Cant Get Through

Full album
https://atlsplaza-nd.bandcamp.com/album/--8

John - Eternal Light of the Word

Living A Lie

Make it real

SELFISH MAN

When the voices call you scrolling
and their glow feels like the sea
they will steal your midnight hours
and disguise them as a dream

When the headlines kiss your eyelids
and the slogans stroke your skin
you keep leaning into windows
that were never meant to open

When the prophets sell subscriptions
and the saints are pay-per-view
you confess into their servers
they remember more than you

When the mirror starts replying
and it smiles the way you type
every gesture feels rehearsed
every silence gets a like

When the chorus drowns your heartbeat
and the static feels like home
you are singing with the sirens
though you think you're not alone

You can't turn it down
you can't turn away
you can't turn off yourself

You can't mute the hum
you can't close the glow
you can't stop what you know

You can't kill the song
you can't break the spell
you can't silence the well

You can't turn it down
you can't turn away
you can't turn off yourself

Digital Sirens

Composer : Karl Heimgartner Dat :August / 31 / 2025/ © Copyright
Artist: Carlito Home 
Genre: Rock - Chill - Jazz
Single: 2025
Instrumental :  Karl Heimgartner 
Title:  Melodies like Raindrops
Track : 10

My workstation with: Presonus Studio One 5 Professional and LANDR Cromatic Studio 

Mixing: Christine Sampson : Mastering: Alessandro Giordano by MTM Mastering True Music Production/Es
Thank you for the cooperation, Freddie and Team MTM Mastering True Music Productions.

karl-heinz-heimgartner.jimdosite.com/

Melodies like Raindrops

You can write about beauty and nature and flowers
Wide open spaces and bright sunny skies.
Candy and cookies, and savory pies.
But don’t write ‘bout Epstein Files.

You can write about heartache and things that you miss
Things that you may find too hard to resist.
Frenchmen, Italians, or even the Swiss, 
But don’t write ‘bout Epstein’s List. 

‘Cause nobody wants to hear ‘bout it, just let it die
Everyone knows that it’s just one big lie.
Except for the Dems and Republicans too. 
Everyone else, they all know it’s true.
Except for a few who wanna keep it all hid.
And they’d be the ones who did.

You can write about love lost and love found again. 
Write about ladies, or even the men. 
Who, what and where, the why and the when, 
But don’t write ‘bout Epstein’s friends. 

‘Cause nobody wants to hear ‘bout it, just let it die
Everyone knows that it’s just one big lie.
Except for the Dems and Republicans too. 
Everyone else, they all know it’s true.
Except for a few who wanna keep it all hid.
And they’d be the ones who did.

Everything they’ve been accused of, things vile and horrid, and even more
Don’t let it all go unpunished, even the score.

‘Cause nobody wants to hear ‘bout it, just let it die
Everyone knows that it’s just one big lie.
Except for the Dems and Republicans too. 
Everyone else, they all know it’s true.
Except for a few who wanna keep it all hid.
And they’d be the ones who did.



Epstein’s List

Our second single from our debut album "Too Broke For Money". High-energy, in-your-face punk chaos.
Blast it loud, break something cheap, and repeat.

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Lyrics - 

Louder Louder

We’re too loud in the garage, they complain every night
Said the grass is too tall and the mailbox ain’t right
Painted my door neon green just to say
Screw your rules, we’re here to play

Screw your HOA, we’ll crank it loud
Screw your HOA, annoy the crowd
Screw your HOA, this band won’t die
Suburbia can kiss our sky

Neighbors pound the wall, but we don’t care
Turn the amps up, shake the air

Screw your HOA, we’ll crank it loud
Screw your HOA, annoy the crowd
Screw your HOA, this band won’t die
Suburbia can kiss our sky

Suburbia can kiss our sky

Your suburb sucks and we’re never moving out

Screw Your HOA!

Screw Your HOA!!

I’m not one for chasing dreams, but sometimes they chase me.
I just need to learn to love this new reality.
The difference between my wants and needs is often razor thin.
I’ve learned the journey’s not as hard as staying in one place.
And sometimes broken promises are just a change of pace.
Pictures hanging on the wall can come down and be put up once again.
Home is where the heart is – home is my best friend.

I can hear the road a’calling, you would have me stay.
Staying’s so much easier, I might leave anyway.
Out there on the road my mind explodes, it goes in overdrive.
If I stay, this time things will go better, you believe.
And every time I stay it’s harder when I finally leave.
Something tells me go get in the car – get in the car & drive.
Home is where the heart is – home keeps me alive.

You think you have me convinced – but one thing you forget.
Staying’s just not who I am – haven’t done it yet.
This time may be diff’rent but I’ve seen nothing to suggest it will.
There’s no point in crying, tears don’t faze me in the least.
I can plainly see the forest even through the trees.
I know it’s not far away - it’s probably just over the next hill.
Maybe one day I’ll find home - Maybe I never will.
Home is where the heart is - I know it’s there still.

Home Is Where the Heart Is

What You Mean To Me

Retired the beginning of 2023. Been writing music seriously for about six years. Thanks for listening - and sharing!

Home Is Where the Heart Is

Scott Orr