Veils of shadow, whispering cold,  
Silent halls where stories are told.  
Faded echoes of names once known,  
Lingering souls, forever alone.

Through the veil, the spirits glide,  
Shadows dance where we once cried.  
A funeral hymn, a spectral song,  
We wander here, where we belong.

Fingers of night caress the stone,  
Ancient bones breathe, yet we are alone.

Through the veil, the spirits glide,  
Shadows dance where we once cried.  
A funeral hymn, a spectral song,  
We wander here, where we belong.

Hear the wind, hear the bones,  
Every step echoes, every soul moans.

Veil dissolves into the night,  
Only whispers remain.

Spectral Hymn

02 Citrus Fruits Duo

A 90s new man called Stan - ft Adam Lato - The Ba Ba Xmas Song pt 2 (Warm, Folkish & Blues mix)

Camminavamo

White Flag Geometry is AI-generated from my handwritten lyrics. I also shaped the vibe: intimate, cinematic alt-acoustic with raw chest vocals. Fragile yet hopeful, lightly upbeat, every scar and whisper captured.

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#AIgenerated #handwrittenlyrics #emotionalmusic #fragilesongs #cinematicmusic  
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Verse 1
Skinned my knees / running through your storms ~
Thought this was different / but lightning hits the same ~
Chasing echoes / of a love that won’t stay ~
Trapped inside / the game I didn’t know I played ~

 Pre-Chorus
And still I feel / almost nothing ~
Except this heart / quietly burning ~
I reached for the door / but flames pulled me back ~

Chorus
Can’t give up on love / isn’t that what hearts are made for? ~
Scarred from sparks / still I reach for the flame ~
Numb from knocking / again and again ~
I just can’t feel it anymore ~

 Verse 2
Mine runs cold / from all the wars I’ve waged ~
Blood on my hands / but I lift a white flag ~
Every scar / a map of the pain I braved ~
Every try / a whisper beneath the ash ~

 Bridge
The fire flickers / but I step closer ~
The rain falls / I’m learning to move ~
Every bruise a rhythm / every heartbeat a whisper ~
Even in the wreckage / I find the proof ~

 Outro
Isn’t that / what hearts are made for? ~
Even when they break / they beat once more ~

White Flag Geometry

L'ombra della giustizia

2nd coming

“Where I End” is a singer-songwriter folk-rock piece about the moment love reaches its breaking point — when you realise you’re giving someone the last part of yourself, even as you learn to stand on your own again.

Built on warm acoustic guitar, light rock textures, and intimate vocals, this track carries the kind of storytelling that sits close to the heart.
It’s reflective, gentle, and written for anyone who’s ever tried to let go while still holding on.

✨ music • stories • emotion
🌄 Thank you for listening and sharing your interpretations.

Where I End

For anyone who's ever looked around and realised the people who fit your younger self don't quite fit anymore. A quiet, unflinching look at what it means to outgrow friendships, the guilt of wanting more than surface-level connection, and the hard-won permission to start again. This one's for late nights when you're finally honest with yourself about what you actually need.

Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
We used to need so little then,
Just laughter and a Friday night.
You'd show up with a bottle grin,
And that alone felt right.

[Verse 2]
But seasons turned inside of me,
My father's shadow growing long.
I needed hands to hold the weight,
Not just voices for a song.

[Chorus]
I tried to change you into something
You were never meant to be.
Asked for depth you couldn't offer,
While you asked for who I used to be.

[Verse 3]
I was the one who made the plans,
Who gathered everyone around.
The moment that I stepped away,
The whole thing crumbled down.

[Verse 4]
Still saw your pictures on the screen,
Still laughing in the same old places.
It shouldn't sting, but something burned—
The ghost of my own making.

[Chorus]
I tried to change you into something
You were never meant to be.
Asked for depth you couldn't offer,
While you asked for who I used to be.

[Bridge]
So I went looking for a different kind,
For people who know how to stay.
Who understand that love takes work,
Not just showing up to play.

[Verse 5]
Some nights the resentment lingers,
Why couldn't you have helped me stand?
But I was wrong to try and mould you—
Can't make water into land.

[Verse 6]
Now I choose the ones who choose me back,
Who tend the garden, pull the weeds.
It's okay to start again,
To only keep what feeds.

[Chorus]
We both just needed different things,
And neither one could see.
You weren't wrong, and I wasn't either—
We just outgrew what used to be.

[Outro]
The door's not locked if you come knocking,
But I won't chase what doesn't grow.
Some bonds are meant for seasons,
And it's okay to let them go.

Water into land

Haust

Wanderer with a guitar.
Writing songs that sound like rain and memory.
– Randombaez

Where I End

RandomBaez