
Tears turned into small crystals,
and somewhere between breathing and silence,
I felt whole again.

When we came out, Merlin was waiting with six steaming cups of hot chocolate.
We laughed — soft, glowing laughter —
and it felt as if the universe had paused
just to watch us be sisters.

In the House of Mirage,
everything heals
that dares to be gentle.

Written and conceptualized by Amira Mirage, with creative support from AI for refinement and atmosphere.
© 2025 Amira Mirage. All Rights Reserved.

Soul Sisters - Amira

Beauty in the ruins

Clouded Over

Half my time is borrowed
Half my time is mine
Half my days are narrow
Half I walk the line
One foot in the gospel
One foot in the weeds
Sometimes I catch the fever
Other times I bleed

In between tethered, and torn at the seam
In between thunder, and burning kerosene
In between saved, and still chasing the dream
In between open sky, and the ghost unseen
In between, yeah

I’ve been raised on silence
I’ve been schooled in storms
Cut my teeth on fences
Slept in open barns
Some nights I’m a firelight
Some nights I’m a fuse
Some days I’m the question
Most days I’m the proof

I’ve walked the wire with desire tryna cauterize doubt,
Fought the choir in the fire when my faith burned out.
I’m the sermon and the serpent when the storms come down
Half a hand and half the iron in a rust-belt town
I keep a tally of every scar like a prisoners wall
See the cracks in every pact, then I buried it all
I’m in the gap between the fact and the shape of my sin
Yeah, I’ve been broke, but being broken’s where real changes begin
So let the dust keep a score of the places I’ve been
Let the wind take the win for every loss I spin
I’m in between the in-between. The heaven and the hell
A little hoarse in the throat, but you can't tell

oh, oh, oh, oh Lord

In between tethered, and torn at the seam
In between thunder, and burning kerosene
In between saved, and still chasing the dream
In between open sky, and the ghost unseen
In between, yeah

Still a little bit in between
Yeah, in between
Still a little bit in between

In Between

This is Volume 2 of "What's It's About" (because Revolution sure ain't happening and god knows the kids will pay the price...), EPx6 flows from Burlesque to Jazz, à la sauce Piano with a banjo cherry.

This song started as heartfelt social media comment… In response to a young talented disability attorney and hard-working diversity advocate basically apologizing for making one post about increasing hardship for disadvantaged people, and those who advocate for their basic, human rights. Sigh, American positivity is such a weird hypocritical superficial vain thing to me, especially in the freak context of neo-fasc!st history #ahem 
 
+++ here's my original stream-of-consciousness comment:

This is not about you, or me, it's about documenting the truth. It's about the integrity of American history. It's about exposing the abject lies and cruel actions of an authoritarian regime with no conscience nor accountability. It's about helping each others understand what(tf) is actually happening, ever since a convicted rap!st and recidivist fraudster felon "rigged the elections" (sic). It's about helping each other fight greed and corruption. It's about educating the people, equally. It's about justice, and the importance of transparency. It's about honesty. It's about being brave, and discussing the reality of fasc!sm in this country. 
It's about being kind, and that means being clear. Speaking up is the very least you, and I, and everyone MUST do.
So please, please, DO speak up! Why Not? We must, while we still can… Mass-incarcerations haven't started yet (ha hahem). 

+++ @bananasutra song #lyrics 

[Verse 1]
It’s not ’bout me, it’s not ’bout you,
It’s about the wounds that never heal through.
It’s about pages torn from time,
Truth in exile, buried in rhyme.

It’s about the silence, cold and wide,
Where history’s ghosts are forced to hide.
Not for glory, not for clout,
Just for saying what it’s about.

[Chorus]
What it’s about…
Is the truth they drown.
What it’s about…
Is the breaking down.
What it’s about…
Is the cries unheard.
What it’s about…
Is the weight of words.

[Verse 2]
It’s about a felon crowned in gold,
Feeding lies like they were soul.
It’s about greed with a mask of grace,
Selling fear to stay in place.

It’s about schools that never taught,
And cages built from every “ought.”
It’s about naming what they shout,
Then whispering "that’s what it’s about"…

[Chorus]
What it’s about…
Is the ones they chain.
What it’s about…
Is the hidden pain.
What it’s about…
Is the smoke, the screen.
What it’s about…
Is what freedom means.

[Bridge]
It’s about the cost… of keeping still.
The hush that bends a nation’s will.
It’s not a choice to speak or not,
It’s breath, it’s blood, it’s all we’ve got.

They laugh and call it overblown,
While prisons fill and hearts turn stone.
But kindness cuts the deepest way,
And truth, my love, don’t look away.

[Final Chorus]
What it’s about…
Is the love that stays.
What it’s about…
Is the darker days.
What it’s about…
Is the voice inside.
What it’s about…
Is the will to rise.

[Outro]
So please…
Speak while we still can…
Before the silence
Takes the land.

That’s what it’s about.
Yes…
That’s what it’s about.

[end]
 
Made in the USA #circa2025 with much empathy, hope, #sunomusic and my #aivoice

[01] What It's About • Vol. 02 • BLOWsutra Revolution Ring Piano Jazz BURLESQUE

Freedom says “I love you as you are.” Freedom is the deepest gift you can give.
Immerse yourself in this deep, beautiful track from Lumiphonix (Trisha Powell)

freedom

Anywhere

I wrote this track for a Facebook friend, who's a pretty good singer, he's looking for new material, this might be a little too serious though.

Evil, Evil Lady

You're just a place I go
When I can't be alone
You're just a place I go
Not a person, just somewhere I know
I'll end up at your door
Same as every time before
You're just a place I go

Place I go

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