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This song was inspired by people very close to me who have faced the struggles of addiction. I’ve seen the pain of hiding, of wearing a mask, and of carrying guilt and shame. But I’ve also seen the courage it takes to keep going, and the hope that can rise out of even the darkest places. Stepping Into the Light is about embracing the truth, letting go of the past, and choosing to rise. It’s a reminder that healing happens one day at a time, that freedom and forgiveness is possible.

Stepping Into The Light

Written, performed, and produced by
Brian Kenneth Swain
September 4, 2025

The Singer

Isaac’s first album, pressure, and sudden fame push him into pills and whiskey. When he overdoses mid–record, Grace finishes his songs and lets him believe he finished it. “The Symphony of Me” is her bedside confession and quiet ultimatum—about authorship, secrets, addiction, and the cost of carrying someone else’s genius. 

LYRICS


[Verse 1]
To love you and your darkest ways
Through raging storms and silent daze
You held me close, then struck me down (struck me down)
Temptation burned our love.... (To the ground)

[Chorus]
I’m gonna stare into your soul 
I wanna feel you in my bones 
I’m hungry, I’m hungry
I hope you feed me

[Verse 2]
Your history—a trembling fear (trembling fear)
Bound by love, chaotic, sincere (chaotic, sincere)
You locked the door, (faded away)
Let me go with nothin’ to say

{Pre-Chorus}
Fragile, Fleeting, Fading Glory 
I face the tempest. Write his story 
The truth shall set us free
In the symphony of me 

[Chorus 2] 
I’m gonna tear into your soul
I wanna feel you in my bones 
I’m hungry, I’m hungry 
(I’m hungry)
I hope you need me
[need me)

[Bridge:]
You stole from me the symphony
Ripped it out from under me
It’s the secrets —we can’t escape
Our hunger is the price we pay

[Chorus]
I’m gonna rise above your soul 
I’m gonna take back all you stole  
Hungry, thirsty, merciless
Come on, come on, —kneel, confess

[Final Chorus]
I'm gonna rise above your soul
I’m gonna take back all you stole  
Hungry, thirsty, merciless 
Come on, come on, —COME ON kneel, confess  (kneel, confess)

[Outro] 
Hear my story, your story for real 
In the symphony of me, of us, of you. 
See the dream, release
See the dream, believe
See the dream in me 
In me!

The Symphony Of Me

OPEN TO LIFE

THANK YOU AND GOODBYE

Lyrics:
L’aube aux cheveux fous est lointaine encore.
Le plaisir est une île perdue sous les étoiles.
Allez, viens le vent est bon, mettons les voiles
Vers la douce volupté qui appelle nos corps

Ma crinière  danse sous le vent chaud et salé.
Mes yeux de louve brillent comme de l’ambre, 
Dans ce désir brulant où tes mains me cambrent.
Reine des flots, te laisserais-je me dompter ?

Attirée par ta lumière dorée comme la phalène.
Dans la soie légère et tendre de tes caresses,
Tu me guides avec une infinie tendresse.
Mais bientôt, tu m’attaches à ton mât de misaine.

Chorus :
Sois ma corsaire, je serai ta pirate
Drapeau noir, voiles écarlates
Aimons-nous sur les flots songeurs,
Dans la nuit tiède et ses douces langueurs.

Mon univers se résout à l’arc de tes cuisses
Souples et douces, qui ondulent lentement.
Et nos corps fluides et nus  abolissent le temps
Dans un mélange de feu, de sueur et d’épices.

L’océan chuchote contre la coque du voilier
Je bois ton souffle court au parfum de réglisse.
Tes doigts me dessine, tes lèvres m’engloutissent.
Je suis ta prisonnière, rebelle et émerveillée. 

Allongées nues sous la nuit et l’œil de la lune
Nous regardons planer les vampires et les fées
Dans la musique soyeuse de nos cris étouffés
Nous voguons paresseusement sur la lagune.

Chorus :
Sois ma corsaire, je serai ta pirate
Drapeau noir, voiles écarlates
Aimons-nous sur les flots songeurs,
Dans la nuit tiède et ses douces langueurs.

La Lagune

Original composition by Neno J.
Electric guitar Gibson Les Paul Studio, recorded directly using multi effect Hotone Ampero 100, Guitar Rig 5, November 2025.
This nostalgic blues came to me these days as a reminder of the early sixties, the guitars of Chet Atkins, Peter Green and others without whom I would never play guitar. Thank them!

Retro blues

Our biggest production yet. Months of endless nights, tweaking and with help from our besties Silver Blue Music Production. 
Lyrics to follow. 
Hope you enjoy?

A whisper in the hollow night .mp3

drifter by Nova J

[Verse 1]
I’m a drifter
I’m a drifter
And I’m not where I’m supposed to be

Of all the places I have gone, and will go
There’s one I should have left alone
Crossing paths with my old friend
Almost led me to a dark dead end
Mmmmmm

[Chorus]
I’m a drifter
And I don’t let no one close to me
I’m a drifter
And I’m not where I’m supposed to be
I’m adrift 

[Verse 2]
Indeed, my instincts told me to run
Instead I stayed, stupidly sampling the fun
I spent seven years chasing that feeling
From those first few hours of phony healing

[Chorus]
I’m a drifter
And I don’t let no one close to me (oh oh oh)
I’m a drifter
And I’m not where I’m supposed to be

[Bridge]
I suppose you can say I deserve this fate
I chose to stay, and now it’s too late
So hear my tale and heed my call
Run far away or you may lose all

[Chorus / Outro]
I’m a drifter
And I don’t let no one close to me (oooh)
I’m a drifter
And I’m not where I’m supposed to be
Mmm oooh ooh ahhh oooh ooooh aaaah ahhhh ooooh ahhh ooooh

drifter

Judge Mathis
Reidmoto: ALL

VERSE 1
Me and Tom on the couch in a Lennox haze,
Judge Mathis on the screen, just another dead day.
They flashed that number like a dare on the crawl,
“Got a beef? Call now”—so I picked up the call.

VERSE 2
I left a voicemail, made the whole thing neat,
Said Tom brought Amy through and she robbed me clean.
Watch and money gone, and he kept it discreet—
Told ’em, “Put us on the show so he can answer on TV.”

CHORUS
From Clare to Lennox to a courtroom set,
Judge Mathis on the screen while we chased that check.
Two dope fiends schemin’ in a worn-out place,
Turned a lazy afternoon into a televised case.

VERSE 3
Producer called back like, “We love your fight,
We’ll fly you to Chicago, put you up for the night.
It’s a real court of law, papers you sign are tight,
Meals paid, two hundred each when you step in the light.”

VERSE 4
They said, “Separate flights so you can’t collab,
Just tell your truth and let the judge react.”
I hung up grinnin’, lookin’ over at Tom,
Said, “We just scored a trip off a couch-bound con.”

CHORUS
From Clare to Lennox to a courtroom set,
Judge Mathis on the screen while we chased that check.
Two dope fiends schemin’ in a worn-out place,
Turned a lazy afternoon into a televised case.

VERSE 5
Then came the problem that we couldn’t ignore,
Two days out of town meant two days off-score.
Tom never woke sick, that wasn’t his style,
Said, “I’ll bring a clavo, we just gotta be wise.”

VERSE 6
He packed what he needed, kept the stash unseen,
No brag, no flair, just a quiet routine.
We planned to call each other when our planes touched down,
Meet up in one room, keep the sickness drowned.

CHORUS
From Clare to Lennox to a courtroom set,
Judge Mathis on the screen while we chased that check.
Two dope fiends schemin’ in a worn-out place,
Turned a lazy afternoon into a televised case.

VERSE 7
I landed in Chicago, checked in, made the call,
Left the hotel name and my room on his wall.
He rang back later, said, “I’m almost there,”
Then knocked on my door like a ghost from the stairs.

VERSE 8
We laughed and we high-fived, two survivors off-leash,
Locked the door behind us, set the table for relief.
Tom pulled the clavo like a quiet receipt,
And we did a fat shot just to get on our feet.

CHORUS
From Clare to Lennox to a courtroom set,
Judge Mathis on the screen while we chased that check.
Two dope fiends smilin’ in a hotel space,
Gettin’ well in the shadows for a daytime case.

VERSE 9
Next day on the set with the bright white lights,
Makeup on our faces, mics clipped tight.
Told our little story to the judge and the crowd,
Acted out a beef just to make them proud.

VERSE 10
They filmed the whole mess, then sent us on our way,
Checks in the mail for our trouble that day.
Back home later, people said, “Yo, I seen you on TV,”
Even my dad’s friend callin’ like, “That had to be you, right? That’s gotta be.”

OUTRO CHORUS
From Clare to Lennox to a courtroom set,
Judge Mathis in the middle of the life we wrecked.
Two ghosts on a screen with a borrowed face,
Just another true story from a dope fiend phase.

Judge Mathis v. R & B  Songs for Addicts from IRL

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Now that we've got that straight...

I'm a songwriter and musician, have played in bands, play mostly guitar, and a bit of keyboards, but my primary passion is writing songs--creating cool songs that people can relate to. 

I like to write songs that have meaning and emotional impact, but try to also include some humor in them to make it not so serious and heavy. 

I hope you enjoy some of the songs.

Reidmoto

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