“This song is for all of us writers who sometimes lose inspiration.”

“ Questa canzone è per tutti noi scrittori che, a volte, perdiamo l’ispirazione”.

Emozioni
È strano, non ho niente da dire  
Il fiume di parole è fermo  
Come un lago che si specchia nel cielo  
Scorre solo la mia vita silenziosa

È strano, la mia penna è immobile  
Muta come una roccia in fondo al mare  
I miei pensieri volano liberi  
Ma non si posano su nessuna emozione

Emozioni, la vita è fatta di emozioni  
Emozioni, belle o brutte  
La vita apatica non fa per me  
Vorrei un carico di emozioni

Mi manca il vento che scompiglia i sogni  
Un temporale che scuota il mio cuore  
Mi manca il brivido di una notte insonne  
Un po’ di fuoco che scaldi le parole.

Resto qui, in questa calma apparente  
Aspettando che qualcosa mi sorprenda  
Che una scintilla accenda la mia mente  
 torni a danzare lenta.

Emozioni, la vita è fatta di emozioni  
Emozioni, dolci o amare  
Meglio piangere che restare fermi  
Meglio sentire che non provare.

Emozioni, la vita è fatta di emozioni  
Emozioni, dolci o amare  
Meglio piangere che restare fermi  
Meglio sentire qualcosa in fondo al cuore.

Emozioni

For every child who’s been told they’re “too much” or “not enough”
This is the story of life in a world that won’t slow down.

A neurodivergent mind trying to survive the noise, the lights, the looks, the labels. Misunderstood by teachers. Isolated by classmates. Always one step behind, or three steps ahead, but never quite where the world expects.

Until one quiet moment, and in my case, the sound of a clarinet.
It didn’t fix everything, but it gave my chaos a rhythm, and my mind some space to breathe.
(It won’t be the answer for everyone, but it helped me begin to find my way.)

This track isn’t perfect, neither am I.
But it’s honest. And sometimes, that’s enough. 💙🎵🕊️

This track is for the kids who feel everything.
💙 For the ones masking to fit in.
💙 For the ones melting down inside.
💙 For the ones still searching for a safe place to just be.

You’re not broken. You’re brilliant.
And your rhythm matters. 🎵🕊️

****Lyrics****

They said, “Use your words,”
But mine don’t come when I need them
They said, “Pay attention,”
But I already was, just not the way they wanted
I don’t talk much in class
But my head never stops
I see things they don’t
And they call it “wrong”

It’s too loud, too bright, too fast
And I’m trying, I promise, I really am
But I don’t fit in their lesson plan
So they call me “difficult” again
I’m not broken, I’m not bad
I just need someone to understand
It’s too loud, too bright, too fast
And I’m doing the best I can

The lights flicker hard
And the questions come too quick
They say “just be normal”
But don’t say what that is
I like quiet corners
They call that “hiding”
But I call it breathing
When the noise keeps rising

It’s too loud, too bright, too fast
And I’m trying, I promise, I really am
But I don’t fit in their lesson plan
So they call me “difficult” again
I’m not broken, I’m not bad
I just need someone to understand
It’s too loud, too bright, too fast
And I’m doing the best I can

I wish they’d stop asking me why I’m like this
And just ask me what I need
They might find I’ve got answers
They’ve never even seen

Then one day they handed me a clarinet
Said, “Let’s see what happens”
And I did
I held it close
Like something that understood
One steady breath
And the chaos moved

It’s still loud, still bright, still fast
But I found a way to hold it back
Through every note I find my pace
In every sound, I carve some space
No, it didn’t fix everything
But it helped my heart to sing
It’s still loud, still bright, still fast
But now I know who I am

I am not naughty
I am not wrong
I just needed
My own kind of song
And if you’re someone who stands beside us
When the world feels too sharp to explain
Who waits through the silence
And stays through the strain
If you've helped us breathe
When the noise felt too wide
If you’ve shown us our value
Instead of making us hide
Then thank you
For seeing the spark
For hearing the thread
For loving us gently
When others just fled

🎵 Too Loud, Too Bright, Too Fast

72 Hours

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This piece is about being strong an not wanting to be in between things. Hope you like it and glad to hear your opinion on it....

Valissa

“The morning star reminds us that even in darkness, light is on its way.” - Author Unknown

The Letter ~ For Helen

`What happens when 'Renaceré' travels to the heart of Andalucía?`

`This. An instrumental reinvention where the epic ballad is reborn through the soul of a Spanish guitar. A passionate, visceral journey where the "duende" tells the story without a single word.`

`Best enjoyed with headphones.`

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2.RENACERÉ [Instrumental (Versión Andalucía)]

Music is my meditation, a journey away from the rush of daily life. I shape soundscapes that brings me peace and clarity, where silence is rare and chaos fills every space, music becomes my path to a place, where the noise fades and the soul can finally breathe.

Are You There

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🎵 Dieser Track stammt aus dem kompletten "ChillMix Vol. 2"
🔗 Kompletter 60min Mix: https://soundcloud.com/stephan-herzhauser/chillmix-2?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing&si=a4b6b55b204748d79ff08b6a611fdcc9
💫 Weitere Highlights aus dieser Serie findest du im Vollmix

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Pouria Rostami, known as ROSTAMACE, is a pioneer in Steel Mace Training and an exceptional music producer and composer. He skillfully merges the ancient art of mace training with his captivating musical creations.

Pouria's journey began at age 10 with martial arts, learning from seasoned practitioners and developing the innovative Rostamace Routine, which prioritizes functionality over sheer strength. His training is deeply influenced by his heritage as a descendant of the legendary warrior Rostam.

In music, Pouria's talent emerged early. By age nine, he had completed formal lessons and began rigorous training in composition and production. Under the moniker ROSTAMACE, his music transcends language, weaving tales of love, passion, and joy, inviting listeners into a world where melody is the universal language.

72 Hours

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