Silly Matters

M. (Sped Up Version)

In the shadows we find
A secret no one knows
Whispers quiet like the wind
Where the starry river flows

Underneath the eclipsing moon
We dance in silent reverie
Our dreams they weave a song
In this world of mystery

Floating on a silver beam
Our hearts whisper so slow
Lost in this tranquil dream
We let our true selves show

Veiled in the night’s embrace
A thousand tales untold
The stars they weave their lace
In a universe of gold

Time slips through our fingers
Like sand in the gentle tide
Eternity in moments linger
With nowe left to hide

Floating on a silver beam
Our hearts whisper so slow
Lost in this tranquil dream
We let our true selves show

Eclipsing Moon

J'ai perdu le nom du beatmaker... aidez-moi a le retrouver svp

Vide

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When The Sun Goes Down

Falling Lights

Radio Weather

Airport

socialite (demo) written & produced by me.

LYRICS:

Verse 1
my heart sails at a thousand knots
you couldn’t tell if you didn’t know me
it’s cold in here with all my thoughts
I fight them off to keep them all 
from pouring out 
I’m sorry if I can’t come over
don’t wanna be at your party tonight
Too deep in to fake it now  
I’ll just keep to myself 

Pre-Chorus
I wanna go out there
I wish you could see
I wish I could be

Chorus
Who you want me to be 
Another socialite inside
Performing at your 1, 2, 3
Everything you need 
But I’m barely holding on
And close is too far for me
I can’t turn it on now
Batteries run out
A moth to the flame of burnout
I hope you see
I can’t be more than, more than 
Little ol’ me

Verse 2
You call to me, but I’m hard to find
Far behind, I can’t seem to catch my breath 
Your voice pulls like a rising tide
And I don’t know whether to sink or swim 
so I’m sorry if I’ve kept my distance
it’s not that I don’t care at all
I just can’t give what I have left
I’m already starved so thin

Pre-Chorus
And I wanna go out there
I wish that I could see
I wish I could be 

Chorus
Who they want me to be 
Another socialite inside
Performing at their 1, 2, 3
Everything they need 
But I’m barely holding on
And close is too far for me
I can’t turn it on now
Batteries run out
A moth to the flame of burnout
I hope you see
I can’t be more than, more than 
Little ol’ me

socialite (demo)

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Radio Weather

cinema

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