A song about unseen love and quiet hope: a man waits in the shadows, believing that one day she will truly see him.

SILENT HEARTS: Letters to Chaplin is a cinematic concept album inspired by the films and inner world of Charlie Chaplin.
This is not a soundtrack. These are quiet letters written through dust, light, hunger, love, silence, and fragile humanity.

Each track is a small silent story — about a little man inside a big world.
About poverty that still knows tenderness.
About laughter that hides pain.
About love that remains unseen.
About applause that comes too late.

This album was created as a single continuous emotional film — 12 frames, 12 confessions, 12 moments between shadow and light.
No loud statements. No heroes. Only a human breathes behind the mask.

For those who still hear silence.
For those who still believe in tenderness.

SILENT HEARTS: Letters to Chaplin

She Will See Me One Day

One body, two lives. A quiet reflection on social masks, wealth, poverty, and inner identity.

SILENT HEARTS: Letters to Chaplin is a cinematic concept album inspired by the films and inner world of Charlie Chaplin.
This is not a soundtrack. These are quiet letters written through dust, light, hunger, love, silence, and fragile humanity.

Each track is a small silent story — about a little man inside a big world.
About poverty that still knows tenderness.
About laughter that hides pain.
About love that remains unseen.
About applause that comes too late.

This album was created as a single continuous emotional film — 12 frames, 12 confessions, 12 moments between shadow and light.
No loud statements. No heroes. Only a human breathes behind the mask.

For those who still hear silence.
For those who still believe in tenderness.

Two Faces in One Mirror

The farewell of a forgotten artist. Applause that comes after everything is already lost.

SILENT HEARTS: Letters to Chaplin is a cinematic concept album inspired by the films and inner world of Charlie Chaplin.
This is not a soundtrack. These are quiet letters written through dust, light, hunger, love, silence, and fragile humanity.

Each track is a small silent story — about a little man inside a big world.
About poverty that still knows tenderness.
About laughter that hides pain.
About love that remains unseen.
About applause that comes too late.

This album was created as a single continuous emotional film — 12 frames, 12 confessions, 12 moments between shadow and light.
No loud statements. No heroes. Only a human breathes behind the mask.

For those who still hear silence.
For those who still believe in tenderness.

Applause After Silence

A tragic-ironic portrait of hunger and dignity. When survival becomes ritual and imagination replaces bread.

SILENT HEARTS: Letters to Chaplin is a cinematic concept album inspired by the films and inner world of Charlie Chaplin.
This is not a soundtrack. These are quiet letters written through dust, light, hunger, love, silence, and fragile humanity.

Each track is a small silent story — about a little man inside a big world.
About poverty that still knows tenderness.
About laughter that hides pain.
About love that remains unseen.
About applause that comes too late.

This album was created as a single continuous emotional film — 12 frames, 12 confessions, 12 moments between shadow and light.
No loud statements. No heroes. Only a human breathes behind the mask.

For those who still hear silence.
For those who still believe in tenderness.

Dinner of Shoes

A hidden moment of tenderness in the cold night. A woman watches a sleeping soul and shares warmth through silence.

SILENT HEARTS: Letters to Chaplin is a cinematic concept album inspired by the films and inner world of Charlie Chaplin.
This is not a soundtrack. These are quiet letters written through dust, light, hunger, love, silence, and fragile humanity.

Each track is a small silent story — about a little man inside a big world.
About poverty that still knows tenderness.
About laughter that hides pain.
About love that remains unseen.
About applause that comes too late.

This album was created as a single continuous emotional film — 12 frames, 12 confessions, 12 moments between shadow and light.
No loud statements. No heroes. Only a human breathes behind the mask.

For those who still hear silence.
For those who still believe in tenderness.

Little Buns at Candlelight

A small human voice trapped inside the machinery of the world. A song about survival between iron and breath.

SILENT HEARTS: Letters to Chaplin is a cinematic concept album inspired by the films and inner world of Charlie Chaplin.
This is not a soundtrack. These are quiet letters written through dust, light, hunger, love, silence, and fragile humanity.

Each track is a small silent story — about a little man inside a big world.
About poverty that still knows tenderness.
About laughter that hides pain.
About love that remains unseen.
About applause that comes too late.

This album was created as a single continuous emotional film — 12 frames, 12 confessions, 12 moments between shadow and light.
No loud statements. No heroes. Only a human breathes behind the mask.

For those who still hear silence.
For those who still believe in tenderness.

Between the Gears of the World

This version lets the tension breathe — that weird middle space where you want connection but don’t have the energy for it.
A slow folk song for the nights when you feel misunderstood, overstimulated, and strangely hopeful anyway.

ONE MORE NIGHT FINAL (PARALYZED)

we're getting killed softly (demo)

Sharing a raw, early version of something new I’m working on.

"Hold My Own" is a late-night reflection on the silence that grows between people, the feeling of being physically near someone while emotionally miles apart. It’s about the cruelty of silence and trying to find your footing when the days start to blur.

Still finding the final shape for this one, but wanted to share the idea in its stripped-back form.

Thank you for listening.

'Cause I've been here for, 
been here for so long 
And I wonder how to hold my own 
And I hear you singing into the night 
Watch as the moon rises high 
The sun won't know it's own daylight

I Never knew you could be so cruel
I never knew you could be so cruel 
Without saying a word to me 
Without saying a word to me


Hold My Own

City Vibes

Short Description
A soulful hometown anthem about growing up around real life, real people, and real lessons. It’s not about gang ties it’s about pride, roots, and the quiet strength that comes from surviving where you were shaped. No matter how far the road goes or how big the dreams get, home stays woven into your bones.

HOOK
Home is where the heart still hums in the breeze,
Even when the road keep whisperin’ “come find me,”
Every time I leave, I feel the pull, low-key—
No matter where I go, it always lives in me.

Sunset hittin’ different when you’re chasin’ dreams,
Days run fast, but the nights stay clean,
Got love for the place that first made me—
Home is in my bones, and it rides with me.

VERSE
Yeah Watsonville summers in my rearview glow,
Lil’ homie on the curb watchin’ big dogs post,
I ain’t bang, but the block taught me moves I know,
How to read a man’s eyes ‘fore he say "fo’sho."

Seen fools crash out tryna chase that rep,
Seen mothers pray loud just to catch they breath,
I kept my colors tucked deep, but my pride stayed set—
You don’t need to throw signs when your name got respect.

We was barefoot kids where the fields run long,
Bikes with no brakes, bumpin’ oldies songs,
Life hit early, but it made me strong—
Now I’m drivin’ toward the future I been buildin’ on.

And the breeze still hit like the hometown truth,
Turn that corner and the world feel new,
But no matter where the highway carries my route,
It’s the dirt I was born in that grew my roots.

HOOK
Home is where the heart still hums in the breeze,
Even when the road keep whisperin’ “come find me,”
Every time I leave, I feel the pull, low-key—
No matter where I go, it always lives in me.

Sunset hittin’ different when you’re chasin’ dreams,
Days run fast, but the nights stay clean,
Got love for the place that first made me—
Home is in my bones, and it rides with me.

VERSE
Came up where the nights said grow up fast,
Everybody got dreams but they don’t all last,
I learned early that peace got a different cost,
And the strongest ones ain’t the ones who actin’ hard.

Palm trees lean like they know my past,
Streetlights flicker when the memories flash,
I been outta town pushin’ hopes like cash—
But I carry my beginnings like they stitched in my path.

We got homies that stayed, and homies that changed,
Some broke cycles, some still trapped in the maze,
But I ain’t never been ashamed of the place I came—
Even distance don’t erase what the soil engrained.

Now I’m chasin’ that sun where tomorrow lives,
Tryna shine for the ones who ain’t get that win,
And every mile I drive feels like talkin’ to them—
Hometown in my heart like my next of kin.

HOOK
Home is where the heart still hums in the breeze,
Even when the road keep whisperin’ “come find me,”
Every time I leave, I feel the pull, low-key—
No matter where I go, it always lives in me.

Sunset hittin’ different when you’re chasin’ dreams,
Days run fast, but the nights stay clean,
Got love for the place that first made me—
Home is in my bones, and it rides with me.

City Vibes

One Last Time (Sweet Poison)

Short Description (Accurate to Theme)
A metaphorical love song where the “relationship” is actually a battle with addiction. The verses frame the substance as a seductive, destructive partner one you keep returning to even while knowing it’s killing you. It’s about relapse, longing, withdrawal, and the quiet hope of breaking free, all expressed through the language of intimacy to show how addiction can feel like a toxic lover you can’t let go.

VERSE
Candlelight shadows dance on the walls a flicker
Time slipping through fingers sands fall quicker
Your scent lingers venom on my chest
Poison sweet yet it burns cant put it to rest

Caught in this spiral no exit no ladder
A kiss so deep it could shatter the matter
You said wed quit but here we are
Circling this bed like planets to a star

Every curve every whisper every scar
Our bodies speak the truths our tongues discard
The clock ticks cruel the moon plays witness
To a love too raw for forgiveness

Sweat mixed with regret heat in the cold
Your lips my salvation my cross to hold
If this is the last let it echo through time
A final prayer a body divine

HOOK
If we could touch one last night
Burn the pain in the fading light
No tomorrow no rewind
Just your soul entangled with mine

VERSE
Sheets tangled like the lies that we told
Passion carved deep cant let it unfold
Your breath on my neck a hurricane calm
A storm in my veins a needle in my arm

One Last Night

Truth Is

Short Description
A raw, vulnerable confession about battling addiction, loss, self-doubt, and the weight of becoming someone your loved ones still need. It’s about surviving the parts of yourself that broke, owning the scars, and choosing day by day—to keep going for the people who give your life meaning.

HOOK
Truth is, I don't say this in the daylight
Truth is, I've been learnin' how to stay right
Truth is, I lost pieces of myself on the way
Truth is, I'm still here but I don't feel the same today
Truth is, every scar that I hide got a voice
Truth is, I still slip but I'm still makin' a choice
Truth is, if it wasn't for their love I'd be gone
Truth is, I keep breathin' just to walk 'em home

VERSE
I was chasin' every high like it owed me somethin’
Now my body keep the tabs, every bill keep comin’
Doc say you ain't built for all that wear and tear
But it's hard to let go when the numb feel fair

Lost a piece of my frame on a bad, dark night
Still learnin' how to stand when it don't feel right
Mirror show a different man, I don't know that face
Tryna love who I am in this broken space

I remember when my pride used to fit just fine
Now I tug on my hoodie just to hide my mind
I've been wrestlin' with bottles, with the shakes, with shame
Tryna give up what kills me but it know my name

Every sunrise feel heavy but I clock back in
Hold my breath in the deep, then I fight, I swim
I ain't hero, I'm a sinner with a beat-up soul
But I'm here, and that alone feel like reachin' a goal

HOOK
Truth is, I don't say this in the daylight
Truth is, I've been learnin' how to stay right
Truth is, I lost pieces of myself on the way
Truth is, I'm still here but I don't feel the same today
Truth is, every scar that I hide got a voice
Truth is, I still slip but I'm still makin' a choice
Truth is, if it wasn't for their love I'd be gone
Truth is, I keep breathin' just to walk 'em home

VERSE
Some nights I wanna ghost out, leave it all on read
Leave the pain, leave the bills, leave the noise in my head
But I see little eyes lookin' up, need light
So I swallow down the dark, try to hold on tight

I be livin' different lives when I close my eyes
Walkin' streets with two feet, no hospital vibes
In my dreams I'm the me that I used to respect
Then I wake and the weight hit my chest, no rest

I've been smilin' in rooms like I'm doin' just fine
Whole time tryna keep from flatlinin' inside
If I vanish from the text, know I still got love
Just been busy tryna heal what I covered up

Yeah, when the world go mute, old echoes break through
Little scenes in my head playin’ low, no loop
Just a glimpse of a life that never saw the light
So I swallow what I feel, let it drift with the night

HOOK
Truth is, I don't say this in the daylight
Truth is, I've been learnin' how to stay right
Truth is, I lost pieces of myself on the way
Truth is, I'm still here but I don't feel the same today
Truth is, every scar that I hide got a voice
Truth is, I still slip but I'm still makin' a choice
Truth is, if it wasn't for their love I'd be gone
Truth is, I keep breathin' just to walk 'em home

TRUTH'IS

Gravity

Short Description
A soft, poetic love song about two people who fit together effortlessly—like gravity conspiring in their favor. It’s intimate, quiet, and deeply emotional, describing how connection can feel fated, healing, and gently transformative. Not loud, not dramatic—just two souls finding home in each other.

VERSE
We been talking for a minute and the minute learns to bloom
When you smile at the doorway my storms vacate the room
Near you I turn finished like a puzzle finding truth
All the edges click together like a prophecy come through

We laugh about the nothing and that nothing turns to proof
Your laughter is a locksmith picking cages from my youth
You tilt the floor a fraction and I slide into your pull
Two quiet magnets humming under tables made of wool

You glance and my bad signal drops the fear I thought I knew
No bars on the phone but my heart still pairs to you
I breathe like I found rhythm that my chest had once removed
You are calm inside the thunder and the thunder learns to move

If the world needs a label I just call it being seen
Like a lighthouse finding metal in a ship that wants to dream

HOOK
Its a conspiracy of gravity hiding in the open view
Soft graffiti on our footsteps spelling only me and you
Call it little call it quiet but its bigger than the moon
When they ask what we have going we just call it me and you

Its a secret that the air keeps every time we share the room
Under whispers made of starlight all my missing turns to bloom
If they search it for a title they will only find the truth
Its a conspiracy of gravity and its only me and you

VERSE
You walk in and time behaves like a choir under cue
All the clocks take off their armor and the minutes start to groove
Im a compass with a bias every needle points to you
Im a map that folds to pocket when your shadow passes through

We joke about the smallest like we smuggle holy fruit
Inside nothing we discover how the simple makes us new
I do not chase definitions those collapse beneath the proof
Let the silence sign the contract with a whisper writing blue

You steady all my rivers till the water learns the route
Even doubts wear open collars when your kindness walks the room
I was halves in search of meaning you were meaning splitting two
Now the halves return to center like a lens becoming true

If they ask me why Im different I will answer with the view
I feel whole beside your presence like a sunrise keeping tune

HOOK
Its a conspiracy of gravity hiding in the open view
Soft graffiti on our footsteps spelling only me and you
Call it little call it quiet but its bigger than the moon
When they ask what we have going we just call it me and you

Its a secret that the air keeps every time we share the room
Under whispers made of starlight all my missing turns to bloom
If they search it for a title they will only find the truth
Its a conspiracy of gravity and its only me and you

Gravity

Don't You Trust Me?

Description:
It’s a track about paranoia vs. truth, love vs. dishonesty, and the slow erosion of trust when actions don’t match words. Both sides feel unheard, both sides feel wronged, and the relationship sits in that messy middle where nobody knows if it’s worth fixing or finally letting go.

HOOK
Dont you trust me
Why you always lookin at me sideways tell me somethin
Dont you trust me
I been tryin but you act like every move is nothin
Dont you trust me
Say you love me but your silence feelin ugly
Dont you trust me
If Im yours then why you still keep runnin from me

VERSE
I dont trust you cause your vibe been off
You say chillin with your girls but your tone been soft
You come home late smellin somethin I aint bought
Talkin circles bullshit answers girl I catch that plot

You keep hidin your phone when I walk too close
Face down on the table like you scared Ill know
Actin brand new when we out with folks
Laughin extra hard at them weak ass jokes

You said hes just a friend but the math dont add
Why he know your moods better than your damn dad
Why he send hearts when you post feelin sad
Why he pull up every time we hit somethin bad

Im not stupid I just see the signs
Your patterns switch in them tiny ass subtle lines
You want trust then stop goin offline
Stop beggin for my heart while you waste my time

HOOK
Dont you trust me
Why you always lookin at me sideways tell me somethin
Dont you trust me
I been tryin but you act like every move is nothin
Dont you trust me
Say you love me but your silence feelin ugly
Dont you trust me
If Im yours then why you still keep runnin from me

VERSE
I dont trust you cause your stories bend
Every week a new excuse a new fake friend
You swear loyalty but your eyes pretend
And Im tired of playin lead in your fucked up pretend

You say prove you love me but my proof been clear
I been holdin you down while you switch your gears
You dont talk about your nights you just disappear
Then act brand new when my gut says yeah thats weird

You treat honesty like its optional
Say trust me babe but your past not stoppable
You move sneaky then call me impossible
Girl half your words sound negotiable

If you want truth then give me peace
Stop blowin up when I ask for clarity
My guard is up cause you broke that piece
Trust dont grow when the roots diseased

HOOK
Dont you trust me
Why you always lookin at me sideways tell me somethin
Dont you trust me
I been tryin but you act like every move is nothin
Dont you trust me
Say you love me but your silence feelin ugly
Dont you trust me
If Im yours then why you still keep runnin from me

Don't You Trust Me?

iS iT ME?

Song Description
A quiet gut-punch about loss, loneliness, and self-reflection this song sits in the space between grief and accountability. It questions why every loved one becomes a memory, blurring the line between fate and self-sabotage, and ends with wondering if the common thread in all these goodbyes might be himself.

HOOK
Why everybody that I love turn into flashbacks?
Why every laugh that we shared feel like a last track?
Why every table that was full got an empty seat?
Why do I toast to the air when it’s time to eat?

Cards on the floor, I just stare at how they fell,
Can’t tell if life shufflin’ crooked or I dealt it myself.
When the smoke clears and it’s only my shadow with me,
I keep starin’ at the mirror like, “Is it really me?”

VERSE
I got ghosts in my call log, numbers I can't dial,
Names saved with a heart turnin' into "last time."
Group chat turned shrine, all the blue bubbles dry,
We was laughin' 'bout forever, now I text the sky.

I see your mom at the store, wearin' that brave face,
Sayin' "baby, you okay?" I feel my chest cave.
I say "yeah, I'm doin' fine," let the lie float free,
’Cause if pain had a voice, it would sound like me.

I still set an extra plate like you runnin' late,
Talk loud to the empty chair just to fill the space.
Play your song in the car, let the bass hit grief,
Every bar that you liked hit different on repeat.

Some left in a flash, some faded like ink,
Some chose a new road, never turned, never blinked.
Every farewell got my fingerprint in the scene,
So when the smoke clears, I keep askin' what it means—"Is it me?"

HOOK
Why everybody that I love turn into flashbacks?
Why every laugh that we shared feel like a last track?
Why every table that was full got an empty seat?
Why do I toast to the air when it’s time to eat?

Cards on the floor, I just stare at how they fell,
Can’t tell if life shufflin’ crooked or I dealt it myself.
When the smoke clears and it’s only my shadow with me,
I keep starin’ at the mirror like, “Is it really me?”

VERSE
Maybe I push 'em away when I'm pullin' 'em close,
Maybe I joke too hard when I'm really that broke.
Maybe I shut down first when the weather get rough,
Put my phone on "ghost mode," call it self-love.

Maybe I cancel plans ’cause the couch feel safe,
Maybe I never say "stay" ’til it's too damn late.
Maybe pride in my chest like a padlocked gate,
Sayin' "I'll hit you tomorrow," then tomorrow came.

I count backs that I watched while the doorframe shook,
Like a lesson that life keep re-readin' me the book.
Every chapter got a name that I still don't speak,
Every margin full of "should'ves" written crooked and deep.

If the common thread's me, then I gotta unweave,
Learn to show what I feel, not just what I tweet.
So I light one candle for the ones I can't reach,
Tryna forgive life for the rest and forgive me.

HOOK
Why everybody that I love turn into flashbacks?
Why every laugh that we shared feel like a last track?
Why every table that was full got an empty seat?
Why do I toast to the air when it’s time to eat?

Cards on the floor, I just stare at how they fell,
Can’t tell if life shufflin’ crooked or I dealt it myself.
When the smoke clears and it’s only my shadow with me,
I keep starin’ at the mirror like, “Is it really me?”

iS iT ME

Rollin' Deep (We Ride)

Short Description
A West Coast anthem built on pride, legacy, and the unspoken code of neighborhoods shaped by struggle and resilience. It’s not about banging — it’s about where you’re from, who raised you, and the loyalty that stays even when the world ain’t looking. A ride-out song for anyone who grew up with ghosts, murals, late-night grind, and a coastline that made them tougher.

INTRO
Sirens hum soft under 808 drums we slide
Whole coast in my veins cant call this luck its pride
If you from where Im from then you know that sign
When we say we ride we talkin more than drive

VERSE
I dont bang but Im cut from a side that do
Sun set deadly on the water still the sky stay blue
Moms pray I stay home homies beg that I roll
Im just tryna make a name not a tag on a pole

We was kids on the pegs now we scrape in whips
Same strip new fit same chip on lips
OGs on the porch say the game dont change
Only faces on the mural and the license plates

Every block got a story they dont stream online
Cameras love the palm trees never catch the grind
They dont see us in the lab tryna flip that art
Turn struggle to a verse turn the pain to charts

Aint no fairytale life when you chase that shine
But we all down to ride tryna carve that line
From the cul de sac kids to the lowrider lines
We all rollin for a spot they remember in time

PRE HOOK
Late night streets hum like a loaded gun
Shadows creeping
Deals aint ever done
Neon buzz cuts through the smoky air
Dreams die young
But nobody cares

HOOK
Rollin deep
Rollin wide
West Coast ghosts never hide
We ride
We ride
Where the sun dont shine

Rollin deep
Rollin wide
West Coast ghosts never hide
We ride
We ride
Where the sun dont shine

VERSE
They gon talk on the net they dont walk our block
Judge the ink on our skin not the grind on the clock
They dont know about the double shift late night ride
Hit the stu at two am just to clear my mind

I seen homies turn ghosts over petty pride
Now I keep they names floatin when I let that slide
If I make it to the charts then we all just did
Whole coast in my lungs when I talk my shit

From the Bay down south past the borderlines
Same sky same smoke different county signs
We aint ask for permission just to live our way
You aint from here you aint got no say

Let em hate from a distance they dont know our code
We just cruise stay true let the story unfold
When I say West Coast thats a family oath
Down to ride down to grind till they call us both legends

PRE HOOK
Late night streets hum like a loaded gun
Shadows creeping
Deals aint ever done
Neon buzz cuts through the smoky air
Dreams die young
But nobody cares

HOOK
Rollin deep
Rollin wide
West Coast ghosts never hide
We ride
We ride
Where the sun dont shine

Rollin deep
Rollin wide
West Coast ghosts never hide
We ride
We ride
Where the sun dont shine

Rollin' Deep (We Ride)

fallfromgrace

"🎧 TorGio Records • Leya & AI • Ambient, Psychedelic, Soul • Mindful music for every mood • SoundCloud-first".

The stories I tell, are meant to be hope for you. Even if you can’t find it somewhere else. 

New artist? I don’t charge for collaborations. I’m no one special, if you reach out I will reply.

I make music kinda and stuff. Though only instrumentals; not very great at vocals, so if any one wants to do some vocals hit me up.

Howdy! I’m Alexander Rivers, a songwriter, guitarist, and student of voice. These are raw, one-take sketches recorded on my phone whenever I pick up a guitar. I’m finding my sound, stretching into something new, just truth in the moment. I'm working on a more polished version of these songs (and others) to put in an album one day.

Some of these songs reflect hard things, grief, loss, mental health. If you’re already carrying something heavy, and these songs speak to it, please know you’re not alone. Music is how I process pain, maybe it helps you too.

If you’re struggling, please reach out:
📞 US: 988 or 1-800-273-8255 (Suicide & Crisis Lifeline)
💬 Chat: 988lifeline.org/chat
🌍 Global support: 988lifeline.org/help-yourself


I’m also a proud supporter of To Write Love on Her Arms (https://twloha.com), a movement dedicated to hope and help for anyone struggling.


Thanks for listening. Truly.

I dont sing much but I play guitar and produce music. I make all sorts of genres but I focus on like 3 specifically, go ahead and give something a listen and drop a follow maybe too perhaps pls

feel free to yoink a track and put some vocals over it or something (put prod. Kyoukuu in the title) and send it to me

New tracks tagged #Melancholy