The cycle
Too afraid
To break
Too afraid
(Too afraid)
To break
(Too afraid)

The cycle
Too afraid
To break
Too afraid
(Too afraid)
To break
(Too afraid)

It's just so easy to stay

What do you do
When the things you used to love
Don't help you escape from reality
(Like they used to)

Where do we go
When all that we used to know
Won't help us grow from our past
Like they're meant to

I remain next to calmness
It's been so reliant
So I stay inside it
Put my earbuds in
And turn on some silence

When hail starts to thunder
Where will the geese swarm
When the flames turn to winter
And there's nowhere warm

They'll do what's natural
They'll fly anyways
They'll try anyways
The sky awaits

Who would we be
If not for the simpler things
That we work to remain beside
(Like we're used to)

Who would we be
If we drifted far apart
So we meet online just to spend some time
Like we're meant to
Dooo

I remain next to stillness
It's been so reliant
So I stay inside it
Put my earbuds in
And turn on some silence

When the current freezes over
Where will the flounder swarm
When the flow turn to winter
And there's nowhere warm

They'll do what's natural
They'll defy anyways
They'll still try anyways
The sea awaits

We follow a rhythm
That we won't forsake
It's our recital
(Hmmm)
I'm in a cycle
I'm too afraid
To break

It's just so easy to stay

The cycle
Too afraid
To break
Too afraid
(Too afraid)
To break
(Too afraid)

The cycle
Too afraid
To break
Too afraid
(Too afraid)
To break
(Too afraid)

Lost in my room
Stuck in my ways
There's no more doom
For me to praise

Defined my prism
A mental prison
I'll do again
What I did
Yesterday

I'm in a cycle
I'm just too afraid
To break
Too afraid
(Too afraid)
To break
Too afraid
(Too afraid)
To break
(I'm so afraid)

It's just too scary
To stray

Escape Prism

The song presents a haunting yet beautiful meditation on death and remembrance. Instead of traditional mourning, the speaker wishes for "strange flowers" to be planted on their grave, allowing them to symbolically live on through nature. These flowers, growing under moonlight and rain, carry the speaker’s essence, whispering their untold stories. Rejecting stone markers or epitaphs, the song embraces a more ethereal, organic legacy. The repeated chorus suggests a mystical afterlife where the speaker dances through the petals, drinking their nectar, blurring the line between death and an ongoing, poetic existence.

Strange Flowers

Same Old Problem 2.0

It  started with a project.
The Dj play and a use of good MUSIC, night after night… years of creativity combined with goosebumps feelinge! 
Up from the  ashes came...  
:DjayABUELO™️ 
Actually abuelo means GRANDFATHER in the Spanish language and from the 
Tomas XO project (over many years…)  just making orginal music as a big hobby.
Just  from the beginning of February 2025 we open our huge archive with good and bad music, beeing a creative future just for  "going to make the days little bit better".    

MOTTO: The place of music.... 
is a place for fun-loving batty boys, dirty tykes, beautiful dykes, homos, heteros, good girls, bad boys, in-betweens, go-betweens, bi's, butches, duchesses, femmes, guys, gals, singles, couples, , lippy lezzers, drag kings, princesses, no stresses, dancers, prancers, sitters, chatters but absolutely 
a place for YOU!  💕

Doc number:  e95658b8-c1e3-4d64-b3be-ed8ca880222b

RAINY DAY RHYTHM*

Right to Love

Drowning in My Mind

songwriter looking for publisher etc..send me a message.

Godsend (DEMO)

Please Listen To Me

written by Darren 'Emy Mac' McKenzie produced by Darren 'Emy Mac' McKenzie/AI 
AI Vocalist Starlet X 

Do You Know Me

Holding On inna Di Storm

CERINA YOU ARE THE LIGHT*

:DjayABUELO 
The place of music....

It  started with a project.
The Dj play and a use of good MUSIC, night after night… years of creativity combined with goosebumps feelings!and… Up from the  ashes came
        :DjayABUELO™️ 
Actually abuelo means GRANDFATHER in the Spanish language and from the  Tomas XO project 
(over many years…)  just making orginal music as a big hobby.
Just  from the beginning of February 2025 we open our huge archive with good and bad music, just for chairing you with you. 
Yes just try to be a creative future  "make the days little bit better" for all of us💕

MOTTO: The place of music.... 

is a place for fun-loving batty boys, dirty tykes, beautiful dykes, homos, heteros, good girls, bad boys, in-betweens, go-betweens, bi's, butches, duchesses, femmes, guys, gals, singles, couples, , lippy lezzers, drag kings, princesses, no stresses, dancers, prancers, sitters, chatters but absolutely 
a place for YOU!  💕

Tomas XOXO

CERINA YOU ARE THE LIGHT*

T🅾️M🅰️S XO™️ project