[Verse]
Can you believe
I went through the whole summer
Without even once mowing the grass
Didn't have to touch it
And the grass is green
How did I do it
I'll tell you how
I just kept the windows closed
I just didn't go outside
That's how you get through the summer
Without mowing the grass
Just don't look at it
Just stay inside
When you go to your car
You just don't look at the grass
Just don't go in the backyard
Just don't look at it

[Prechorus]
Just mow the grass
That's what you should do
Just mow the grass
If you don't mow it
It just grows and grows
If you don't mow it
It just grows and grows

[Chorus]
So just mow the grass
Just mow the grass
If you don't mow it
It just grows and grows
Just mow the grass
Just mow the grass
If you don't mow it
It just grows and grows

Mow the Grass

Ever waited for a train in the middle of October fog, only to realize your real crisis isn’t the delay but the lack of vowels on the station sign? 🫠 This is that moment turned into chillwave: ghost-trains, trembling rails, and a narrator who’s on his knees not for love, but for A, E, I, O, U.

It’s a misty slow-motion dream where vowels are contraband, consonants clatter like empty carriages, and the station announcer sounds like a deadpan Kafka character. “Ladies and gentlemen, all vowels have been suspended indefinitely” — and somehow you’re still scrolling Telegram.

Think Twin Peaks meets Wheel of Fortune in a night train with no destination. This track isn’t just about missing letters; it’s about the absurd poetry of losing the little things that make life sing. Chill, weird, melancholy — but funny enough to make you whisper “Lalala — give me my ‘A’” in public transport.

Lyrics:

I stand in the fog, platform of despair,
Steel bones trembling, October air.
But what haunts me most — not death, not time,
It’s a word with no vowels, an unholy crime.

No way forward, no way back,
A consonant curse on a broken track.
People fear ghosts, I fear the sign —
A skeleton name with no vowel inside.

Oh please, I beg you please — give me vowels, I ask you on my knees.
A, E, I, O, U — I’d even pay a fee,
Without your song I’ll never be free. 

A nameless station in the middle of night,
But I only complain the spelling ain’t right.
I don’t pray for love, I don’t pray for light,
I just want an “E” to make it polite.

“Ladies and gentlemen, due to technical difficulties,
All vowels have been suspended indefinitely.
Please form an orderly line at the KRC station.”

Lalala — give me my “A”
Ooh ooh ooh — I need my “U”
Echoes ring, but none reply,
A vowelless world where hope will die.

Oh please, I beg you please — give me vowels, I ask you on my knees.
A, E, I, O, U — come back to me,
Without your sound, I’ll never be free.

Vowels

Breaking the Surface

Late-night drive energy. Rain on the glass, taillight synths, and a tear-off-the-bandage chorus. If you’ve ever said goodbye twice, this one’s for you.
Genre: Electronic / Synthpop 

Bandcamp

Escape

Hypnotic Haze - Anthemic Deep House Session

01.You're a Thief

djmix #housemix #djlive #clubmix #nudisco #discohouse #funkyhouse 
#edmhouse #ibizavibes #cosmicvibes #laserdrop #futuristicclub 
#globalhouse #spanishhouse #sunsetvibes #nightdrive

“new-morning-sky”-(var.2).

deep house, neuro house, avantgarde house, minimal house, funk house, jazz house,
luxury house, underground electronic, futuristic house, club house, neon vibes,
european deep house, dubai nightlife, uae vibes, qatar club, doha house,

california--bluegrass 4

Souvenir

Vibfy - I Was Silent

Extra tracks from Deep in the house (Afro Deep House)

Fire in the quiet

Sunset Sky makes melodic indie dance for dusk dancers and sunrise criers, neon confessions with synths, sentiment, and shimmering sadness. Formed between nostalgia and neon. Based wherever hearts ache and beats drop.