Step into the storm with Orla Callan’s haunting Celtic ballad of the Cailleach, the Winter Queen of Irish folklore. Known as the shaper of mountains and bringer of storms, the Cailleach rules the cold with her staff of frost.

This song blends Riverdance-style rhythm with ethereal Enya-inspired harmonies, bringing ancient myth to life through music. Let the bodhrán drums and layered vocals carry you into the timeless lore of Ireland.

🌿 About the Song:
The Cailleach is one of the most powerful figures in Celtic mythology. She brings winter’s bite, carves the land with stone and storm, and stands as the eternal counterbalance to Brigid, the goddess of spring.

✨ If you love Celtic myth, folklore, and music that connects to the old stories, this track is for you.

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From the mountain, winds are born,
Snow and ice, the land is worn.
Rivers freeze, the valleys sleep,
Secrets of the hills she keeps.

Hear the drum, let the echoes fly,
Voices rise to the darkened sky.
Winter queen, through the night we stand,
Cailleach shapes both sea and land.

Stone and thunder mark her reign,
Shadows sweep across the plain.
Through the mist her power flows,
In her hand the cold wind blows.

Hear the drum, let the echoes fly,
Voices rise to the darkened sky.
Winter queen, through the night we stand,
Cailleach shapes both sea and land.

Winter queen, oh guide our song,
Drums of earth will keep us strong.

Hear the drum, let the echoes fly,
Voices rise to the darkened sky.
Winter queen, through the night we stand,
Cailleach shapes both sea and land.

Winter queen, oh guide our song,
Drums of earth will keep us strong.

Cailleach – Song of the Winter Queen (Celtic Lore)

In a Minor Key

“Denim Dreams” is a nostalgic journey through faded moments and small-town summers that never quite leave your heart. It’s a story of two souls stitched together by youth, cheap thrills, and blue jeans — finding beauty in the ordinary and love in the in-between. With a warm, rootsy pop-rock energy that shimmers between joy and reflection, the song feels like a whistled memory — light, familiar, and echoing long after it fades. It celebrates the way memories linger, even when everything else moves on. It’s that feeling of driving home at sunset with the windows down — somewhere between goodbye and forever.

„Denim Dreams“ ist eine nostalgische Reise durch verblasste Erinnerungen und endlose Kleinstadt-Sommer, die das Herz nie ganz loslassen. Eine Geschichte zweier Menschen, verbunden durch Jugend, Leichtsinn und Blue Jeans – voller Schönheit im Alltäglichen und Liebe in den Zwischenmomenten. Mit einem warmen Pop-Rock-Sound, der zwischen Freude und Melancholie schimmert, klingt der Song wie eine gepfiffene Erinnerung – leicht, vertraut und lange nachhallend. Er feiert, wie Erinnerungen bleiben, selbst wenn alles andere vergeht. Es ist dieses Gefühl, mit offenen Fenstern in den Sonnenuntergang zu fahren – irgendwo zwischen Abschied und Für immer.

Denim Dreams

She wore denim like a promise made
In a laundromat two blocks from Broadway
Sipped her Coke, feet bare on the tiles
Said, “Cheap dreams still last a while”

I fixed the jukebox with a pocketknife
Played “Rocket Man” like it saved my life
She laughed and said, “You’re not too old”
Then danced like no one ever told her no

Denim dreams never fade
Even when the sky turns grey
You and me, small-town parade
No gold, just jeans, and lemonade
Na Na Na – we stayed
Mmh Mmh Mmh – we played

Her lipstick smudged on my hoodie string
She stole a ring from a vending machine
Wrote her number on a diner check
Said, “Call me if your world goes wrecked”

“Don’t wait for life to get fancy,” she said,
“Blue jeans are made for falling instead.”

Denim dreams never fade
Even when the years betray
You and me, fire escape serenade
No crown, no plan, just a beat-up cascade
Da Da Da – we stayed
Mmh Mmh Mmh – we played

We didn’t rise, we didn’t fall
Just lived between the cracks in it all

Denim dreams never fade
Not even when you walk away
Your echo’s stitched in yesterday
Still got your thread in my parade
Na Na Na – okay
Mmh Mmh Mmh – halfway

Streetlight buzz, an empty frame
And a jacket that still smells like rain


Denim Dreams

Song written in 2002 about the passing of my parent. The song came to me in a dream. I woke up at around 2am in the morning to go and record the song before I forgot. Weird how that happens....  :-)

This song is available for artist cut, and publishing, sync, and licensing.
This project is a songwriting showcase for artists, and publishers.
Contact: tsdmusic73@gmail.com
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Don't Worry Now (Songwriter's Version)

This is a song I've based on an old guitar recording. The lyrics were written to fit the motif and the song is performed by persona Miss B and is produced with Suno v5.

Lyrics © Señor Barends

Your shoulder near mine carries more than you say 
A small drift of warmth that doesn’t hurry away 
You pause like you’re weighing a thought you won’t name 
Just for a brief moment, but I feel it all the same
So I breathe where you breathe, letting our pulses align

Your fingers trace idle shapes on the edge of the table 
Slow circles and half-lines, unfinished but stable 
I catch how you linger before looking my way 
Like your thoughts drift a little, then quietly stay 
And the room feels smaller each time you turn toward me

If you lean an inch, I feel it all the way through 
Your nearness settles me, the way warm light settles dew 
No need for louder signs, no grandeur or rush 
Just your quiet leaning close, close enough to touch 
And somehow that small distance means so much

Your voice drops low when you're thinking out loud 
Barely above the hush of this settling crowd 
I hear every tremor, each unguarded tone 
Like the things you don't say want their moment to roam 
And I follow their footprints straight back to your side

If you lean an inch, I feel it all the way through 
Your nearness settles me, the way warm light settles dew 
No need for louder signs, no grandeur or rush 
Just your quiet leaning close, close enough to touch 
And somehow that small distance means so much

Maybe we don’t name it yet, maybe we just let it grow  
I don’t need answers tonight, I just need you to know  
If the world stayed quiet like this, I’d stay  where I am  
In the soft pause before you turn toward me again
Right next to you, your hand almost touching mine...

If you lean just a breath, I feel it deep in my chest  
Your nearness steadies me, honest and effortless  
I don’t reach for big signs, won’t push for too much  
Just your quiet leaning close, close enough to touch  
And that small, glowing distance tells more than the rest

Close Enough

Découvrez tous les titres. soundcloud.com/laurence-simenot/sets/spiritualia
De l'inspirant, de l'intemporel, du BAUME POUR LE COEUR et les cellules....

Avec les Accords Toltèques (3)

Ingram & The DayDreamers is a focused collection of Tyler Ingram’s strongest writing so far — songs built from real work, late nights, and a clear sense of direction. The album reflects how Ingram builds music: starting with rough ideas, shaping them into full pieces, and guiding the band through each arrangement. Every part, the ukulele lines, guitar patterns, string moments, drum choices- is placed with intention.

This isn’t just a band playing along.
It’s Ingram steering the creative vision while The DayDreamers turn those ideas into something fuller and more alive. The album even includes one seasonal track, a rendition of Silent Night, Ingram’s personal favorite, folded in naturally without breaking the flow of the record.

Overall, it’s the clearest look yet at Ingram’s style and the band’s ability to elevate it.

If I Died

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Shifting (alternative version)

Bite (Folk Style)

[Verse]
A mug near dry, a whispering lie
Crumbs on the table, like echoes fly
Firelight flickers like a waltz on the wall
Shadows stretch long but the space feels small

[Chorus]
Lost in a book lost in the lines
Pages like whispers in ancient times
The world outside can wait its turn
In the hobbit's corner the embers burn

[Verse 2]
The air is smoky the ale tastes sweet
Boots by the hearth take the weight off his feet
His pipe glows soft like a star at dusk
In this little world there’s no need for rush

[Prechorus]
And the words they dance
Like flames in a trance

[Chorus]
Lost in a book lost in the lines
Pages like whispers in ancient times
The world outside can wait its turn
In the hobbit's corner the embers burn

[Bridge]
Mountains fading, hopes on hold
Whispers of heroes gently told
In a smoky tavern time grows thin
Each chapter’s a door he’s stepping in

[Verse]
A smoky haze
A wooden chair
The crackling fire
The tavern air
His feet swing slow
His thoughts run deep
Through pages old
Where secrets sleep

[Prechorus]
Crumbs on the table
Shadows crawl
The world feels vast
Yet he's so small

[Chorus]
In the hobbit's corner
Time unwinds
A tale unfolds
A world he finds
With ale and warmth
The night feels right
Lost in the glow of firelight

[Verse 2]
The mugs are chipped
The floorboards creak
Outside the wind begins to speak
But here it's safe
The ember's hum
A fortress built of books and rum

[Bridge]
Oh
The ink-stained seas
The mountain spires
The whispered songs of ancient choirs
He’s traveled far without a stride
A million miles from his fireside

[Chorus]
In the hobbit's corner
Time unwinds
A tale unfolds
A world he finds
With ale and warmth
The night feels right
Lost in the glow of firelight

[Verse 2]
The mugs are chipped
The floorboards creak
Outside the wind begins to speak
But here it's safe
The ember's hum
A fortress built of books and rum

[Bridge]
Oh
The ink-stained seas
The mountain spires
The whispered songs of ancient choirs
He’s traveled far without a stride
A million miles from his fireside

[Chorus]
In the hobbit's corner
Time unwinds
A tale unfolds
A world he finds
With ale and warmth
The night feels right
Lost in the glow of firelight

Hobbit's Lair

I’m Orla Callan, a singer-songwriter from Dublin with a love for blending ethereal sounds, folk, and world music. Growing up with musician parents, music has always been my compass. I’m inspired by my Irish roots, travels, and the stories I find along the way. My songs are about exploring the world, embracing its beauty, and getting lost in the magic of sound.