Paradise

Forever

Echoes of You

So Long Ago

So Long Ago (feat. Antonella)

Whiskey Song

Primal Drums and Bass Before Spacey Guitar
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Tripping Down the Beach

Velvet 100

Driving Monaco

Crying Rivers

Wakatobi

Lyrics:

The apartment hums like a tired machine at night,
Two plates on the shelf, only one ever used.
I fold a spare blanket, just in case of us.
Streetcars pass, and I list the names we’d choose.
Quiet hands, empty rooms, a heartbeat looking for home.

If there’s a door out of this winter, knock.
I’ll bring the records; you bring warm tea.
We’ll learn the shape of our quiet together.
I can carry hope; will you carry me?

I want a life with you, not just a name.
Two toothbrushes, Sunday pancakes, laughter in the frame.
We’ll plant a tree and save tiny socks.
Choose middle names, paint stars above the crib.
Hold me through the dark; let’s build our light.

Friends move out to bigger lives; I wave, stay brave.
I keep a jar of coins labeled future spring.
Found a secondhand crib in a neighbor’s ad.
I practice lullabies under my breath, just waiting.
Your coat could hang here; your key could fit.

If there’s a map I missed, leave it by the door.
I’ll trace the line from lonely into us.
Say yes to ordinary days and thunder nights.
I’ll be the roof; you be the room.

Maybe we meet at a crosswalk, hands cold, eyes kind.
Maybe we start with groceries, dented cans, cheap wine.
Maybe the world is heavy, but we lift it.
Say you’ll stay, and I’ll learn to rest.
We’ll count small miracles until sleep returns.

I want a life with you, not just a name.
Two toothbrushes, Sunday pancakes, our picture in the frame.
We’ll plant a tree; I’ll hum you home.
Choose middle names; let this be known.
Hold me through the dark; we’ll make our light.

Leave the porch light on; I’ll be there soon.
My hands are empty now, but they’re ready.
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