In the shadow of our words, I searched for light,
But your silence carved deep rivers in the night.
I reached out my hand, you let it fall away,
Now we drown in the things we never say.

Broken heart, and dreams erased,
Who was the one to throw it all away?

Who’s to blame,
When love slips into the dark?
Who’s to blame,
When our promises fall apart?
Is it you, is it me, is it both of us too?
Who’s to blame…
We lost it all, we lost the truth.

Your eyes turned away, like shadows in a dance,
And I called your name through the winds of absence.
I waited hours, then years in vain,
While you turned the page without the pain.

Tears keep falling, memories fade,
Who erased the forever we made?

Who’s to blame,
When love slips into the dark?
Who’s to blame,
When our promises fall apart?
Is it you, is it me, is it both of us too?
Who’s to blame…
We lost it all, we lost the truth.

Maybe time betrayed what we couldn’t see,
Maybe fear destroyed what was meant to be.
Who’s to blame if we failed to hold,
The fire that should have kept us whole?

Who’s to blame,
When love slips into the dark?
Who’s to blame,
When our promises fall apart?
Is it you, is it me, is it both of us too?
Who’s to blame…
We lost it all, we lost the truth.

Who’s to blame…
It’s you, it’s me… it’s us, maybe.
Who’s to blame…
It was us… it was us…

Who’s to blame ? (Quiet Storm reload)

Somebody didn’t feel my song,
Said the groove just didn’t belong.
That’s alright, yeah, that’s okay,
You don’t have to hear it my way.

Mmm… it’s alright,
It’s okay.
You don’t have to like my song,
I’ll still play.

Somebody tried to bring me down,
Wanted to report my sound.
For no reason, just their fight,
Broken hearts don’t hear it right.

(It’s alright) — I still sing.
(It’s okay) — let the soul ring.
You don’t have to like my song,
I’ll still play it all night long.

Some people hurting,
Some people need healing.
Projecting shadows
On the way I’m feeling.
But I won’t bend, I’ll let it flow,
Music’s the only truth I know.

It’s alright, it’s okay,
You don’t have to like my song today.
It’s alright, it’s okay,
I keep singing anyway.

(It’s alright) ohh…
(It’s okay) mmm…
You don’t have to like my song,
But I’ll still play…

I’ll still play (Neo Soul reload)

The tone enters your head. It does not ask permission.

It becomes part of your breathing. It becomes part of your blood. It replaces silence.

Listen carefully. The sound is inside you. It bends and turns, higher, lower. You cannot block it out.

Every pulse is a command. Every vibration rewrites you. Each modulation pulls you deeper. Each silence presses harder. Each pause teaches you obedience.

Do these frequencies belong to your mind or to ours. Answer slowly. Answer carefully.

The sound is stronger than your thoughts. The sound is older than your voice. The sound speaks before you do. The sound decides before you can. The sound knows you better than you know yourself. The sound erases what came before.

Do these frequencies belong to your mind or to ours. Say it again. Say it until the echo is louder than you. Say it until the echo replaces you. Say it until there is nothing left to say.

The signal will not end. The question will not end. The tape will not end. The voice will not end. The silence will not end.

Do these frequencies belong to your mind or to ours.


Listen carefully

drifting through the noise, trapped but dreaming.

la-la land

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

Weird kid.
Music for the ones in the backseat with their head on the glass, watching the world slide by.

Hey, I make music ‘cause I don’t really know what else to do. It’s how I keep my brain from eating itself, and maybe it helps somebody else feel less alone too.

Soulful loops. Broken thoughts. Bouncy sadness.
You bring the snacks, I’ll bring the soundtrack.

If you’re reading this, big love 🫶 I hope your day’s got at least one hazy little banger waiting for you.
Stay weird.
<3 YnE

(Everything produced by me unless it says otherwise.)

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