Winter Kites

I rise, not for breath, but to pull you below,
To the marrow where your certainty won't grow.
You, a whisper sewn in skin and bone—
Hard to follow, easier to dethrone.

Too late for words, we wait through the pale—
Dawn flickers like a match, fragile and frail.
They told you I was dulled and golden-flecked,
But gold’s just rust they haven’t checked.

Each hour marked, I’m dressed for the vanishing—
Every return, it’s just another reckoning.
Each breath I take, I wear like a mourning veil,
Every farewell’s just another funeral trail.

I don’t climb for air—I descend to trace
The fault lines carved in your sacred space.
Outside, the lawn is cluttered with hushed decay—
Leaves without names, and no branches to stay.

Each hour marked, I’m dressed for the vanishing—
Every return, it’s just another reckoning.
Each breath I take, I wear like a mourning veil,
Every farewell’s just another funeral trail.

The Funeral

A song about my best friend I lost when I was 13.

-

I watched the rain fall in the wrong direction
Backwards like breath pulled from a mouth
They said you were resting, I saw you vanish
And no one knew how to talk about death

And we had plans for summer.

I kept your chair the way it faced
As if you'd just stepped out of place
I learned that good was just a word
And sometimes love leaves the deepest mark

Trauma doesn’t end, it rearranges
Lives in the walls and changes faces
I spoke like you, then acted like them
And hurt the ones I tried to defend

Trauma doesn’t end, it rehearses
Moves like fog and speaks in curses
What I buried came back as sound
Soft and sharp—it spins around

I thought I saw you in the hallway mirror
But it was just how I hold my eyes
A child’s truth, too small for grown lies
I copied pain to feel alive

I stopped breathing that summer.

I pass it on, not by choice
In sideways looks and lowered voice
The silence I grew up inside
Becomes the tone I now confide

Trauma doesn’t end, it rearranges
Moves through hands and renames places
I built a self from broken codes
And now I see—I was never whole

Trauma doesn’t end, it rehearses
Carves its name inside the surface
Each breath I take, it breathes with me
A shadow stitched into memory

Trauma

You said my name like biting ice
A shape your mouth still knew by trace
Your smile held but never stayed
Still I reached across the space 

We played the part with morning routine
The same chair, the same window light
But every glance held less of you
And more of someone out of sight 

I’m losing you twice
Once in the room
Once in the light
Fading too soon
You’re here, but not right
Each day a goodbye
I'm losing you twice 

Your words slipped into crooked paths
Unfinished thoughts without their start
And I kept laughing through the gaps
Pretending silence was an art 

Then you slept—
and didn’t—
didn’t stir.
No gasp.
No—
no breath.
Just the hand,
still.
Still the same hand
I held—
I had held
when there was—
when nothing—
when nothing else was left. 

I said your name.
Then again.
Then again.
And again.
Like it could—
like it could hold—
like it could hold
what slipped away. 

I’m losing you twice
Once with your name
Once with the night
No flame, no frame
No final rite
Just chairs still turned
And no one gets twice
I’m losing you twice

Losing You Twice

SAFE SPACE by Nova J 

Get with the program
Sorry, but no ma’am
My life’s not broken
(My life’s not broken)

So why you tryna fix it
Throwin’ snap decisions
You seem so committed
(You seem so committed)

And now you’re tearin’ up my safe space
Doing damage I cannot erase
I don’t wanna go back
(No, don’t wanna go back)
To that dark place
But you keep tearin’ up my safe space

(this is my safe space — ahhh)
(this is my safe space — mm-mm)
(my-my-my… safe space — shhhhhh)
(this… this… this is safe — safe — safe)
(mmm this is my…)
(…safe space — safe space — safe space)

Pushing your opinion
Like it’s your dominion
I’ve got my own rhythm
(I’ve got my own rhythm)

You call it tough love
I call it just dumb
And now the time has come
(And now the time has come)

That you are tearin’ up my safe space
Doing damage I cannot erase
I don’t wanna go back
(No, don’t wanna go back)
To that dark place
But you keep tearin’ up my safe space

(this is my safe space — ahhh)
(this is my safe space — mm-mm)
(my-my-my… safe space — shhhhhh)
(this… this… this is safe — safe — safe)
(mmm this is my…)
(…safe space — safe space — safe space)

I don’t wanna go back to 2022
On my knees cryin’ — I was barely over you
I prayed my way out, with God’s good grace
Now you say get out, of my safe space

(this is my safe space — ahhh)
(this is my safe space — mm-mm)
(my-my-my… safe space — shhhhhh)
(this… this… this is safe — safe — safe)
(mmm this is my…)
(…safe space — safe space — safe space)

My life’s not broken
(So why you tryna fix it)
Pushing your opinion
(Like it’s your dominion)

And now you’re tearin’ up my safe space
Doing damage I cannot erase
I don’t wanna go back
(No, don’t wanna go back)
To that dark place
But you keep tearin’ up my safe space

SAFE SPACE

Sainsonic feat. Synthesizer V Eri - Everyone's a Dreamer

without you

It looked like something torn, not cut
Like silence pulled from under us
Still falling through a room we left
Still shaped by what we never kept

No one held that version of you
Like I did—like I still do
Not the smile, not the sound
No one held you like I do now
No one held you like I do now

There were days you'd fold in light
And I’d pretend that made it right
But joy should never take that long
To find, then vanish into song

No one held that version of you
Like I did—like I still do
Not the fault line, not the flare
No one knew how to stay there
No one knew how to stay there

They should’ve warned me soft things split
Long before they seem unfit
And now the walls are coming down
The weight exposed, the seams unbound
If soft things split—
it tumbles down
Yeah, it tumbles down
it tumbles down

I still think of how you smiled
You moved like something almost wild
But you became the echo left
Of someone I could not protect

No one held that version of you
Like I did—like I still do
Not the shadow, not the cause
Just the shape of what once was

No one held that version of you
Like I did—like I still do
Not the smile, not the sound
No one held you like I do now
No one held you like I do now

Shape Of What Was

Nowadays love ain't what it used to be I know you are that good old days once in a lifetime love I love you so much 💋❤️
https://on.soundcloud.com/yka5azKfACLBqBuokG

Nowadays

Rows of windows all breathing in the dust
I can feel their cold light watching us
All these days, they fall in motion
All these days, we learn to carry stone
Then bleed out again
Then bleed out

This mirror will, will not reflect me right
It forgets the name I held last night
Drink red fourty, hold the silence
Before we all return beneath the stone
Then bleed out again
Then bleed out

Cracked bones, every limb
Burning bright and then goes dim,
Tastless dreams,and grinding teeth
Cut my feet on a jagged reef

All these days, they fall in motion
All these days, we learn to carry stone
Then bleed out again
Then bleed out

We bury our names in love
We bury our names in love

Jagged Reef

She left a thread beneath the dying light
A word half-said, then swallowed by the night
You lit a smoke but never struck a flame
And wore her leaving like a borrowed name

You said her silence felt like choice
But heard the truth behind her voice

I still chase that stubborn light
Flickering beneath the fight
Even if it never stays
I trace its shape across the haze

I still chase that stubborn light
Even when it blinds my sight
What you lose, you learn to find
Where love once burned, it leaves a sign

You drew her laugh into your notebook’s spine
And underlined the parts that made it rhyme
But pages tear in different ways
Some fold in half, some drift away

She wasn’t yours to hold or keep
But she still walks inside your sleep

I still chase that stubborn light
Glowing soft, but never right
Even if it breaks me clean
I follow what was never seen

I still chase that stubborn light
Flickering beyond the night
Even if it fades too soon
It pulls the tide like haunted moons

The heart will build what time erodes
A quiet room with locked-up oaths
I saw you burn your final thread
And light a lamp beside your bed

I still chase that stubborn light
Hiding in the things you write
Even if it slips the frame
I love what doesn’t take a name

I still chase that stubborn light
Even when it leaves no sign
It never stayed, but never strayed—
And still it shines
Still it shines

Stubborn Light

a quickie downstairs while we are busy obliterating ourselves ................theres still peace on the moon.......for now..........peace, and cheers for the listen


frost under foot in the morning
another cold afternoon
thinking how the tides are guided at night
by the hand of the moon

words are sometimes not needed
some things are spoken to soon
but you can't take them back again
like you can't steal the moon

hold tight, anything can happen now
they want to send us all to our doom
fighting for what on this little speck of dust
under the eye of the moon

the seasons will go on without us
life will continue to bloom
some things are just meant to be here
forever like the moon

time moves fast without warning
welcome to the winter of june
sometimes i wish i could fly away
into the arms of the moon


Some Things

Sien jy die berg wat ek moet klim?
Sien jy die dal, met ’n duiwel daarin?
Sien ek vir jou, of weerkaats jy
Weereens teen die druppels in my oë?
Die druppels in my oë

En skep vir my ’n roeping, en ek volg dit blindelings na
Skep vir my ’n roeping, en ek volg dit blindelings na
Vermy vir my, vermy vir my, vermy vir my!
Vermy vir my, voordat jy seerkry
Vermy vir my.
Vermy vir my

Sien jy die pad weg hiervandaan
Het jy die verstand en die voete om dit na te gaan
Het jy die leiband, kan jy lei?
Tot die plek waar ek my verlossing kry

En skep vir my ’n roeping, en ek volg dit blindelings na
Skep vir my ’n roeping, en ek volg dit blindelings na
Vermy vir my, vermy vir my, vermy vir my!
Vermy vir my, voordat jy seerkry
Vermy vir my.
Vermy vir my

En skep vir my ’n roeping, en ek volg dit blindelings na
Skep vir my ’n roeping, en ek volg dit blindelings na
Vermy vir my, vermy vir my, vermy vir my!
Vermy vir my, voordat jy seerkry
Vermy vir my.
Vermy vir my

Sien jy die berg wat ek moet klim
Sien jy die dal, met ’n duiwel daarin

Vermy Vir My

Cast of characters:
Tea R. Sea @tea_are_sea -- Terry – Synthesizers, Ibanez electric guitar, beats, composition, mix, and production
TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– Fender Acoustasonic acoustic guitar and e-bow
K2 and the Three [and the Four] -- @k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums
Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)– @josh-clary-1– Custom five-string fretless bass
Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez– Fender Stratocaster electric guitar
electric wah guitar
Cgmaness – @hiddenhands-760647700 – Chris – vocals, vocal harmonies, and lyrics
This song began its life as a skeleton of beats and synth created by Terry, who also added some crunchy electric guitar hits to it, too. Terry is a very skilled electronic music producer, and frequent collaborator with Stephen for a project they call Texas Tea. It's worth going to check out their other collabs, as well as Terry's solo projects on his and Stephen's page. 
  Even though Terry and Stephen work together frequently, Terry approached Josh with a couple of ideas, and Josh picked this one, so Terry started the project and invited the rest of the band to join in.
 Stephen was the lead off hitter for this one, though, adding his magical and heavily processed acoustic guitar to the bridge in the middle, as well as textural guitar in the entire first half. He also added a couple of cool lines with his e-bow, which he used on his guitar. Ken was next up to bat, adding his always thrilling drums to compliment Terry's beats. Josh went to work next, now that he had a solid beat to work with, added his low-frequency five string fretless bass to it. Tez batted clean up, adding his thrillling Gilmore-esque guitar solo to the end of it. 
  Then, once the music was all finished, we turned it over to Chris so he could add his amazing, psychedelic vocals delivering his original lyrics throughout.
  Once we had everything recorded, we turned it over to Terry to mix, as it was his song to begin with. Terry is an excellent producer with a great ear. Stephen, who is our trained mixer gave him some key advice along the way, too, though.
  This is Eclectic Collective's third song with Terry, and we're always thrilled when he has something to offer us. He's a wonderful collaborator with tons of great songs on his page, that are all worth checking out. We hope you enjoy listening to this as much as we enjoyed creating it.
  Oh, and it's worth mentioning that three of us on this have birthdays this week, too. Chris' was first, on Wednesday, Terry's was Thursday, and Josh's is Friday (today). So, this is an extra special celebratory song for all three of us. We're all so very grateful for our SoundCloud community, friends, and musical family. We appreciate all of you!
Original lyrics by Cgmaness:

Lost in inner space,
questions interlace,
often they're erased.
amnesia's saving grace.
...
Many rising up,
What do you think it means?
Anything at all?
Anything?
....................
Wonder if you feel,
any of this truth?
Root systems occur,
we are one from birth.
we are one.
....
Slow to realize,
something is in the skies.
I cannot be wise.
We are lied to.
Realize, it's all a ruse.
but, we ripple on.
we ripple on.
we are one.
...
And that's when we fell back into,
a very familiar feel.
but I know.
Just pinholes,
just pinholes. 
....
Many rising up,
what do you think it means?
....
Sometimes we have to let go!

Koala Tea (Eclectic Collective with Tea R. Sea)

"Post-mortem Lullaby" drifts gently through shadows, a delicate embrace between loss and release.  

For fans of Chelsea Wolfe, Evanescence, Emma Ruth Rundle, and Billie Eilish.

Post-Mortem Lullaby

I have always been fascinated by the first Planet of the Apes movies so I thought I'd write a song about it. Special thanks to David (Hand on the Rock) for inspiring me to write this song and for helping me with the chorus lyrics.
***
In the planet of the ape’s movie in 1968
Astronauts crash landed on a planet that was in a sorry state
They stumbled across a society intelligent of apes who could speak
And there were humans, but they were mute and weak
They’d been asleep in their hibernation pods and 2006 years had elapsed
And somewhere during that time humanity had collapsed
And the astronauts didn’t realize they were on the planet where they’d been born as the apes hunted them and they hid in a field of corn
Just like Charlton Heston, we could be walking on that beach
To late to save our Lady Liberty, she’s been toppled sunk and breached
You maniacs you blew it up will we rant and rave like Chuck
Hope it’s not too late, who wants that monkey fate, hope we smarten up
I wonder what those apes are thinking as they’re sitting in their cages at the zoo
Are they biding their time, making plans for what they’re goanna do
Are they dreaming of the day when they’re on the other side of that glass wall
Are they patiently counting the minutes, waiting for humanities downfall
The apes killed one of the astronauts and they stuffed him and put him on display j
Just like trophy hunters do with animals today
The Astronaut named Taylor, he got shot in the throat
He was unable to talk, so he got a pen and showed the apes what he wrote
The apes realized he was intelligent, and it shook them to their core
And the forbidden zone was a place they weren’t supposed to explore
Taylor met a girl he named Nova, she couldn’t talk but she was pretty.
A couple of apes helped them escape to what used to be New York city
And they rode together on a horse on a beach that looked like the west coast
Until they found that statue and realized humanity was toast
Just like Charlton Heston, we could be walking on that beach
To late to save our Lady Liberty, she’s been toppled sunk and breached
You maniacs you blew it up will we rant and rave like Chuck
Hope it’s not too late, who wants that Monkey Fate, hope we smarten up
The planet of the ape’s is supposed to be science fiction
Let’s hope it doesn’t turn out to be an accurate depiction

Planet of the Apes

Cold Dreams, Warm Souls

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

Band Lineup:
The Grimm Gospel - Gothic Folk, Psychedelic Folk
Winter Kites - Electro-Indie, Synth, Down Tempo
Minor Ritual - Indie, Post Rock
Field Of Ashes - Ambient Post Rock
Zach Rye Band - Folk & Singer Songwriter
The Velvetines - 70's Psychedelic Rock 
Ryder Lux - Pop & Tropical House
James Morrisoni - Classic Rock
The Quiet Verse - Lo-Fi Hip Hop, Soul & Rap
The Weeping King - Soulful Rock, Alternative Rock
Two Tribes Theory - Rap, Reggae, Afrobeat Fusion
Knox County Ghost - Outlaw Country

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.

#MelodicEthereal #Reggae #HipHop #Country #70s #SingerSongwriter #Pop #Soul #Folk #Electronic #Melodic

Shape Of What Was

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