Lost in Thought… or Found There? blends lo-fi bossa nova with the fluid warmth of jazz and the soft polish of adult contemporary. It’s a meditation in motion — a suspended moment of watching, wondering, and never quite knowing. Whispered female vocals float over nylon guitar and gentle Rhodes, wrapped in ambient hush. She isn’t trying to be seen — but in her stillness, everything slows. This is music for introspection, quiet love, and late afternoons that never end.

[LYRICS]

Each time the light
Falls through the trees
It finds her shape
In drifting leaves

She sits so still
By window’s line
She blinks, then turns—
Like lost in time

She’s not aware
Of glances cast
A thought, a breath—
That moment passed

And still I watch
Each time she sways
I ask myself—
Is that her way?

Why do the softest things
Move so deep?
Why do the ones who float
Never sleep?

She isn’t trying
To be seen
But in her quiet—
There’s everything

She stands and leaves
A breath, a trace
It’s not perfume—
It’s simply grace

And every time
She walks on through
I lose my thoughts
To something true

Lost in thought…

Lost in Thought… or Found There?

Padmé’ is the calm before and after the storm—beauty that turned to betrayal, and the awakening that followed. A cinematic confessional wrapped in drill and sci-fi energy, this is the sound of clarity after illusion.

Padme

A poignant piano composition about letting go.

Emotional Planet Volume 1

Letting Go

From the angel Gabriel’s point of view—part divine messenger, part melancholy superhero—this piano ballad gives voice to the weight of bearing news from on high to people down low who struggle to believe - and he can understand why. Honest. Wistful. A little weary. "We're not that different, you and me," he sings across the veil of eternity, holding space for mystery, doubt, and faith. For fans of introspective storytelling in the spirit of Superman (It’s Not Easy) and "Believe It or Not, I'm Walking on Air..." (The Greatest American Hero 1980s TV theme).

You can believe - or not (Gabriel)

Verse 1:
Willie walks through the corners
Blaming the world for his wounds
Gold shines but his soul gets cold
While fear takes control
The differences that he created
Are excuses that he fabricated
Willie, Willie, where did you get lost?
In the victim role that you chose
Chorus (repeat 4 times):
It's the last of the great Willy
It's the last of the great Willy
His ego sings his story
All his glory fades away
Verse 2:
The last Willie hides alone
Thinking his time is worth gold
Others always get the blame
But Willie never feels shame
His fears paralyzed his soul
His dreams just lost control
Willie, Willie, life is calling
But you're still in bed, still falling
Chorus (repeat 6 times until fade out):
It's the last of the great Willy
It's the last of the great Willy
His ego sings his story
All his glory fades away

The Sinking of the Last Willie

Retrospection

Alchemy

“Rearview” is a bleak descent through blurred days and worn-out nights. Driven by numb routine and haunted reflections, it captures the quiet unraveling of a life stuck in motion. Nothing hopeful—just the sound of survival.

Wake at dawn, eyes sore and red,
Same blurred day runs through my head,
Cold coffee spills, bitter truth,
Dog leash tangled, echoes of you.

(Empty passenger seat beside me)
Exhaustion wears a ghostly face,
In rearview mirrors, no escape.

Driving circles, nowhere fast,
Life's on empty, fuel won't last,
Numbness crawls through veins and bones,
Existence feels like driving alone.

Silent wars inside my head,
Promises made, but left unsaid,
Years drown slowly, no relief,
Shadow whispers constant grief.

(Tired bones cracking beneath me)
Pain grips tighter, day by day,
Moments blur, no words to say.

Driving circles, nowhere fast,
Life's on empty, fuel won't last,
Numbness crawls through veins and bones,
Existence feels like driving alone.

Job's gone, they said I fell behind,
"Not enough," echoes in my mind,
Angel in fur, fought until last breath,
Empty rooms filled only with death.

Walking dogs beneath dying skies,
Uber lights blur weary eyes,
Days bleed into a faceless night,
Living's gone, just endless fight.

Rearview

"Rain Mirror" by FlareRoar is a shimmering alt-electronic ballad that explores identity, transformation, and the way memory shifts like water. Built on ambient textures, reflective lyricism, and glitchy raindrop-like rhythms, this track dives into the beauty of change — letting go of old selves to become something new.

Through layered vocals and immersive soundscapes, Rain Mirror captures the feeling of standing in the rain, watching past versions of yourself dissolve into something more true. It’s a song about soft rebirth, not erasure — a slow-motion metamorphosis shimmering beneath the surface.

💧 “Not lost, just scattered in the waves…”

Rain Mirror

„Keine Richtung“ ist das Protokoll eines einsamen Tages nach dem Abschied – klar, traurig und voller kleiner, treffender Bilder. Ein Song über das Vermissen ohne Drama, über Alltag mit Schatten.

Melancholischer Pop-Rock mit zurückhaltendem Saxophon, warmem Groove und einer Stimme, die brüchig und stark zugleich klingt.


“Keine Richtung” is a quiet snapshot of a day shaped by absence – simple, honest, and full of vivid, everyday detail. A song about missing someone without falling apart.

Melancholic pop rock with understated saxophone, a warm groove, and vocals that sound both fragile and fierce.

Keine Richtung

Der Tag verblasst wie alte Tinte
Die Stille brennt – wie früher dein Blick
Mein Bett zu breit, mein Herz zu leer
Kein Echo mehr
Nicht mal dein Schweigen

Dein Abschied hängt im Abendlicht
Dein Lachen in alten Tassen
Zieh deine Jacke über den Schmerz
Gebrochenes Herz
Allein in meiner Kemenate

Mein Tag hat keine Richtung
Mein Zimmer vergisst dich nicht
Jeder Ton klingt nach dir
Bin allein mit mir
Und koch Wasser für zwei

Telefon klingelt
Ich nehm nicht ab
Gerade stirbt der Sheriff in nem alten Western
Und ich fall
Und fall
In unser Gestern
Trink Tee wie Medizin

Der Tag hat keine Richtung
Das Zimmer vergisst dich nicht
Allein mit dir
In meinem Kopf
Du fehlst mir hier

Die Fensterscheibe malt dich in Regen
Dein Name brennt wie altes Holz
Die Glühbirne flackert
Wie meine Stimmung

Tag ohne Richtung
Kann dich nicht vergessen
Jedes Klingeln klingt nach dir
Oh Mann, wie ich das hasse hier!


Keine Richtung

Xak Stahl: Alchemist of Sound, Architect of Emotion

Xak Stahl is a genre-blurring music artist, sonic storyteller, and relentless experimenter. Every track he creates is a new world—a kaleidoscope of indie folk, alt-pop, electronica, and global flavors—infused with raw emotion and boundless curiosity. Xak’s music isn’t just heard; it’s felt.

From Shadow to Spotlight

For Xak, music is metamorphosis. His journey began in the shadows, transmuting heartbreak and struggle into songs that glow with hope. Early anthems like “Neon Dreams” and “Rising Through the Darkness” invite listeners to find their own light. His newest project, Major Arcana, channels the mysteries of the Tarot—each song an archetype, each lyric a step along the path from the Fool’s first leap to the wisdom of The World.

More Than Music: A Multisensory Universe

But Xak isn’t confined to sound. As a visual artist and writer, he crafts immersive stories that spill across genres and languages—sometimes haunting, sometimes playful, always honest. Whether he’s conjuring lush soundscapes, weaving bilingual lyrics, or creating striking visuals, Xak’s art dares you to feel deeper and dream wilder.

An Invitation to Transformation

Join Xak Stahl on a sonic odyssey that blurs borders—between genres, between artforms, between you and the music. Each release is an invitation to explore, to heal, to become. For Xak, every song is a spell, every album a universe. The only question is: are you ready to step inside?

Welcome to FlareRoar! FlareRoar stands for the sound of inner fire — cinematic electronic music that glows with emotion. A soulful roar of quiet hope made loud, glowing with feeling. FlareRoar blends human feeling and futuristic tools (AI) to create songs that are emotional, inspiring, hopeful and uplifting. The music is of a heartfelt, ambient-electronic style.

I enjoy creating songs with Suno AI (an AI music generation tool) that are motivating and uplifting. Most of my songs are born from my own poems or writings, giving them a deeper, personal touch. I find joy in creating new songs of different sounds and genres (including electronic, house, melodic pop, dream pop, indie pop and synth-pop).

Also available on Spotify, YouTube and Bandcamp.

SLIM PICKIN', based in Murray Bridge, South Australia, Australia, has debut releases exclusively on SoundCloud.

From the warm amorous tones, setting a romantic mood in “Acoustic Duet”, the first track on the album, to the dramatic, almost melancholic track “Standing Alone” .

Slim Pickin's acoustic rhythm guitar blends & weaves the ambience with acoustic lead guitar melodies Slim Pickin' plays, with the feeling, the raw emotion, and with passion. Romance to despair, the feeling is there.

Slim Pickin's music is uniquely Instrumental, ambient, drawing from elements of Acoustic, Blues, Classic Rock, & Folk, setting many moods for a personal experience.

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I’ve always lived at the crossroads of music and poetry — where feeling becomes form, and melody turns memory into meaning. Whether it’s a lingering jazz note, a well-placed rhyme, or a shift in tempo that tells a deeper story, I’m drawn to that quiet magic where art reflects life with a little more style.

My roots are in classic music — the kind that doesn’t chase the moment but lingers with you long after the last note. Over time, that love expanded into poetry writing and jazz — especially the kind that swings, speaks, and smirks all at once. Jazz, to me, isn’t just a genre; it’s a personality. A conversation. A little tilt of the head and a grin that knows more than it says.

When I set out to create an album, it’s rarely just a collection of songs. I approach it like a personal playlist — one that drifts and flows as if the entire tracklist were one long, uninterrupted piece. Each track leans into the next, shifting mood, pace, or voice, but always carrying the same thread of feeling. I want you to listen the way I do — not as a shuffle of moments, but as a cinematic arc. One breath that lasts an hour.

Lyrically, my work is rooted in lived experience. Sometimes it’s obvious. Other times it’s just the skeleton of a memory, dressed up in wit, irony, or longing. I draw from real-life events, then let the poet in me twist, stretch, or sweeten them to taste. Depending on the tone of the album — playful, romantic, nostalgic, or something in between — I try to keep the emotional truth intact while giving it a fresh coat of creativity. A little humor where it fits. A deeper dive where it hurts.

My newest jazz album continues this tradition — short-lined swing tracks, conversational duets, and tongue-in-cheek storytelling. It’s an homage to late-night alleyway ballads, rooftop serenades, and train station goodbyes — all bound together with a sense of charm and cohesion. Each song is its own little scene, but together they tell a story — one you can revisit with each replay.

Thanks for stopping by my profile. I hope you find something that earns a spot on your repeat-play list — a melody, a lyric, or a moment that feels like it was written just for you.

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Stefan Lanfer writes piano-centered indie folk songs with the soul of a storyteller and the heart of a seeker. These are raw, unpolished recordings—work tapes that capture the emotion and depth of songs still becoming. With a vibe somewhere between Ben Folds and Cat Stevens, his music blends lyrical introspection, spiritual resonance, and quiet power. For fans who want to feel something and collaborators looking for raw material ready for their magic.

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