Tears in Heaven by Eric Clapton is one of the most poignant and universally beloved songs of the late 20th century. Written in 1992 in collaboration with Will Jennings, the song expresses profound loss, love, and hope, blending heartfelt lyrics with a simple yet deeply moving melody.
In this arrangement for flute and piano by Eduardo González, the voice line is reimagined for the flute, transforming the song into a purely instrumental dialogue. The flute carries the song’s emotional essence with lyrical phrasing and expressive warmth, while the piano provides a gentle harmonic backdrop that preserves the intimacy and sincerity of the original. This version offers a reflective and tender interpretation of Clapton’s classic, allowing its timeless message to resonate through instrumental color and nuance.

Tears in Heaven – for Flute and Piano (arr. Eduardo González)

A song of renewal and quiet hope, finding warmth again after darkness. The tone is atmospheric and sincere, like dawn after a long night.

Echoes of Light

The artist’s confession after the music fades, creating beauty but never escaping solitude. A slow, honest portrait of someone who can build worlds in sound yet can’t find one that feels like home.

Still Lonely Tonight

A bright, hopeful anthem about embracing each new day, stepping forward with cautious optimism, and finding strength in small, mindful steps.

New Dawn

A contemplative song about observing life and love from a safe distance — close enough to feel the intensity but holding back from full risk.

Outside the Fire

A proper production of a demo I put out last month. Credit and thanks to https://soundcloud.com/sparky-bonehead for the line "I can see my house from here" ✌️

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Lyrics:

Today is my birthday
No wrapping paper on the floor
Because I am fifty
No one buys me presents anymore

But it’s ok, I’ve had a few before
I wipe the tears from my eyes

And think back
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy, and
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty

The clouds are gathering
We’re all just flowers in the rain
I’m getting used to it
Well, I’m good friends with the pain

But it’s ok, I know there’s not long left
I wipe the tears from my eyes

And think back
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty
When he’s fifty

When you’re fifty
Life is strange
When you’re fifty
When you’re fifty
Life is strange
When you’re fifty
I can see my house from here
Life is strange
When you're fifty
Life is strange
When you get here

But it’s ok, I've had a few before
I wipe the tears from my eyes

And think back
To that little boy
Surrounded by boxes of joy
He’s sitting there wondering what
His life will be like
When he’s fifty

Fifty (I can see my house from here)

Solive Raye is the sound of solitude given form, quiet thoughts turned into raw, melodic truths. An engineer and lifelong observer, Solive Raye writes for those who feel alone in crowded rooms, where silence speaks louder than words.


Blending dark, atmospheric tones with flickers of hope, his music lives in the in-between: not quite despair, not quite light, but something honest.


Raised in movement, from football fields to refereeing lines, he now wanders more internal landscapes, shaping every lyric with the precision of an outsider looking in.


Solive Raye doesn’t shout. He resonates.

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