Name: Floating by The Psychonauts in The Grammar of Light
Duration: 3 min 17 s
Description: Floating

The Grammar of Light

Music/Arrangement/Production/Vocals/Lyrics. Achazia. 

(Little tweak on it. I think bass was a little loud)

Special info: The audio file in the beginning is sounds from Neptune. NASA's Voyager 2 recorded electromagnetic emissions from its magnetosphere. These signals, when converted into sound, produce eerie, otherworldly noises, often described as haunting or ethereal.

Lyrics: Verse 1
I feel nothing.
I am standing alone, watching the dusk turn to dawn. Alone...

There was something—
I could have sworn I saw you there in the distance, alone...

So here I am...

(piano)

Chorus
Where you are now; are you underneath the skies?
Are you lost within misty shadows, holding back, or afraid to rise?

Verse 2
This strange silence keeps me awake;
All I see around me is a hollow, empty space.
My thoughts go deep, but they reach no one.
I feel the loss inside me, ever since you were gone.

Chorus
I wonder where you are now; are you underneath the skies?
Are you lost within misty shadows, holding back, or afraid to rise?

Verse 3
There was a moment.
I went back in time, traveled far in my dreams, with you.

But there was nothing.
You're fading away as time goes by, after all these years, I miss you.

(Solo: Choirs and guitars)

Chorus
I wonder where you are now; are you underneath the skies?
Lost within misty shadows, holding back, or afraid to rise?

(for some reason I cannot replace the file tonight. Stil work in progress)

I feel nothing

"feel" is a smooth and soulful track that blends lush melodies with a laid-back rhythm, creating a deeply emotive and immersive listening experience. Rooted in neo-soul and R&B influences, the song incorporates ambient textures and intricate electronic beats to craft a soundscape that feels both intimate and expansive. Its flowing structure and groovy undertones evoke a sense of reflection and tranquility, making it perfect for a late-night drive, relaxing moments, or simply vibing to its rich atmosphere.

feel

[Verse]
Some dig deep
just to stay afloat
Hands all blister
still no coat

Some rise slow
before the sun
Give and give
‘till nothing’s done

[Chorus]
Some people work to the bone –
and go home cold
Others glide
and still strike gold

[Verse]
You're told it counts
to do things right
But right don't pay
on Friday night

[Bridge]
It’s not about how much you give –
but who gets seen
and who gets to live

[Chorus]
Some people work to the bone –
just to survive
Some wear crowns
they never tried

[Verse]
Hands worn thin
Truth cuts stone
Some keep bleeding
Just to own

[Outro Chorus]
Some people work to the bone –
and go home cold
Others glide
and still strike gold


Work To The Bone

The Light Never Lies

[Verse]
We don’t touch, we resonate
Through silence bent by distant weight
A charge, a pulse, a field we share
You turn, and I am almost there

[Chorus]
The light never lies
It flickers, but flies
We’re spark in the dark
Writing truth across skies

[Verse]
A photon passed between our hands
No sound, no plea, just what it understands
A grammar etched in wave and spin
We reach, collapse, begin again

[Chorus]
The light never lies
It flickers, but flies
We’re fire without flame
We’re question, not name

[Bridge]
Not bodies, but signals
Not answers, but signs
The world is a whisper
In vacuum lines

[Chorus]
The light never lies
Though shadows may try
We burn just to know
That to be is to glow

The Light Never Lies

[Verse]
You looked away, but your hand stayed still
Like a page half-turned against your will
Coffee cooled, the light turned red
But something more was left unsaid

I moved my chair a breath too near
Not to speak, but just be here
Your fingers twitched, a silent sign
And I read the space between your lines

[Chorus]
It’s not the words we throw or catch
But sparks that jump without a match
The hush before a lover leaves
The weight of what no tongue believes

[Verse]
She wiped the table, wiped it twice
As if to smooth out sacrifice
He checked the mail, then checked again
As if to name what can't remain

[Chorus]
It’s not the words we throw or catch
But sparks that jump without a match
The hush before a lover leaves
The weight of what no tongue believes

It’s not the words we throw or catch
But sparks that jump without a match
We speak in drift, in glance, in breath
A grammar wired beneath regret

[Bridge]
Like radios tuned in distant rooms
We hum, we pulse, we share our wounds
No alphabet can hold this thread –
But still, it ties what’s never said

[Outro Chorus]
It’s not a voice, but still reply
A field between the you and I
We’re not alone, not when we try
The light between us doesn’t lie

A Grammar

This Is The Path [No Beast Has Touched]

[Verse 1]
I walked the edge where silence grows
Among forgotten bones and crows
Not north, nor south – just in-between
Where memory hides what might have been
A path untrodden, undefined
Where no shadow ever screamed clarity
No claw has scratched this ancient dust
No hunger dares disturb its trust

[Chorus]
This is the path no beast has touched
Too still for fear, too deep for blood
A whispered thread through time's collapse
Where breath is birth and loss, perhaps
You who seek – remain, endure
Where no anger forms a cure
The path unfolds beneath the skin
Where nothing ends and none begin

[Verse 2]
Not made for kings, nor for the lost
It winds beyond all gain and cost
A light that rests without a name
A flame that sleeps in body's frame
The hunter's eyes can't pierce this field
No trap is set, no prey revealed
This isn’t peace, it isn’t war
But something vaster, without shore

[Chorus]
This is the path no beast has touched
Too still for fear, too deep for blood
A whispered thread through time's collapse
Where breath is birth and loss, perhaps
You who’ve loved and you who bore
A silence larger than before
The path is carved in shadow’s kin
Where all you've lost is held within

[Bridge]
And if you hear it – like a call
Not loud, but not quite silence, all
Then walk, but leave your weapons here
For truth won’t fight, and truth won’t fear

[Final Chorus]
This is the path no beast has known
Where silence sings and self is sown
A path that glows beyond the seen
Where every step is home unseen

This Is The Path [No Beast Has Touched]

[Verse]
I walk the edge of a yawning void
Only Nijinsky dares to hold my hand
You fell asleep upon the stairs
And woke with a crushed orange in your palm

You said you speak with those long gone
That their answers cut deeper than mine
Their silence wrapped in solemn grace
Outshining my faltering lines

[Pre-Chorus]
You said I wasn’t good for her –
But what the hell do you, do you know of that
Everyone who’s scared
Just bends their story to fit the facts

[Chorus]
You always told me who I was
Never cared to really know
Over and over – your damn questions
Till I gave the answer you came for

Over and over – the same demands
I wish I'd walked away back then

[Verse]
You stole the most precious thing we had
Refused to share what never was yours alone
Even knowing they'd break apart
If we didn’t leave them the peace they deserved

Just a fair chance to grow, to heal
To feel the love they were worthy of
But you chose to repeat your hell instead
The childhood you blamed for everything

[Pre-Chorus]
You said I wasn’t good for her –
But what the hell do you know of that?
Everyone who’s scared
Just bends their story to fit the facts

[Chorus]
I wish I’d fought, told you off long ago
You never thanked the fear we showed
We bent, we broke from every word
This pain was never what we owed

[Outro]
I miss my daughter every single day
But a heart turned cold took her away
Nijinsky said – cold is where death begins
And warmth was something they'd never let in

Miss My Dandelion Girl

Sorry for the messed up levels! 

Lyrics:

Phone face down
Screen got cracked
Said I’d quit
Then I slip back.

Boots in the hall
One sock on
Glass in the sink
oh my god the bourbon’s gone.

Scrolled through drafts
I Didn’t send
Lied I’d stop
Then oh my god I pressed send.

Fridge light buzz
Flickering white
Tongue feels thick
Oh my god my skull feels tight.

I’m not most people
I drink just to fight
I regret every drop.
If I remember it right.

Coat on the floor
Keys by the drain
Bottle cap bent
Oh my god a weird pain
Words came fast
You moved slow
Left the porch
oh my god into the snow.

Room went dim
Thoughts turned loud
Tried to stand
But oh my god I fell down.

I’m not most people
I ruin what’s right
I regret every drop
If I remember it right.

Wiped the mirror
Missed a streak
Same as the thoughts
I never speak.
I swore I’d quit
Even set the date
Laughed alone
Oh my god that's my fate.

Sun broke in
Seared my face
Breath like cigarettes
Oh my god there's no escape.
Called my sister
Voice was low
Said I’d quit
Oh my god She hung up slow.

I’m not most people
I ghost what I love
I regret every drop
If I remember it right.

Sink ran warm,
Scrubbed the cup,
Let it go,
Oh my god that's enough.

Bourbon

Back at the Old Hall (Piano Improv)

Sound System

Floating

"Rock Me Amadeus" (Falco Acoustic Cover for Fun and to Relax Between Sessions).

Underworld Operator?   Double Agent Spy?  Just who the hell IS this guy? 🤔

Dimitri of the Darkness

violence of nature

Tell Me Tonight

𝖘𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖆 (𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖘𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖇𝖏𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊.)

I’m not really in the mood to write right now, so I’ll split this into six sections, most of which will go unreleased. These sections will be trips into my mind that I can’t put into any other form but words—this is the best form of expression.
I don’t really like messy forms of expression. I like it when not only are expressions tucked behind a character or mascot, but also when the areas of the mind are tucked into neat little boxes or sections. 
Minimalism is overhated in that sense. 
No one needs to hear an overly loud scream or yell about anxiety or trauma. I think “I'm complicated” is a good start. Organize your mind, and you’ll probably much less find yourself in the sea of artists griping that no one understands their work.
That's just an opinion. I have a lot, so they can come off snobby.


i'm complicated

Note: In light of the recent AI breakthroughs, we feel it's important to clarify that we've been working with voice modulation since the mid-1990s – originally inspired by David Bowie's album Outside. Our approach predates AI-driven tools and is rooted in treating the voice as an instrument, shaped and sculpted through earlier technologies.

We fully understand that questioning authenticity may not be the intention – but it's worth remembering that all electronic music is, by nature, mediated and transformed. Even Nietzsche pointed out how modern tools shape us: inserting paper into a typewriter already creates a distance that handwriting does not. Perhaps birdsong is the only truly authentic sound. 🐦

Writes original song lyrics and takes custom lyric requests under the artist name La Wi. This platform is also home to the creative collaborations of the Psychonaut Collective (The Psychonauts). Thank you for your support and appreciation.

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