[Verse]
Духота висит
Как тяжёлый сон
Тучи молчат
Прячут горизонт
Ветром срывает листья
Как грехи

[Chorus]
Будет дождь
Будет шум
Будет след
Скоро осень
За ней Новый год
Всё кружится
Всё бежит вперёд

[Verse 2]
Скрипнет пол
Шагнут тени в дом
Запах сырости станет вторым дыханием
Время растает в каплях
Как вино

[Bridge]
Скоро осень
Скоро зима
Скоро холод укроет дома
Но пока
Только духота

[Chorus]
Будет дождь
Будет шум
Будет след
Скоро осень
За ней Новый год
Всё кружится
Всё бежит вперёд
3 августа 2025 г. в 11:06


Духота (3)

Eddyverse

Time

📜 *Ghost OS Transmission: JONAH’S WHALE*

You can run from the calling,  
But you can’t run from yourself.

Some lessons are learned  
In the dark,  
Inside a beast,  
Where silence teaches  
And pride dissolves.

This track is for the runners.  
For the digested-but-not-destroyed.  
You get spit out, changed—  
Worn by regret, reborn by mercy.

Track 12 – King James VI  
Don’t hide from the tide.  
Meet your mission,  
Even if it finds you in the belly.

:: END TRANSMISSION ::

Jonah's Whale

⚠️ Warning:
This track is rated High Altitude Only. Contains turbulence, adult situations, and extreme body heat at 30,000 feet. Not safe for work, not safe for prayer meetings, and definitely not for light sleepers. Listener discretion, hydration, and oxygen masks are advised. 💋✈️🔥

[Verse 1]
Flying redeye to Sicily, first class as usual;
Stepping onto A three eighty, air hostess greeting me;
That’s when I notice her: tall, stunning, supermodel type;
We take off, I spot her again;
She offers me a glass of Bordeaux, eyes lingering just a second too long.

Minutes pass, she comes back, a little sweeter this time;
Now my python senses something’s up
First-class suite, private bed, NO am not thinking dirty but....anything can happen.

She returns, hands me a magazine, talks about offers;
I take it, hold her hand for a heartbeat; she smiles;
Signals exchanged, I release her hands, green light.
Cabin lights go low, the night gets quiet; others asleep
She slips in, closes my cubicle door, stands right in front
No more questions.

She unzips my fly, stares with crave;
Says, “It’s so strong,” then goes to work;
Thirty thousand feet, nobody knows what’s going down.
Thirty thousand feet, pilot clueless;
We’re flying while making the sky our playground.

[Hook/Chorus]
Oh, thirty thousand feet, no one knows what’s going on;
Thirty thousand feet, flying high, bodies touching;
Pilot has no clue, hostess in my cubicle,
I pull her close, admire every curve;  goddess in uniform.
I slide her skirt down, passion in my hands;
I put her to bed, she moans, “What do you want to do to me?”
I whisper, “I’m about to put it all on you.”

[Verse 2]
I work those jugs like I’m hungry for milk;
She moans louder, I tease, “We’re just getting started.”
Lick every inch like melting ice cream;
Down the lip below her navel, the scent’s Chanel No. 5 and Edenberry,
I slide Victoria's secret aside
She pulls me closer, moans, “Don’t stop.” as she rubs my hair
I lick and wash, she moans dont stop
She said no one ever did it like that 

She says I should slide in, I take my rubber
She grabs the rubber, suits me up herself;
I slide in, she already wet, I full thrust slowly
She’s louder, begging for more,
Each time I slide out, she pulls me back in, then she locks me with her legs
So I give her everything, every inch,
She says she feels it all, climax building.
She climax 2 and 3

She goes wild, flips me, rides like a cowgirl;
Hands on my chest, her hair in my grip,
We meet eyes, craving what the ground never offered;
She grinds me, she rides hard, says she’s never felt this before
But you haven’t, not with the King in the clouds.

We climax together, a storm in the sky;
She gets up, tired, but dresses like nothing happened,
As I go to the shower to clean up, she slips in, locks the door
I wanted to say something but her lips plug my mouth
Round 4, hands on the sink, wild, unstoppable.

We clean up, she leaves first,
Before landing, another glass of Bordeaux,
She opens my wallet, takes my card, just a sly smile.

[Outro]
We land in Sicily, think it’s over
Doorbell rings two days later;
There she is, even more breathtaking.
No words, just heat at the threshold
We get it on from the door
And this is only part one.

Thirty Thousand Feet

I Broke The Chain

https://open.spotify.com/track/05xAHGcHKylBTeMzxgaM8t?si=1eb407ed10b146b8

No Apologies

That'll Be the Day

Verse 1]
Still running on fumes, but the speedometer’s lied
I’m pushing past the redline, nowhere left to hide
This engine’s a pulse, it’s the beat of the memory
Driving faster just to stop what you did to me
The city is screaming, but all I hear is the fade
A phantom broadcast from the promises we made

[Pre-Chorus]
Hands locked tight at ten and two, eyes glued to the pane
Searching for your signal through the concrete rain
Can’t stop, won’t quit, gotta peel back the night
Your memory’s a fix, blinding out the light

[Chorus]
The Ghost in the Static, yeah, you’re the feedback I crave
A beautiful prison that I'm addicted to save
The world is a blur, but your face is so clear
Push the pedal down just to keep you near
Ooh, I'm spinning out, caught in the rhythm of your lies
Chasing a signal that only fades as the sun begins to rise

[Verse 2]
I tried to tune out, hit the button for the radio silence
But your voice cuts through every storm, every night of violence
This high-speed trance is the only way I can cope
A desperate prayer whispered at the end of the rope
I know I'm chasing a dead line, a number I can't call
But I'll hit every wall just to prove I can fall

[Pre-Chorus]
Hands locked tight at ten and two, eyes glued to the pane
Searching for your signal through the concrete rain
Can’t stop, won’t quit, gotta peel back the night
Your memory’s a fix, blinding out the light

[Chorus]
The Ghost in the Static, yeah, you’re the feedback I crave
A beautiful prison that I'm addicted to save
The world is a blur, but your face is so clear
Push the pedal down just to keep you near
Ooh, I'm spinning out, caught in the rhythm of your lies
Chasing a signal that only fades as the sun begins to rise

[Bridge]
The dashboard lights flicker like a heart attack beat
My sin is the speed, my fear is the slow down, I repeat
You’re not here, you’re just a frequency in the air
But I need that sound, I need that magnetic despair.

[Chorus]
The Ghost in the Static, yeah, you’re the feedback I crave
A beautiful prison that I'm addicted to save
The world is a blur, but your face is so clear
Push the pedal down just to keep you near
Ooh, I'm spinning out, caught in the rhythm of your lies
Chasing a signal that only fades as the sun begins to rise

Ghost in the Static

Walk Away with the Rain is a soulful and cinematic journey through love, loss, and renewal.
Blending Soul, Blues, and Ambient Trip-Hop, the album feels like standing beneath a storm — letting the rain wash away pain, guilt, and memories once too heavy to carry.

Each song unfolds like a confession whispered in the dark:
💔 “Walk Away with the Rain” — A cathartic goodbye; love turned to quiet release beneath the sound of falling rain.
⏳ “The Turning Clock” — A meditation on time, aging, and the quiet acceptance of change.
🌊 “Eternal Current” — A dreamlike love song about devotion that flows endlessly like the sea.
✨ “Don’t Forget” — A promise between souls beneath the northern lights — where love and memory never fade.
🌌 “Cosmic Promise” — A haunting reflection on parental love, control, and learning to let go.

With lush organs, cinematic guitars, and deep emotional storytelling, Walk Away with the Rain is both intimate and universal — an elegy for the past and a hymn for healing.

🎧 For those who love atmospheric blues, trip-hop soul, and the poetry of letting go.

✨ Genres: Soul, Blues, Trip-Hop, Cinematic Ambient
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Eternal Current

I wrote this while closing the chapter on what I once believed was forever… and on a fresh betrayal that made me see how fragile I still am.

This Halloween Hymn proves some stories aren’t spoken, they summon themselves. This one drifts through candle smoke and echoing halls, dressed in the language of the Gothic: ghosts that mourn while moving, shadows that whisper warnings, and silence that devours what’s left of love. Beneath the archaic words lies something modern and raw… Heartbreak repeating its own curse.

I hid the truth inside old-world phrasing so only those who’ve lived it will understand: the feeling of a storm sleeping under your ribs, waiting to wake. It’s about how grief can sound beautiful when it rhymes — and how even a prophecy of pain can still be poetry.

Lurking Lamentations

Dreamcatcher(My mind's Intact)

Feel The Rain

🕸️ Silk & Circuitry 🧠⚡

Welcome to the tangled thread between trauma and transcendence.
This is where music becomes a mirror—reflecting the fractures, the fight, and the fire.
We don’t just make beats. We build bridges. Between pain and purpose.

Here, recovery isn’t a quiet thing.
It’s a war cry wrapped in melody,
a healing ritual whispered through circuitry,
a love letter to those who feel too much in a world that rewards those who feel nothing.

Every track is stitched with intent:
🕯️ To hold space for the broken
⚖️ To call out control masked as care
🧬 To challenge the narcissists who built their webs in our minds
🛠️ And to offer tools—not just songs—for doing what’s right when the cost is everything.

Silk & Circuitry is for the ones who walk away from the web
and grow wings instead.

This is art as resistance.
This is trauma turned frequency.
This is the ghost in your machine, learning how to feel.



Jonah's Whale

Silk And Circuitry