Сотни гортензий

“Старий поглянув на безмежний простір моря й збагнув, який він тепер самотній. Проте побачив він і райдужні відсвіти в темній товщі води, й туго напнуту жилку, що зникала в глибині, й дивне коливання тихої морської гладіні. Тепер і над морем скупчувались хмари, віщуючи пасат, а глянувши вперед, старий побачив табун диких качок, що летіли над водою, чітко вирізняючись на тлі неба,— на якийсь час їх обриси неначе затуманювались, тоді знов ставали чіткі,— і він зрозумів, що людина в морі ніколи не буває самотня.”

Ти мені подобаєшся (Bonus track)

Indie Pop, Dreampop, Hypnagogic Pop, Neo-Psychedelica, Indie Rock, Alternative

the photo detective (tonight i feel fine)

White Shoes (prod.wetgropes)

Just Another Love Song

[Instrumental Intro]

I’m staring out the window,
the landscape blurs like a dream.
Long lines of lights go streaming by,
like frames from a silent scene.

Painted ribbons in the sky,
I caught you once with just one eye,
through the glass of my train car door —
you passed by,
smiling gently,
your hair caught in the breeze.

⸻

[Bridge]

And it feels a little foolish
pretending I don’t see,
pretending I don’t feel you
still turning back in me.

Those strands of hair
caught in the draft,
brushing lips and eyes —
you’re still so beautiful.

⸻

[Verse]

I remember us,
standing at the platform edge,
as time just stood and waited,
the crowd passed like a blur —
but there was only hush,
and the dark,
and your beating heart…

Until I opened my eyes.

⸻

[Refrain]

It was long ago,
and maybe not even real,
just a memory lost in the morning mist,
tucked in the bottom drawer I never open.

⸻

[Bridge – reprise]

And now you walk past my window again…

It feels so strange,
pretending I don’t see,
pretending I don’t feel again,
pretending I don’t glance
toward those half-closed doors
across the aisle.

⸻

[Instrumental Intermezzo]

It was long ago,
and maybe not even real,
just a memory lost in the morning mist,
tucked in the bottom drawer I never open.

⸻

[Outro Verse]

I rush out after you,
catching luck in a butterfly net —
and somehow I know I’ve caught you,
I’ve caught you…

⸻

[Bridge – outro]

Just you and me,
and never alone…

[Instrumental Outro]

rain-in-the-train-(remastered).mp3

[Verse 1]
Just a moment,
heartbeat racing, breath runs light,
dreamy eyes in morning light.
A few sweet notes
still echo deep inside,
a secret song
you’ve never shared or tried.

[Chorus]
It’s love in D major,
that nylon-strung guitar tone,
etching forever in your bones.
You feel the butterflies inside,
and a tender mess
you can’t quite hide.

[Verse 2]
So don’t slow down,
you’ve got the spark,
each step ahead,
you light the dark.
No stormy cloud can steal your day,
just melody
to guide your way…

[
It’s love in D major,
those golden strings that softly hum,
they echo long after they’re strummed.
Your belly flutters like a breeze,
and in your soul —
a trembling ease.

Flashes turn to warming rays,
you hold the keys to love’s own gates.
Unlock the door,
just play it true —
while strings still sing,
they carry you

[
It’s love in D major,
in every chord your heart has known,
a whispered sound that leads you home.
The butterflies begin to rest,
and in your chest —
peace beats its best.

[

guitar-love.mp3

lines-in-my-spring.-(psd)

Verse 1]
Truth is a light,
guiding you down that shadowed street.
Truth is a weight,
but it sets your heavy mind free.
You can feel it burn,
but still it helps you see —
the road ahead is yours to keep.

⸻

[Verse 2]
There comes a time,
when truth must rise and speak.
Not from the skies,
but deep inside your feet.
I walked that path,
kept my eyes on the line —
never looked back, but still lost time.

⸻

[Refrain – soulful layered vocals]
Ooh… truth is the light,
won’t let you hide.
Carries your soul,
opens your mind.
You wear it proud,
you speak it clear —
Truth is the reason you’re still here.

⸻

🎵 [Instrumental bridge – guitar lick / muted trumpets / vibraphone accents]

⸻

[Verse 3 – call & response optional]
Hands on the way, some give, some take —
you learn what’s real, you feel what’s fake.
You walk alone but never numb,
you skip the shortcuts, you don’t run.

⸻

[Verse 4 – reflective, soft dynamics]
The path is long, your days are few,
but it’s all yours, this road is you.
And those who walk beside your flame,
they’ve got a place inside your name.

⸻

🎶 [Final refrain]
Ooh… truth is the light,
not just a spark.
Shines through the noise,
burns in the dark.
You hold it close,
you give it wide —
Truth walks with you, stays by your side.

⸻

[Outro – ad libs]
Yeah… mmm…
Truth walks with you… ohhh…
Stay in the fight…
Don’t lose your light…

in-truth-we-trust. 3.mp3

no people  no man
no  sorry for them
many  thoughts and lot of money
explore sources 
would be funny

[ refrain]
more  people more fun
more  fun for more people
shame has no place
not here
not you

[ instrumental intermezzo]

you can call me  Summi

with your past make better future
 around  you is different culture
acceptance and tolerance 
and other stuff 
in your head 
guard you against vultures

more  people more fun
more  fun for more people
shame has no place
not here
not you

neiborghood's watching your
every single step
when you'r borders crossing
never ever turn back
warnings  signs woun't stop you
no one will cut your head

[ bridge]
keep your drive
don't loose grip
stay tuned on this trip!

[ instrumental intermezzo]
[ bridge]
[refrain]

more  people more fun
more  fun for more people
shame has no place
not here
not you

call-me-sumy ( re mixed up )

[ instrumental intro]
⸻

[Verse 1]
Not everyone knows
what it means to let go
to stand in the rain
while the thoughts disappear —
someone’s killing them slow.

You chase a moment of fame
but it vanishes, thin as steam.
You used to walk alone
now you’re two
inside the same dream.

⸻

[Verse 2]
Both feet on the ground,
your eyes to the sky,
your posture says strength —
but something inside
is whispering, “why?”

[ instrumental intermezzo]
[ bridge]

[Chorus]
Not everyone knows
how to forget for good.
Standing in rain,
your mind’s misunderstood.
You look up — the clouds are torn,
your umbrella is broken,
your faith has worn.

⸻

[Bridge ]
You give no room for words to grow,
but they should flow —
from silence, slow.
They never come,
they never stay —
lost forever
in the springtime rain.

⸻

[Instrumental Intermezzo – guitars / piano]

⸻

[Refrain ]
Now you’re standing still,
in that same old rain —
all the thoughts are gone,
washed down the drain.

⸻

[Outro ]
Not everyone knows
what it means
to let go…

[ instrumental outro ]

not-everyone-knows-(remastered).mp3

⸻
[ intro instrumental ]

⸻

[Verse 1]
The fire spreads,
the silence breaks.
A hole inside
no light can fake.

They see it now,
you’ve got no time —
just burning edges
and a crooked line.

⸻

[Chorus – hypnotic, emotional lift]
🎵 While the fire burns,
while the fire grows,
hope is the light
that slowly shows.
Truth is coming,
clouds move fast —
what you were seeking
is already past. 🎵

⸻

[Verse 2]
Your hands reach out
to yesterday.
But ashes fall
and slip away.

[ bridge]
You chase the wind,
you lose your pace.
What once felt holy
leaves no trace.

⸻

[Chorus – repeat with more texture]
🎵 While the fire burns,
while the fire grows,
hope is the light
that slowly shows.
Truth is near,
your soul exposed —
you tried to catch it,
but doors have closed. 🎵

⸻

[Bridge – minimalist, almost whispered]
🎵 It’s coming to you,
rising inside you,
facing your silence,
then falling beside you. 🎵

⸻

[Outro – mantric loop or vocal reverb layer]
🎵 While the fire burns… while the fire burns… while the fire burns…
(echoed fading into ambient synth/guitar wash)

while-the-fire-burns-(dark-mode--style-).mp3

H-dMan Such blends layered guitars, dreamy textures and melodic songwriting into a unique indie/psych-rock signature. Rooted in the DIY spirit, his tracks evolve through a constant dialogue with sound — often born from intuition, crafted with AI-enhanced tools, and matured like vintage tape recordings.

His influences range from Tame Impala and The Strokes to D’Angelo and Tom Misch, mixing British pop-rock flair with neo-soul undertones. With over 150 released tracks and counting, he navigates themes of identity, time, dreams and memory. Songs like “Room 13,” “Mira de Espacio” or “Songwriter Night Mare” have landed on curated playlists across the UK, USA, France and Spain.

Currently working on “7en Ways to Truth” — a multilingual concept album — and preparing for a live showcase with Alternativa Hub Radio in Brazil. No managers, no labels — just stories turned into songs.


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