"Close Your Eyes" by Silver Trees

Please remember me, happily
By the rosebush laughing
With bruises on my chin, the time when
We counted every black car passing

Your house beneath the hill and up until
Someone caught us in the kitchen
With maps, a mountain range, a piggy bank
A vision too removed to mention

But please remember me, fondly
I heard from someone you're still pretty
And then they went on to say that the Pearly Gates
Had some eloquent graffiti

Like 'We'll meet again' and 'Fuck the man'
And 'Tell my mother not to worry'
And angels with their great handshakes
But always done in such a hurry

And please remember me, at Halloween
Making fools of all the neighbors
Our faces painted white, by midnight
We'd forgotten one another

And when the morning came I was ashamed
Only now it seems so silly
That season left the world and then returned
And now you're lit up by the city

So please remember me, mistakenly
In the window of the tallest tower
Call, then pass us by but much too high
To see the empty road at happy hour

Gleam and resonate just like the gates
Around the Holy Kingdom
With words like, 'Lost and found' and 'Don't look down'
And 'Someone save temptation'

And please remember me as in the dream
We had as rug burned babies
Among the fallen trees and fast asleep
Beside the lions and the ladies

That called you what you like and even might
Give a gift for your behavior
A fleeting chance to see a trapeze
Swinger high as any savior

And please, remember me, patiently,
I was still learning how to love
When the devil found my side
He asked me why 
He's never felt like he's enough

For his Father, who cast him out, to the ground
For holding pride in his volition
In his eyes, a crying scream, he said "Pray for me"
If only now I would have listened

Oh please, remember me, and my misery
And how it lost me all I wanted
Those dogs that love the rain and chasing trains
The colored birds above there running

In circles round the well and where it spells
On the wall behind St. Peter
So bright on cinder gray in spray paint
'Who the hell can see forever?'

And please remember me, seldomly
In the car behind the carnival
My hand between your knees, you turn from me
And said the trapeze act was wonderful

But never meant to last, the clowns that passed
Saw me just come up with anger
When it filled with circus dogs, the parking lot
Had an element of danger

So please remember me, finally
And all my uphill clawing
My dear, but if I make the Pearly Gates
I'll do my best to make a drawing

Of God and Lucifer, a boy and girl
An angel kissin' on a sinner
A monkey and a man, a marching band
All around the frightened trapeze swinger

The Trapeze Swinger (Iron & Wine/G.A. Isakov Cover)

"Siempre de pie" was born as a quiet but steady cry. Not out of anger, but out of conviction. It’s about holding on—not with clenched fists, but with an open heart. About keeping on even when you don’t have answers, when everything feels shaky… and still, you don’t fall.

This acoustic version has something very special for me. The guitar keeps the pulse steady and warm, like a heartbeat that doesn’t give up. I added a vintage organ that brings an emotional layer — something like a secular prayer, or a street-born hymn. The phrases are long, because that’s how I felt it: like every line needed all the breath I had to come out. And the vocal harmonies are my way of not singing alone — even if I’m the only one recording it. There’s something collective in the act of staying upright, and I wanted that to come through.

This isn’t a song about heroic resistance. It’s a song for the everyday fight. The kind you hum under your breath when you’re tired, but still know you’ll keep going. Because in the end, that’s what it’s about: keep going, no matter what — Siempre de pie.

Solo esto

Siempre de pie


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Ritual of Us

CLOSER TO HOME is the Debut EP of Singer/Songwriter, Vernon Noronha. 
 
Comprising of 5 songs, the EP explores well-founded experiences, wrapped in warm emotions that take you back Home. 
 
Produced by Leron D'Souza and Vernon Noronha.
Drums - Kristofor Mendonca
Mixed and mastered by Ayan De.

I Have Time

The Ultimate Songs Collection of Suits TV Series

Break The Silence  The Dig  Midnight Flower

Crooked Fingers - Heavy Hours

Villagers - Nothing Arrived

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by AJ Eates at Rhapsody Recording, Pune.

Produced, Written and Performed by The Reasonable Hope.

Row and Sing

helluuu 
so i haven't been able to produce or do shit these past few weeks cause ya gurl broke her mic but I BOUGHT A NEW ONE! 
and obviously i got down to producing this new song i wrote a few days ago 
producing this was fuNNN and i loved all the electric riffs that i put in 
really embracing my style at this point and pls bear my sappy ass lyrics ok im happy deal w it anyway y'all have a listen 

here are the lyrics: 

Shut your eyes my dear 
Paralyze me with your love 
Keep you safe and sound 
Bear my hands, close enough 

Oh, baby please dream of me 
When I'm not there but I want to be 
Hold me tight and close your eyes 
I'm right here in your heart forever 

I wish you peaceful mornings 
I wish you fearless nights 
One day I'll be there with you 
When you wake up with a fright 
But I'm not with you now, darling 
So listen to my voice
I'll soothe you to sleep and slumber 
Kiss you again and make it alright 

Oh, baby please dream of me 
When I'm not there but I want to be 
Hold me tight and close your eyes 
I'm right here in your heart forever.

enjoy xoxo

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