[Intro]
London rain on the glass… another Tuesday.
You know, for a while… I was your little bit of spice. Your… exotic.
But I guess everyone goes home in the end, yeah?
(uh)

[Verse 1]
You left no time for regret, no
Kept your next one wet
With your same old Brixton bet
Me? I keep my head high
Make sure all my tears stay dry
I'll get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew, yeah
So far removed now
From the world we tried to build through
And I'm on a troubled track, babe
Feels my future's stacked
Guess I'll go back to black

[Verse 2]
Said I love you so much
But my love was not enough
You craved your rum punch, I sipped my quiet puff
And our life… it felt like a pipe dream
Now I'm a tiny kopek rollin' up the walls inside, it seems
I was your Polish prize, your little Slavic surprise
But novelty wears off before your English eyes
You’re back to your Sunday roast, the girl you know the most
And I’m just a heartbroken, Eastern Bloc ghost.

[Chorus]
We just said goodbye with words
Felt like I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to…
We just said goodbye with words
Felt like I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to…

[Bridge]
Black, black, black, black
(The colour of your skin, the colour of my mood)
Black, black, black
(The cab that took you home to her)
I go back to…
I fall back to…

[Chorus]
We just said goodbye with WORDS!
Felt like I died a thousand TIMES!
You return to HER!
And I go back to…
(Yeah!) We just said goodbye with words
I swear I died a thousand times
You go back to her…
And I go back to black.

[Outro]
Back to black…

London Rain On The Glass (Sped-up Radio Edit)

Adrenaline (Prod. By TJ.Hunt)

[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)

Я пес

Merci à  " TeTee " pour cette interprétation veloutée .

CE MONDE N'EST PAS MON REVE

CE MONDE N' EST PAS MON RÊVE    ( C.Lena  @ sacem 2025)

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

eternal spirals

In my dreams i see you

A heartfelt duet that sends nothing but blessings, peace, and love. With soulful harmonies and uplifting lyrics, this track is a prayer in melody—reminding listeners to breathe, rest, and let good energy flow.

Perfect for quiet mornings, healing nights, or whenever you need music that feels like light. 🌸✨
#SoulHealing #PositiveVibes #RnbSoul #DuetMagic #SpiritualMusic #LoveAndLight #PeacefulEnergy #HealingThroughMusic #SoundCloudSoul #GoodEnergyOnly #InspirationInSong #UpliftedVibes
#Mossheart #undergroundartist #Pop #popsong #time  #newmusic #newsongs

Amazing Day

A whisper that gets under your skin and a bass you feel in your bones. Immerse yourself in the beautiful violence of this obsession

Don't Save Me

🕸️ 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