"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all." - Oscar Wilde

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16 ace.

Yoru’s latest release is a 30-track journey built for endless replay. Each song captures a different shade of the night from rain-slick streets and glowing skylines to quiet sunrise drives through an empty city. Lo-fi textures, subtle grooves, and warm analog tones keep you locked in, making it perfect for late-night studying, driving, or zoning out. With short, addictive runtimes and seamless transitions, this album flows like one continuous dream, designed to loop without breaking the mood.

Farewell to the Night

Distant Conversations — lo-fi café beats for deep focus. Warm tape hiss, soft drum grooves, and hushed neon ambience drift through rain-streaked windows—perfect for study, writing, or late-night sessions. Minimal melodies, gentle loops, zero distractions. Press play, settle in, and let the room fade while your mind locks in.

Cafe Window Views

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Vocals // Akemi Fox
Production // Matteo Rawlinson

disposable

Written by myself and @hanahanah

Produced by @typol

Artwork by George Marlon @gorznet

Breaking Roofs ft. HANAH (Produced by Typol)

Produced by Purple Cloud
Written by Nathan Graham / Samuel Joseph
Mixed by Joe Hirst - https://www.42peaks.co.uk/joe-hirst
Mastered by Shawn Joseph at Optimum Mastering

Stream the track: https://nattywylah.ffm.to/cinders

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Lyrics

so how the story goes (lemme find the page)
how the story goes.
come a lil closer... and listen.
it goes a little something like this.
make sure you check behind you (make sure you check behind you)
because the forest doesn't sleep. ('cos the forest doesn't sleep)
crackling, twigs, neck snapping and things
you know the forest doesn't sleep.
they nod their heads to the beat.
(so lemme tell you how it goes...)

feel the decay in my vertebrae
charge my dreams in these moonrays
well i ain't slept for a few days
health is priority, life is reality
another night spent dulling pains by the gallons she
acts like she's smitten tickles skin with the talons bleed
lust for this sultry eyed siren
shame it aint love it's just desiring
yeah that's shits tiring like sisyphus 
rolling up the boulder while im climbing
still jack and jill tumbling fates' cards fumbling
52, picking up the piece my past lumbered me with
my tongue stumbled and slipped like Freuds' whisperings
still im more Jungian;
battle with my Anima and Animus Im shushing them.
raggo man'a'mashing like an animal in bush and then
sparking up the tushunpeng
on a bed of violets - I'm lying with my eyes slit
tired blow the kiss to your violence.

Welcome to the Spiral, looking there behind you.
nothings there, just here.
Spirits in the cinders, see the sirens yeah
 there smiling with their eyes on you.
Prophets mumbling dishonesty.
crackles from the embers leave an amber glow.
Cicadas yeah they follow me, these bastards tryna bother me
got nothing but this fire and smoke!

war with a rainstorm caught in this maelstrom
voices in the tandem probably maybes what i tell them
picking them at random spin the arrow what it lands on then ill trail on
setting sail from out the alcove
long days and dark nights what I count on
and through the depths the light beckons from the mountains
poseidons light beacons, fountains underneath us
feel aquatic and anaesthetised, fighting for me feeling,
kneeling, numb between my feet and thighs
Compass glass splintered as it meets me eyes -
shit im needing guidance.
 tide licks, shudder, boat rocking side to side
and in my mind yeah i think it's where the ride ends.
seagulls cry, hope through my closed eyes
a wave like a golem's hand smashing through the boats side.
ropes fly - lashing like the 9 tails, 
drag my under down like the nose diving crow flies, 
tangling my limbs now. shit i might as well just swim down, 
great deluge relinquishing our sins.
thinking all these things, either sinking or you'll swim
but fate has handed me the dot so time to flow round!

Welcome to the Spiral, looking there behind you.
nothings there, just here.
Spirits in the cinders, see the sirens yeah
 there smiling with their eyes on you.
Prophets mumbling dishonesty.
crackles from the embers leave an amber glow.
Cicadas yeah they follow me, these bastards tryna bother me
got nothing but this fire and smoke!

Cinders

CINDERS (prod. Purple Cloud)

back on da mic....working on an album...heres a taster prod by the badman @oghost

BROKE (prod. ghost)

Hiroshi Hours

Produced by Mac Wetha

Written by N.Graham (Sentric Music) & L.Douglas MacDonald (Copyright Control). Mixed by Joe Hirst for 42 Peaks. Mastered by Philippe Weiss for 42 Peaks.

Stream on DSPs: https://nattywylah.ffm.to/4siblings

4 Siblings is a homage, and a letter of reassurance to family. It's for siblings that, the conditions weren't ready for them to come into this world. It's for siblings that, are not blood related, but are connected through the electromagnetic forces of spirit. It's a song that moves on. It encompasses a blueness but also an acceptance and finally a message of gratitude, love and comfort in that no matter what happens, it's alright. 

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to my 4 siblings that were never born
I miss them but i never
I never met them so i didn't know 'em
plus I got some siblings now
new life, new life
ooh yeah can we get along
new life, new life
'finna get it on

new seeds for a new song
got some nice vibes for a new jawn
some red pills and some blue ones
yeah we're tryna break these illusions
and no sobs gotta move on
got me feeling like bruce
me i move like Mu-Shu out of Mulan
grooving out on life gotta grove on

let it slide yeah slipping
let it slide
let it slide yeah slipping
let it...

slipping… slide...
wriggling by...
slide yeah. slip.

tell my mama don't worry 'bout,
please don't worry 'bout me no...
I'm loved and I'm living and I'm free
tiling on my roof don't leak, don't worry 'bout me
I'd be drinking rain drops if it was so don't please don't...

tell my mama don't worry...
don't worry ‘bout me yeah...
I'm loved and I’m living, I'm free
see the tiling on my roof don't leak, don't worry 'bout me
I'd be drinking rain drops if it was so don't, no, please don't worry.

Im bless, Im blessed.

4 Siblings

4 Siblings (prod. Mac Wetha)

For enquires/ leasing message me on soundcloud, or email me at sasafromnorth@gmail.com

Hiroshi Hours

Sasa from North

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