Lost Highways

Baby, you scaled the walls around me
I can't believe you found me
And set me free
You gave me
A reason to keep living
And still you keep on giving
You know no greed

Wake me
Shake me
This feels a little like it's a dream
Make me
Believe that you're as good 
as you really seem

Take me
To places I ain't seen
Where grass don't give no greener
I need to breathe
Baby, this is your finest hour
You've given me the power
To believe

Wake me
Shake me
This feels a little like it's a dream
Make me believe 
That you're as good as you really seem

Wake me, shake me, this feels a little like it's a dream
Make me believe that you're as good as you really seem

Wake me
Shake me
This feels a little like it's a dream
(This feels a little like it's a dream)
Make me believe 
That you're as good as you really seem

Wake me
Shake me
This feels a little like it's a dream
(This feels a little like it's a dream)
Make me believe 
That you're as good as you really seem

Music and Lyrics by T. Hall ©️2025

Walls

They say time heals all things
I say it mostly trips over its own feet

Met you again where the decades blur
You said, "Still late?" - I said, "Yes, sir!"
Your cufflinks winked like they knew my crime
We've both gone crooked but kept in rhyme

The jukebox wheezed out our favorite scene
All scratched-up vinyl and nicotine sheen
You took my hand like a borrowed line
And said, "One more round with Father Time?"

We're slow dancing with Time, he's drunk and polite
Keeps stepping too close, then fading from sight
The clock's out of tune, the seconds won't stay
But somehow your rhythm still knows my sway

Your tie's out of fashion, your grin's still gold
My shoes are wiser, my jokes got old
But listen - the silence still hums our name
A syncopation no hour can tame

You said, "We were wild", I said, "Define"
You laughed like a line that refused to align
If grace is a beat, then we missed it twice
But oh, what a beautiful mess imprecise

We're slow dancing with Time, in half-lit disguise
Trading our minutes for borrowed replies
No countdowns, no chimes, no grand design
Just one more spin in that crooked line

Tick, tick - he's a jealous bandmate
Turns every encore to a clean slate
But let the fool rewind the reel
We'll keep the outtakes he tried to steal

Maybe Time's just a tired MC
Spinning his stories, forgetting the key
We fill in the groove he drops too soon
And rhyme off-beat beneath a lazy moon

No vows, no clocks, no metaphors thin
Just rhythm - and maybe a little gin
He counts the measures, we count the lies
And still find truth where the silence sighs

We're slow dancing with Time, and stealing the lead
Twisting his tempo till hours concede
The band fades to black, the metronome's mine
Still holding your gaze - still slow dancing with Time

Careful now, don't rush the rhyme...
We're only as young as the next bad line

Slow Dancing with Time

Old man

A Smooch Is Not Enough

Comme une lumière posée sur l’hiver, cette chanson t’invite à t’asseoir, à respirer, et à te souvenir que le monde peut encore être doux.. Laisse-toi porter par les voix, les silences et les mots, et retrouve toi autour de la table, là où les cœurs se rencontrent un peu plus sereinement..

Noël, tous autour de la table

A dark, genre-blending descent into mental overload and loss of control, mixing jazz fusion, funk-rock, and spoken rap. It explores numbing pain, system crashes of the mind, and feeling trapped in a cycle of coping, pills, and false fixes in a world that feels unreal.

devil's payroll

Lyrics: Fred Offret
Music: Fred Offret
Vocals, Guitars, Synths & Electro arrangement: Fred Offret

© all rights reserved

Withdrawal

Erebus

EREBUS

Darling, don't you ever leave me 'cause my sadness will consume me in the Dark

DARK

LoNe WolF - The Ranger [Revolution Mix]


Album: Avant-Garde [Deluxe Edition] (2026)


Mixed & Mastered By: LoNe WolF






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Avant-Garde [Deluxe Edition]

The Ranger [Revolution Mix]

🎸 Artist & Composer 

"turning pain into somethin great.. 
a guitar and a dream... it's all it takes."

Lost Highways

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