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The messenger 
Sometimes appears 
The messenger 
Sometimes disappears 
The messenger
is sometimes confused or lost

Yet maybe … (maybe) … maybe 
They have something you oughta hear

No one is coming to save you. (To save you)

dressed in a shadow from head to toe
He appeared in front of me
In a place that can alter shape or mood
With a click of a button 
It’s a game too serious to see
Here the sky is the limit 
But the sky ends abruptly 
Everything has its end
Except maybe (maybe) space and time

Yet maybe … (maybe) … maybe 
They have something you oughta hear

The message evaporates … yeah yeah yeah
The message vanishes … mmmmmmmmmm
The message dissolves … … no.no.no.no 
My Messenger walks away without a farewell … bye bye bye

No one is coming to save you
(No one is coming to save you) 
Mmmmmmmmmm,

Lessons to be learned 
Stories to be heard 
Tales to be spun
Morals to be sung
Things you need to hear
But prefer to ignore
The messenger. From the messenger … 
(Bye bye bye)

Sometimes the Messenger stays for awhile
Sometimes the messenger walks right by
Sometimes sometimes they are unseen (invisible)
Sometimes they come in a dream 

The messenger 
Sometimes appears 
The messenger 
Sometimes disappears 
The messenger
Sometimes is confused or lost

Yet maybe … (maybe) … maybe 
He  has something i oughta hear

No one is coming to save me 

The message evaporates … yeah yeah yeah
The message vanishes … mmmmmmmmmm
The message dissolves … … no.no.no.no 
My Messenger walks away without even a farewell … bye bye bye

No one is coming to save me  … no no no no no

No one is coming to save me  . . . Bye bye bye bye


"The Messenger" explores themes of communication, isolation, and self-reliance. The messenger symbolizes a mysterious figure who delivers important messages but often appears and disappears, leaving confusion and a sense of loss. The lyrics emphasize that "no one is coming to save you," highlighting the need for personal accountability in facing life's challenges.

Imagery of a shadowy messenger in a mutable environment suggests the fleeting nature of understanding and reality. The song reflects on crucial lessons often ignored, while the repeated notion of messages evaporating or dissolving signifies the struggle to retain valuable insights. Ultimately, it captures the bittersweet journey of seeking guidance while recognizing the necessity of navigating one's own path.

the messenger

Nel nostro giardino i nostri fiori sono i figli. 
Saranno loro a continuare nel dono dell’amore. 

IL GIARDINO DELL’AMORE

Un giardino curato con amore
Fiori di rara bellezza che parlano al sole
Le loro petali danzano, al ritmo del vento
E il profumo dei loro cuori, si spande ovunque


La vita è un tessuto, di fili intrecciati
Un tappeto di storie, che si snodano e si intrecciano
E noi siamo solo fili, che si uniscono e si separano
Ma il nostro amore rimane, come un profumo che permane

I fiori hanno bisogno, di acqua e di luce
Per crescere e fiorire, e mostrare la loro bellezza
E noi, come fiori, abbiamo bisogno di amore
Per vivere e crescere, e mostrare la nostra verità


La vita è un tessuto, di fili intrecciati
Un tappeto di storie, che si snodano e si intrecciano
E noi siamo solo fili, che si uniscono e si separano
Ma il nostro amore rimane, come un profumo che permane


Quando i fiori appassiscono e i loro petali cadono
Ecco che il miracolo della vita si rinnova
Nuovi fiori spunteranno e la bellezza sarà rinnovata
E l’amore come in un testamento continuerà 

La vita è un tessuto, di fili intrecciati
Un tappeto  di storie, che si snodano e si intrecciano
E noi siamo solo fili, che si uniscono e si separano
Ma il nostro amore rimane, come un profumo che permane


Nel mio giardino ho tre fiori
Giordi 
Ale
Matte
Quando saremo lontani, Il nostro insegnamento rimarrà, 
E i nostri fiori saranno come i vostri fiori, continueranno a fiorire
E il profumo del nostro e il vostro cuore, si spanderà ovunque.

Il giardino dell’amore

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It's hard to keep your head up
when it seems love's sun doesn't want to shine
on this heart of mine
I was  drawing red lines and wasting time 
was there something I missed ?
I'm breaking pencils
crossing another name off my list

Too much this- not enough of that 
mis-matched like two lost socks
feels like I 'm sitting in an idiot box
completely incomplete  
where are  there directions
to get off lonely street ?

Chance encounter
at my neighborhood coffee shop 
You spilled your coffee on my sleeve
I lied and said it wasn't hot 
You smiled and said
beautiful you, beautiful lie
Would you like to have dinner tonight ?

Until you...
your love created  colors I 'd never seen 
with your heart wide open 
truth openly spoken
my beautiful beautiful  dream
that's come true 
I never thought I could feel this way 
that being imperfect is  perfectly ok 
Until you

Sometimes what you're looking for
is just around the corner 
and you find your precious gem
that maybe someone else looked over
hold on to your dreams 
because you deserve them 
To my own self be true
But I never knew this 
Until you

Chorus

Until you...
your love created  colors I 'd never seen 
with your heart wide open 
truth openly spoken
my beautiful beautiful  dream
that's come true

Until you...
your love created  colors I 'd never seen 
with your heart wide open 
truth openly spoken
my beautiful, beautiful  dream
that's come true 
Until you

your love created  colors I 'd never seen 
My beautiful, beautiful dream
that's come true
because of you

Until You

A song about the eighties. Back when I was young and time was not something you thought about. Leg warmers, ripped jeans, arcades, cassette tapes and the coolest decade for new sounds and exciting music. Everything was new and exciting and we were invincible. This was also the decade where I met my dear wife who I love just as much today as I did then. A tribute to a fantastic decade

GOOD TIMES

PROJECTION by Nova J

I wanna be like YOU
Wanna be like ME
Wanna be like HE
Wanna be like SHE
Wanna be like SHE
Wanna be like ME
Wanna be like YOU
Wanna be like—

I wanna be like YOU
Wanna be like ME
Wanna be like HE
Wanna be like SHE
Wanna be like SHE
Wanna be like ME
Wanna be like WE

I believe your projection
You believe my projection
We believe the reflection
But nobody sees the cracks

I’m stoned
I don’t wanna be alone
Will you drive me home
Or leave me on my own?

I’m stuck
Outta pills and luck
Tired of feeling fucked
Tell me, do you give a fuck?

I wanna be like YOU
Wanna be like ME
Wanna be like HE
Wanna be like SHE
Wanna be like SHE
Wanna be like ME
Wanna be like ME

I wanna be your projection
You believe my projection
We believe the reflection
And we call it connection

Maybe I’ll float away
Melt into yesterday
Maybe I’ll call your name
Just to hear what you say
Maybe you’ll feel the same
Or maybe I’ll go insane

Stoned…
Don’t wanna be alone…
Stoned…
Don’t wanna be alone…

I wanna be like YOU
Wanna be like ME
Wanna be like HE
Wanna be like HE
Wanna be like SHE
Wanna be like ME
Wanna be like ME
Wanna be like—

I wanna be your projection
You believe my projection
We believe the reflection
And we call it connection

I wanna be your projection
You believe my projection
We believe the reflection
And we call it connection

PROJECTION

Ho incontrato una vecchia signora

Ho incontrato una vecchia signora
Con i guanti la sciarpa e il cappello
Mi diceva che sono un amore
Ma suo figlio è molto più bello

Occhi neri e il sorriso smagliante
Una statura molto imponente
Suo figlio una nave viaggiante
Nel cuore e nella sua mente

Ha un viso grazioso che incanta
È una donna di bella presenza
Ma lei sottovoce mi dice
Sono stanca e non sono felice

Tiene in braccio un gran mazzo di fiori
Lo accarezza con timide mani
Come una mamma che tiene suo figlio
Ma quei fiori son crisantemi

Son vent’anni e il mese era maggio
Son vent’anni che ormai io non dormo
È partito per un lungo viaggio
Un viaggio lungo e senza ritorno

Ho incontrato una vecchia signora
Con i guanti la sciarpa e il cappello
Mi diceva che sono un amore
Ma suo figlio era molto più bello

Ho incontrato una vecchia signora

Don’t Stop Believin’ is an inspiring pop/rock anthem about holding on to hope and chasing dreams. It tells the story of everyday people searching for meaning and connection. With its powerful chorus and uplifting message, the song encourages perseverance, reminding listeners to stay strong and never give up on themselves.

Don’t Stop Believing

Your gone forever

Shadows of a mind

A rhythmic, emotional bounce-back track about reclaiming your footing after a breakup. The sound hits like motivation with a scar.

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