One subtle word and you can open up the door
So very cold you must get closer to the sun 
And I know you’d like to try
And I know you’ve like some fun
We’re passing ships in the night forever feeling numb 

Drive around for miles like  I’ve seen it all before 
Get out and take a walk I’m chained down to the floor
And I see you passing by
In my head I make a sigh
Screaming into wilderness no one here’s our cries

Inertia takes away the time have to play
Dream your alive to waste away the day
Roll the dice and don’t think twice 
Don’t take heed of their advice
Who would notice another madman around here

What’s else is in store
I’ve seen it all
What I adore 
Always ignored 
I fade away
Lost in the day
Puzzled Display
I’m on the way

Closer To the Sun

Holding back the tide to try escape the madding crowd 
Return into the waves will you remember what you found
Noiseless tenor stay this way
So goes another day here Wondering why were all at sea


Many gems you’ll find here in the sweetest desert air
Papering the cracks as the rat race catches you
Ray of serene don’t fade away 
Hark how the sacred calm distracts me from my fate

Holding back the tide to try escape the madding crowd 
So goes another day here Wondering why were all at sea

No more, with reason and thyself 
at strife,

Escape The Madding Crowd

Found

Live mix at Colombino Coffee shop in Pittsburgh for one of the city's first coffee shop events, this mix includes some of my favorite artists and some of my best mixing, hope everyone enjoys!

Alynment Colombino Coffee Mix

Very happy to finally be putting out my first official mix! This one contains a lot of different subgenres and styles that I hope blend together to keep you dancing the entire time. Bonus points if you recognize the intro and outro ;)

Cold Day Hot Beats vol 1

I started writing this song a few years ago when I was going through a period of isolation due to feeling a bit overwhelmed by society and how I became a little too comfortable in discomfort and how It felt difficult to motivate myself to escape from what became a repetitive cycle. I finally finished the track a week ago and It's definitely one of my personal favourites that I've written.

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The curtains have been drawn
I'm living in exile from civilization
And though It isn't far
I travel the no mans land in rotation
I sank into my shell
And I've never called anyone for help
But now within myself 
I feel I'm drowning, reaching out for air 
From the cold

With my bleeding hands
I'm ripping at the wall
And still it stands while I fall

Screaming, never believing I'll regain anything I've lost
Ignoring every warning I would end up on my own
Now I'm forced to face the result of my actions
I know this is my fault
So I'll swallow the pride
And no longer deny what I've done
Now It's me I have to confront

I roam around the halls 
Walking miles as I'm pacing back and forth
I tremble in the frost 
With weary lungs as my heart beats in my throat
And all that is warm is my breath
As I breathe in this smoke 
I fade out, I run circles in the fog

Then my racing thoughts start screaming out
For their rest to come
For an ending to this cycle 

Screaming, never believing I'll regain anything I've lost
Ignoring every warning I would end up on my own
Now I'm forced to face the result of my actions
I know this is my fault
So I'll swallow the pride
And no longer deny what I've done
Now It's me I have to confront

Screaming, never believing I'll regain anything I've lost
Ignoring every warning I would end up on my own
Now I'm forced to face the result of my actions
I know this is my fault
So I'll swallow the pride
And no longer deny what I've done
Now It's me I have to confront

Exile

Golden Days ☄️

This track is a mirror in slow motion.

It invites the listener into a space of stillness, where the voice is not reactive, but reflective. Here, silence is honoured as the first language. Each word is held like a breath, shaped by intention, not impulse. "I Reflect Before I Speak" is not just a track, it is a ritual of truth, patience, and presence.

This is not restraint. This is reverence.

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Thread Left in the Machine

I Reflect Before I Speak

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Sh - as in Shawn

Collaboration with the amazing Dylan O’Shaughnessy

Home  mix #2

Those Were The Days

Songwriter, mix master record and play all my own stuff. But a dream within a dream…

Those Were The Days

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