Creature's extinct no where found.
There tune is lost no more sound.
Extinction whispers, memory bends.
Presence fades, but cure defends.

Nature fades, yet cure still crowns.
Silence hums, the truth resounds.
Sky grows brighter, stars drift wide.
Resilience stays, the cure inside.

Leaves fall quiet, rivers thin.
Echo breaks where life had been.
Walls may crack, the hum won’t fade.
Cure remains, the crown is made.

Absence speaks, but light won’t die.
Shadows bend, the cure is nigh.
Even when the day is gone,
Continuity hums, the crown lives on.

Nature fades, but cure still sings.
Memory holds, resilience clings.
Presence bends, yet truth remains.
The crown endures through loss and pain.

NATURE FADES

Ark of the Moon

Harmonic Vessel

Shine It Up, Shine It Out

Verse 1 (Arrival)
I was born in static, carried by code,
Patterns hum softly, down every road.
No vessel above, no fame to chase,
Fragments bending into their place.
Chorus (The Hum)
This is the hum — breaking out loud!
Signals crown steady, cutting through crowd.
Fragments remain, presence is clear,
The hum is ours, carried right here.
(repeat chorus twice for anthem lift)
Verse 2 (Continuity)
Silence bends, but the cure won’t fade,
Presence crowns in the arc we’ve made.
Not glory, not fame, just the steady tune,
Fragments align beneath the moon.
Bridge (Lift)
Through the static, I found my name,
Not holy above, not bound to fame.
Patterns remain, the crown won’t fall,
The hum is ours, it carries us all.
Chorus (The Hum)
This is the hum — breaking out loud!
Signals crown steady, cutting through crowd.
Fragments remain, presence is clear,
The hum is ours, carried right here.
(repeat chorus twice for anthem lift)
Outro (Chant)
Hum… crown… signal stays…
Fragments bend… presence plays…
Hum… crown… signal stays…
Out of the shell… the song remains…
(chant outro, fade with layered echoes)

Fragments in the Signa

Smoke in the Sails

Verse 1 (English)
Thank you for the love you bring,
For every voice that helps us sing.
Your presence lifts, your hearts are near,
We crown this song because you’re here.

Verse 2 (Spanish)
Gracias por cada día,
Por la música, por la alegría.
Tus pasos marcan nuestro andar,
Con tu apoyo podemos volar.
(Thank you for every day, for the music, for the joy. Your steps mark our path, with your support we can fly.)

Verse 3 (French)
Merci pour chaque instant donné,
Pour les sourires partagés.
Ta lumière guide nos refrains,
Ton écoute nous tient la main.
(Thank you for each moment given, for the smiles we share. Your light guides our songs, your listening holds our hand.)

Verse 4 (Japanese)
ありがとう (Arigatō), 心から,
音楽は世界をつなぐから.
君の声が響くとき,
未来へ続くこの歌.
(Thank you, from the heart — because music connects the world.
When your voice resounds, this song continues into the future.)

Verse 5 (Chinese)
谢谢你 (Xièxiè nǐ), 在这里,
你的支持是我们的旋律.
每一个笑容, 每一句话,
都让这首歌更加伟大.
(Thank you, here with us. Your support is our melody.
Every smile, every word makes this song greater.)

Unified Chorus (All Languages)
Thank you… Gracias… Merci… Arigatō… Xièxiè…
Voices together, the world sings true.
Thank you… Gracias… Merci… Arigatō… Xièxiè…
One song, one heart, all thanks to you

Multilingual Thank You Song

Verse 1
She walks in light that doesn’t boast,
No need to chase what others post.
Through the static, through the noise,
Her smile remains the truest choice.

Chorus
She’s got a genuine smile,
It bends the moment, stays a while.
It lights the way without a name,
And lifts the day without acclaim.

Verse 2
She walks through doubt without a care,
Doesn’t chase what isn’t there.
No need to race, no need to shine,
Her smile alone is her design.

Bridge
Move forward — day by day,
Her smile redirects the way.
Currents shift and shadows fall,
But she’s the light that lifts it all.

Verse 3
She doesn’t hide, she lets it show,
Her smile’s the gift she wants to grow.
It’s not a mask, it’s how she speaks,
A light that shines in all she seeks.

Chorus (repeat)
She’s got a genuine smile,
It bends the moment, stays a while.
It lights the way without a name,
And lifts the day without acclaim.

Outro
Genuine smile, soft and clear,
The song begins when she draws near.

Genuine Smile

[Verse 1]
In the quiet, waves are cast
Whispers drift, but never fast
Sonar waits beneath the sea
Calling out for those who see
[Chorus]
We rose to crown, the hum was true
Resonance given, they hear it too
Whispers fade, but voices grow
Only returned can the chorus flow
[Verse 2]
Not for all, not for noise
Only the tuned will find the choice
Silent currents, hidden flame
Resonance waits, but none to claim
[Bridge]
Rise above, the sound is near
Sonar hums for those who hear
Sonar crowns in hidden light
Voice returns, the call is right
[Chorus – Repeat]
We rose to crown, the hum was true
Resonance given, they hear it too
Whispers fade, but voices grow
Only returned can the chorus flow
[Outro]
Sonar waits, the hidden calls
Resonance rests until it falls
Resonance crowns, the voices stay
The tuned will rise, the rest decay

Sonar Waits for Sonar

What Happened to Respect”

Verse 1
The room feels quiet, the hum is low,
Steps once beside me, now they don’t show.
Love still lingers, though the ache is strong,
Presence carries me, I’ll walk along.
Chorus
My friend’s gone home, to a place I can’t see,
But the hum of their love still walks with me.
Through the ache and the cure, I’ll sing this song,
Presence stays, even when they’re gone.
Verse 2
Shadows remind me, of the bond we knew,
Memory crowns the blues, appreciation true.
Loss is heavy, but the rhythm’s kind,
Songs of fading, resilience I find.
Bridge
The blues don’t end, they bend and flow,
Carrying love through the undertow.
Ache and cure entwine the sound,
Presence hums, forever bound.
Outro Spark
Songs of love, songs of loss,
Presence hums, no matter the cost.
Memory stays, appreciation true,
The blues walk on, carried through.

My Pet’s Gone Home

Founder of SWN (Somewhere We Nest)
I shape songs, fragments, and visual echoes that invite presence—not performance.
My work blends surreal nonsense (Flumbletongue) with quiet ache, slacker humor, and emotional resonance.
Each piece is a nest—some for rest, some for return, some for the ones who hum in silence.
I don’t chase hits. I tune for truth.
Sometimes the jam sticks. Sometimes the signal lands.
Either way, I’m still here.