In the 90’s

1999 • Binary Finary (POLARIS Remix)

Greece 2000 • Three Drives On A Vinyl (POLARIS Remix)

Children • Robert Miles (POLARIS Remix)

Bellissima • DJ Quicksilver (POLARIS Club Remix)

[Verse 1]
Whispers through the forest deep
Time’s a secret it loves to keep
Moonlight dancing on the floor
Who will ask and ask no more

[Chorus]
Only time can sing the groove
Only motion makes us move
Who can say what hearts will find
In the rhythm lost to time

[Verse 2]
Echoes rise like waves and dust
Future fades in fading trust
Chasing shadows chasing light
Through the day into the night

[Bridge]
Rounds of life and beats that swell
Spinning stories time won’t tell
Catch the pulse and hold it tight
While it vanishes from sight

[Chorus]
Only time can sing the groove
Only motion makes us move
Who can say what hearts will find
In the rhythm lost to time

[Outro]
So we dance until we're free
Time’s a lock and we’re the key
Who can stop the clock to sway
Only time can play this way

Time (POLARIS X Enya)

It sounded better in my head but I lack the technical skills to covert ideas into songs. Made on garageband

Not knowing

Feel The Sun (v2025)

Upbeat, inspirational track inspired by living in the village in the sky – Kuranda – in Far North Queensland, Australia.

Kuranda Life

Neptune's Autumn

Arrival of Winter

Drifting Tide (Remix)

October sun

"Toxic" is a high-voltage instrumental journey through the shadows of manipulation and the light of inner resilience. Fueled by hypnotic acid lines, deep bass grooves, and soaring melodies, the track blends retro techno aesthetics with a modern melodic edge. It’s a sonic armor—each synth stab and bass pulse a strike against toxic energy. With no lyrics needed, "Toxic" speaks through rhythm and emotion, urging listeners to protect their core and dance through adversity with relentless spirit.

Toxic

I’ve somehow locked myself outside, 
And my phone just died
After I read the text you sent me, 
But before i could reply

And then It began to rain, 
so naturally I missed the train
And it’s the last one till the morning, 
so i guess i f*ck*d things up again

But I’ll make it up to you 
This time I will see it through
I’ll crawl down the street for you
 I’ll do anything i have to do

If I can make it there by morning 
Before your tender heart aches
If i can see your porch light burning
If i can beat the break of day

Then i will can find a way to show you
then i will can find the words to say
How I would move the mountains for you 
I love you more and more each day

Yeah I know it seems so strange 
Walking in the pouring rain
In the middle of the boulevard, 
and i am not quite sure where i am

Suddenly the darkest night 
Begins to glow a softer gray
And I can see your house is shining  
Like a beacon far away

Now i see you run outside 
And your arms are open wide
And whatever came before this moment 
Is lost inside your eyes

If I Can Make It There By Morning

Poème de Mélanie Waldor (1796-1871).

Dors à mes pieds !... Rêve d'amour
Mon souffle, comme une caresse,
Glissera sur le pur contour
De ce beau front qu'avec paresse
Tu reposes sur mes genoux.
Dors à mes pieds, tout fait silence,
Hors la branche qui se balance,
Souple et frêle, au-dessus de nous ;
Dors à mes pieds, tout fait silence.

Sous mes baisers clos tes yeux noirs,
Tes yeux où brillent tant de flammes,
Qu'on les croirait les deux miroirs
Où se reflètent nos deux âmes.
Dors à mes pieds !... Rêve d'amour ;
Je suis jalouse de tes rêves,
Comme du temps que tu m'enlèves
Avec le monde chaque jour...
Je suis jalouse de tes rêves !...

Le soleil glisse à l'horizon.
Pas un souffle, pas un nuage...
Un rayon d'or, sur le gazon,
Reste comme un heureux présage !
Nos riches tapis ne sont pas
Aussi doux que ce lit de mousse
Où, folâtre, ta main repousse
Le brin d'herbe effleurant mon bras.
Dors sur l'herbe, les fleurs, la mousse...

Dors à mes pieds !... Rêve d'amour :
Mon souffle, comme une caresse,
Glissera sur le pur contour
De ce beau front qu'avec paresse
Tu reposes sur mes genoux.
Dors à mes pieds, tout fait silence,
Hors la branche qui se balance,
Souple et frêle, au-dessus de nous ;
Dors à mes pieds, tout fait silence.

Dors à mes pieds !

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