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Kau datang tanpa janji
Tak bawa bunga, tak bawa puisi
Cuma duduk di sebelah aku
Dan dunia perlahan jadi bisu

Tak perlu kata besar
Tak perlu sumpah di udara
Cara kau diam pun
Dah buat aku percaya

Kau bukan mimpi yang berlebihan
Bukan cinta yang mahu ditunjuk
Kau tenang yang tak bernama
Tapi selalu aku cari bila hidup ribut
Kau bukan lagu yang kuat
Tapi melekat, ulang-ulang
Entah bila aku jatuh
Aku cuma tahu, kau yang aku pulang

Kita tak selalu sehaluan
Ada hari sunyi, ada salah faham
Tapi kau tetap di situ
Tak pergi bila aku diam terlalu lama

Aku belajar perlahan
Bahawa cinta tak perlu bising
Cukup ada seseorang
Yang sudi tunggu dan faham

Kau bukan mimpi yang berlebihan
Bukan cinta yang mahu ditunjuk
Kau tenang yang tak bernama
Tapi selalu aku cari bila hidup ribut
Kau bukan lagu yang kuat
Tapi melekat, ulang-ulang
Entah bila aku jatuh
Aku cuma tahu, kau yang aku pulang

Jika esok kita berubah
Jika jalan tak seindah doa
Janji ini tak bersuara
Aku masih di sini, sama

Kau bukan cerita sempurna
Tapi cukup untuk aku jaga
Dalam dunia yang suka pergi
Kau pilih untuk tetap ada

Kalau cinta itu rumah
Aku tak perlu yang besar
Asal pintunya terbuka
Dan kau di dalam, itu sudah benar

Tenang yang Tak Bernama (Acoustic ver.)

A warm, steady Folk-Rock story about growing up under quiet rules and even quieter love. The song paints small domestic moments — lined-up chairs, soup on the stove, raised eyebrows instead of raised voices — and turns them into a portrait of a mother whose care was firm, imperfect, and deeply protective. It’s about the kind of love that doesn’t shout, but shows up every day, drawing invisible lines that keep you safe long after you’ve stopped noticing them. Honest, reflective, and carried by a calm forward pulse, it feels like a walk through memory you didn’t know you were ready to take.

Eine warme, ruhige Folk-Rock-Erzählung über das Aufwachsen mit klaren Regeln und einer Liebe, die nie laut sein musste. Kleine Alltagsbilder — ordentlich gestellte Stühle, Suppe auf dem Herd, Augenrollen statt Vorwürfe — formen das Porträt einer Mutter, deren Fürsorge streng, unperfekt und zutiefst beschützend war. Es geht um eine Art von Liebe, die nicht pathetisch ist, sondern bleibt, die Linien zieht, die man erst erkennt, wenn man längst erwachsen ist. Nachdenklich, ehrlich und getragen von einem stetigen Groove fühlt sich der Song an wie ein langsamer Spaziergang durch Erinnerungen, die leise nachwirken.

Johnny

You lined up the chairs like soldiers in rows
Never late, never loud, always knew where it goes
Hated the clutter, hated my hair
But somehow, you were always there

You had rules for the fridge, rules for the light
Didn’t like cursing, didn’t like fights
You rolled your eyes at half my dates
Said, “Nice smile, but nothing great.”

And then you said it
Clear as day
Through the morphine, through the grey
“Johnny, you’re not going to jail”
Like it wasn’t even up for debate
Like love could override the state

You made homes out of Tuesdays, soup on the stove
Kept your doubts in a box you never showed
Didn’t talk much about fear or pain
Just weather, and laundry, and maybe some rain

You saved that line for the bitter end
Not I love you, not amen
“Johnny, you’re not going to jail”
And somehow that hit deeper still
Like drawing lines you don’t erase
Like knowing when to slow the pace

You always knew how far I’d go
But not too far
And never alone
“Johnny, you’re not going to jail”
I hear it now
And I walk slow

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Johnny (Song for my mother)

Fly On (Coldplay Cover)

Listen on Spotify:
http://open.spotify.com/track/5S1Kwvhvp7vaHSwGYBJ6uE

Written by Steph Wells, Billie-Rae Grant, and David Burris
Produced by David Burris

Lyrics:
i’ve learned you can’t please everyone
someone’s always hurting when it’s done
but i want to be the one… you come home to 

i feel the darkness deep inside
so love, hold me close
until we’re all alright

tie up…. your laces for the long run
i know…… it’s gonna be a good one
you took me for a trip and it felt so right
so you can take your time and i’ll take mine
but baby tie up… your laces for the long run 

i know you blame it on yourself
when something ends it’s hard to tell 
but i want to be the one… you can lean on 

now we’re in this tangled dance
so love, write me in
open up your plans 

Find me when 
you’ve found yourself 
I’m waiting but I’d never tell 

Close my eyes 
talk to myself
I’m waiting

Laces

Official Video: youtu.be/Q-Rb-3SKFZA
Lyrics: genius.com/Flre-bikes-lyrics
Social: instagram.com/listentoflore
Follow on Spotify: bit.ly/FLØREonSpotify

Bikes

Stream everywhere

Remedy

Wasted Love

https://ffm.to/ilikeamerica


I'm scared of dying
Is that on fire
Am I a liar, ooh
I'm scared of dying
No gun required
My skin is fire, it's so desired

Is that designer
Is that on fire
Am I a liar
Oh, will this help me lay down
My skin is fire, it's so desired
No gun required
Oh, will this help me lay down
I'm scared of dying, it's fine

Would you please listen
Would you please listen
We can see it’s missing
When you bleed say so we know

I'm a designer, unite pariahs
Am I a liar
Oh, will this help me lay down
Kids don't want rifles, they want Supreme
No gun required
Oh, will this help me lay down
We're scared of dying, it's fine

Would you please listen
Would you please listen
We can see it's missing
When you bleed say so we know
Being young in the city
Belief and saying something

Gone off designer
It's all on fire
And we're all liars
So won't you help me lay down
My skin is fire, it's so desired
No gun required
Oh, won't you help me lay down

I'm scared of dying
It's fine
Would you please listen
Would you please listen 
We can see it’s missing 
When you bleed say so we know

I Like America & America Likes Me

Eclipse

Dullshine

FOR BOOKINGS & QUERIES CONTACT rosebettsmusic@gmail.com

Rose Betts is a Singer/Songwriter based London, England. She has played in many prestigious venues around London. Rose's piano playing talent is matched only by her ability to write truly beautiful and touching lyrics. Watch this space!

"Rose Betts is a London songstress boasting a voice as delicate and ethereal as it is strong, demonstrating an angelic, pitch perfect range on this track [Dreamland]. The voice takes centre stage here, and rightly so, whilst the simple backing keyboards, reminiscent of early Keane, complement her voice perfectly. It’s just the right combination as it would have been a major mistake to drown out the best instrument at play here. This is a great pick-me-up track for these icy cold winter mornings we’re having and I’m sure Rose’s haunting vocal will be haunting you for some time to come, in the best sense of the word of course" - Howard Gorman, Fresh On The Net