Nice Cover - Made to sound robotic to mimic the ticking of a clock.

I Need Some Sleep (from Shrek 2) | Eels Cover By Adam Whitmore

Open Season categorizes the difficulties the USA has had during the last four years.

6. Statue Pull

Is It Wrong That I Didn't Cry?

dsundre - 528 ya mi alma judgements surface

I guess looking back there was a time when I felt how shallow and short this life can be and what our existence can amount to are we lost in time what was it all for when we all slip back into the ground....

My Bones all thats left

electro dark synths EMO indie rock


Intro – dark synth bass + ambient guitar noise, slow build-up, whispered echoes]

[Verse 1]
Lost on an island, the branches divide,
shadows are moving, they steal all the light.
I follow a pathway that fades into dust,
every step closer — still further from trust.

[Low vocal, restrained, with pulsing groove]

[Pre-Chorus]
The sky was open, then it turned to stone,
the moon was shining, then it left me alone.

[Build intensity with organ pad, add backing whisper]

[Chorus]
The moon is a stranger, hiding from view,
I reached for its silver, it slipped like the truth.
What looked so near now drifts away,
a promise I can’t hold, a dream I can’t stay.

[Big layered chorus, delay on vocals, guitar swells]

[Verse 2]
Faces are flickering, like ghosts in the trees,
the wind is confessing in secret degrees.
I thought I had found it, the end of the maze,
but echoes are laughing — they cover my gaze.

[Beat slightly heavier, guitars with tremolo/delay]

[Pre-Chorus]
The road was certain, then it broke in two,
the voice was tender, but it wasn’t you.

[Short drop before chorus, vocal echo]

[Chorus]
The moon is a stranger, hiding from view,
I reached for its silver, it slipped like the truth.

[Repeat with fuller instrumentation]

[Bridge]
If I walk in circles, will the sky forgive?
If the night betrays me, do I still live?
If the light deceives me, I will still burn —
lost in the lesson I’ll never learn.

[Minimal arrangement – tribal beat + organ pad only, whispered backing vox]

[Final Chorus]
The moon is a stranger, I know it well,
a mirror of heaven, a shadow of hell.
It shines, then vanishes — always the same,
I walk without ending, I call out your name.

[Layered, anthemic – add backing vocal harmonies, synth swell, full drums]

[Outro]
The moon… the moon… the stranger… the flame.

[Fade with whispered echoes + ambient guitar noise, slow filter sweep]

moon is a stranger

Pequeños Milagros

(símbolo: ternura / gratitud / belleza escondida en lo cotidiano)

[Verso 1]
No en el fuego ni en el clamor,
ni donde brilla el resplandor.
Sino en la mano que te tocó,
en el regreso… sin estar solo.

[Verso 2]
Una lágrima que limpia el gris,
una risa suave, un porqué feliz.
Sin banderas ni canción —
solo queda el corazón.

[Estribillo]
🕯️ Pequeños milagros, callados y fieles,
se esconden entre lo que tú ya tienes.
En cada suspiro, en cada señal —
no están lejos… están acá.
Tan cerca… están acá.

[Interludio instrumental]
(harpa o piano minimalista, atmósfera cálida)

[Verso 3]
Buscamos signos en lo celestial,
pero el amor nos habla sin igual.
Una palabra, una taza de té —
una majestad que no se ve.

[Estribillo – con armonía final]
🕯️ Pequeños milagros, callados y fieles,
se esconden entre lo que tú ya tienes.
En cada suspiro, en cada señal —
[ bridge]
no están lejos… están acá.
Tan cerca… están acá.

[Final – susurrado o solo musical]
No hay que buscar tan lejos…
los milagros… están contigo.

pequeños milagros nuevos.

Ten women, ten stories, one truth: love isn't meant to last forever, and that's what makes it beautiful. From wine-soaked Tuesday afternoons to wedding dance floors, from exhausted surrender to empowered acceptance, these jazz-kissed pop confessions capture what women in their 30s and 40s really know about love's expiration dates.

Tired of trying

Desert Fever, City Cold is the story of what I lived through on the way from Marrakech to Casablanca. The heat in Marrakech left me drenched in sweat, only to be thrown into freezing air on the train, where I caught a fever that hit me hard. By Sunday I was wandering the city for hours, trying to find a pharmacy, following maps that didn’t add up, streets closed and silent. It felt like a test, every step heavy, my body aching, my nose running, too weak to stand, too restless to lie down. At last I found a strange, spicy medicine that burned on my tongue but gave me relief. The song carries that whole journey—the fire of the desert, the chill of the train, the loneliness of searching in vain, and finally the spark of recovery, the will to rise again.

Desert Fever, City Cold

Empire of the Ego

Radio Company was formed in 2018 in Austin, TX as a collaboration between Jensen Ackles and Steve Carlson.  
www.radiocomusic.com
Instagram: @radiocomusic
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Written by Steve Carlson and Jensen Ackles
Photos by Greg Giannukos
Subtitles by Bluegreenraindrops
© 2019 Two Chair Entertainment, LLC

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