Darya

Part II -> https://soundcloud.com/the-real-09131981/forever-lost-pt2
★ Independent Artist in Winnipeg, MB, Canada ★

The music and lyrical form reflects the moments
in this crazy and beautiful world that I've either
experienced or have personally been witness to.

The stories I share deliver a rapturous, purple
and metaphorical depth within the lyrics to bring
a personal feeling and deep emotional connection.

Self recorded, mixed & produced @ home studio.

Copyright ©️ 2025 TJ Real ✪ All Rights Reserved.

Forever Lost

Down in the Pines

The soundtrack to a lovestory in the south of france.

Kidnapped by Love

Closed Hands

I Let It In (Acoustic Version)

How Bright is Your Sky

I left the door open too long.
Light crawled in,
touched everything I couldn’t name.
Dust circled like old prayers,
too quiet to believe in.

Streets crack below,
each car another beat borrowed from your world.
I think of you in the reflection
not your face,
just how still the glass was after you left.

If I’m still somewhere,
it’s between stars,
in the pause between a sound and its proof.
A small, patient sound
forgetting who made it.

I walk until the sky erases the idea of destination.
Billboards speak in light I can’t translate.
The moon flickers,
as if buffering another planet’s thought.

I used to write lists of things to fix
now I just listen to silence,
wait for it to rhyme.

If I’m still somewhere,
it’s not for long.
Every error grows tired of spelling.
Every goodbye becomes a friend.

Night folds around me,
neither kind nor cruel.
Just enormous enough
to call it peace.

Still Somewhere

“Streets With No Name” walks through the quiet corners of a sleepless city — a place where forgotten stories live beneath the hum of neon lights. It paints portraits of the unseen: the old man counting memories in his hands, the girl humming lost songs to herself, the boy whispering dreams no one hears. The song moves with the slow pulse of the city’s heart, where hope and weariness blend into the same soft light. It’s a tender reflection on the faces we pass every day — and the humanity that flickers just beneath the surface.

„Streets With No Name“ führt durch die stillen Ecken einer schlaflosen Stadt – dorthin, wo vergessene Geschichten unter dem Schein der Neonlichter weiterleben. Es zeichnet Bilder der Unsichtbaren: des alten Mannes, der Erinnerungen in seinen Händen zählt, des Mädchens, das sich leise an verlorene Melodien klammert, des Jungen, der Träume flüstert, die niemand hört. Der Song folgt dem ruhigen Puls der Stadt, wo Hoffnung und Müdigkeit ineinander übergehen. Eine sanfte, melancholische Beobachtung über all jene Gesichter, an denen wir täglich vorbeigehen – und die Menschlichkeit, die darunter glimmt.

Streets with No Name

Down by the arches, where the neon hums low
An old man folds paper cups in the glow
Once played trumpet in a riverboat band
Now he counts the echoes in the palm of his hand

A girl on the corner paints her dreams in dust
Her shoes are thin, and her mascara rusts
She hums to herself — the tune has no end
She lost the words when she lost her friend

And the city keeps moving, blind and wide
Like a tide that forgets who it leaves behind
But if you stop, just once, and meet their eyes
You’ll see a world that never dies

A boy sleeps under a headline stand
His mother’s face still warm in his hand
He whispers stories to the light of a train
No one listens — but he tells them again

They built glass towers where the gardens grew
Now the stars hide, but the dreams shine through
Every soul here wears a borrowed coat
Every prayer here sinks — yet floats

And the city keeps moving, blind and wide
Like a tide that forgets who it leaves behind
But if you stop, just once, and meet their eyes
You’ll see a world that never dies

So walk a while through the silent rain
Name the faces no one names
Beneath the noise, beneath the fame
Live the streets — with no name left to claim


Streets with No Name

I don't need a warning, I just need the volume.
I can see the gold from the very top.
The speedometer's stuck on a promise,
That needle won't drop, no, it only climbs past the darkness.
Left the broken edges of the old world behind,
This isn't a highway, it’s a new state of mind.
They said I'd flatline out on the neon strip,
But the mirror shows the future, no more fatal grip.
We're past the speed limit, past the point of no return,
Watch the concrete paradise begin to burn.
I see the whole world fading into noise,
Just the static of the other boys.
The horizon line is finally clear—
This is what it sounds like when tomorrow is here.
This is the Hyperdrive Driven,
I’m moving too fast for collision.
I bought the sky just to own the stars in it,
You only get one life, I’ll take every minute.
No time for an emergency stop,
I can see the gold from the very top.
Hyperdrive Driven.
Got the blueprint to the night, I'm the architect,
I got a million miles left, still no sign of regret.
Every single promise I made, I'm doubling down,
I'm the only living legend in this whole toxic town.
No more searching for hope in the rearview glass,
I'm a self-fulfilling prophecy, moving too fast to look back.
Yeah, the ambition is a drug that you never come down from,
And I’m running up the score before the morning has come.
I see the whole world fading into noise,
Just the static of the other boys.
The horizon line is finally clear—
This is what it sounds like when tomorrow is here.
This is the Hyperdrive Driven,
I’m moving too fast for collision.
I bought the sky just to own the stars in it,
You only get one life, I’ll take every minute.
No time for an emergency stop,
I can see the gold from the very top.
Hyperdrive Driven.
Yeah, there's no going back to the concrete ground.
I burned the blueprints to the life I found.
From here, every single promise is a tax paid in full,
This success isn’t luck, it’s an unwavering pull.
I won't stop for static, I won't stop for love,
I only stop when I'm above, above, above.
Hyperdrive Driven...
Too fast for collision...
...I’ll take every minute...

Hyperdrive driven

(Still can't) Let her go

Full time programmer with a passion for music.

(Still can't) Let her go

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