All proceeds from this track go to Pacific Coast Counselling Society* (registered Canadian charity #802507541RR0001).

PCCS provides low cost counselling for individuals, couples and families. They are located in Langley, BC, with the option to do video sessions.

Click the link below to visit their website. You can also donate further at the link below, if you feel so inclined.

Learn more: https://www.pacificcoastcounselling.ca
Donate directly: https://www.pacificcoastcounselling.ca/donations/

If you or someone you care about can benefit from their services, do share!





*MOIRA is not affiliate with this charity

Hypothetical Shopping Spree

soul go

written by yunimusic + indigo.
© 2025. all rights reserved.

disclaimer: indigo is a fictional persona with original lyrics and is not based on or taken from any real artist.

invisible not invisible

you're ugly

Affondiamo

here is alone, this songs i about this feeling of loneliness that follows me all the time.
thank you for listening

Alone

"Intro: Como la flor" es una respuesta al clásico de Selena. Un neo bolero suavecito, Nueva Romántica Sad Pop.  Lanzado desde la nave del olvido con Luis Arturo Acever (Turxin). 
LNDO 
Cuerpx 0+, deseo y memoria en una flor que no pide perdón para volver a abrirse.
@aunlanavedelolvido 2025

Intro Como la Flor (Respuesta a Selena)

"Murió la flor" es un cover desde el abismo romántico de Los Ángeles Negros. Bolero psicodélico seropositivo. Nueva Romántica para aprender a VIHVIR. 
LNDO
Misión 9883: cantar para seguir respirando entre flores que MUTAN.
@aunlanavedelolvido 2025


Murió la Flor (de los Angeles Negros)

enemy (أنا آسفة)

🎧 "Blauer Himmel? Mir egal." is a jangly hymn for the broken-hearted who’ve stopped pretending to care — but still secretly hum your name in the hallway.

Set against a backdrop of sparkling guitars, melodic basslines, and dry, punchy drums, this track blends romantic melancholy with the kind of witty detachment that only grows in the cracks of everyday life.

🖤 The baritone vocal walks the fine line between poetry and resignation, tenderness and sass. Inspired by 80s British outsider culture, supermarket epiphanies, and the strange peace that comes when you finally stop texting back.

Lyrically? Think heartbreak wrapped in sarcasm, existential detachment served with style, and moments of emotional clarity while dancing alone in socks.

If you’ve ever:
– deleted someone’s drama like a corrupted file
– fallen in love with your own sofa
– worn Crocs to reclaim your dignity
– found peace in not giving a damn

…this song is for you.

🎵 “Blauer Himmel? I don’t care. I think of you… every time. But like we think of rain — briefly, then it’s gone.”

A love song to letting go — and the bassline that helped you through it.

Lyrics: 

Du hast viel gesagt – zu viel für wenig.
Ich hab gehört… und dann gelöscht.
Deine Dramen tropfen noch von den Wänden,
Aber ich wohn jetzt in mir selbst.

Ich tanz im Flur mit leeren Gläsern,
Die Playlist läuft, der Bass ist weich.
Die Welt fällt um mich rum in Stücke –
Und ich lieg drin. Und find’s nicht schlecht.

Blauer Himmel? Mir egal.
Denke nur an dich. Ein jedes Mal.
Doch ohne Drang, ohne Gewicht –
Nur noch Bass. Und Sonnenlicht.
Blauer Himmel? Mir egal.
Ich chill da durch. Und bleib neutral.

"Ein jedes Mal… mir egal… du warst nie real…"
"Ich dreh mich langsam, nicht zurück…"
"Wolken zieh’n, ich bleib liegen…"

Ich hab gelernt, nicht zu klammern.
Du warst ein Wind – kein Fundament.
Jetzt trag ich Crocs im Supermarkt
Und fühl mich fast… intelligent.

Meine Wut? Im Bass versickert.
Meine Tränen? Nur noch Dampf.
Ich streich dein Bild aus meinen Songs –
Und schreib dafür ein Liebesmantra an mein Sofa.

Blauer Himmel? Mir egal.
Denke nur an dich. Ein jedes Mal.
Doch so wie man an Regen denkt –
Kurz da, dann weg. Vom Wind verschenkt.
Blauer Himmel? Mir egal.
Ich atme tief. Und alles strahlt.

Ich wollt dich halten.
Jetzt halt ich Luft.
Und plötzlich… reicht das.

Mir egal

Something’s in the air, vanilla and neon glow
I wish I could rewind that night, but I know

First night, blackout, shame in my throat
Threw up all my secrets, stains on my coat
Friends cleaned up the mess, didn’t say a word
But it hung in the silence, every feeling hurt

Scrolling Discord, trying to feel less alone
Typed out a message, left it unsent on my phone
I wanted to tell her she’s everything I crave
But my friend likes her too — what’s left to save?

I keep replaying the party lights
How it felt to finally feel alive
But one mistake and it all caves in
Fuck my life, where do I begin?

I’m screaming at a silent crowd
Want someone just to hear me out
“Help me,” buried under jokes
Drowning in the words I spoke

I swore not to care, but the weight won’t lift
All my shame in a drunken script
“Sorry I’m like this,” stuck on repeat
I just wanna disappear beneath the beat

I swore not to care, but the weight won’t lift
All my shame in a drunken script
“Sorry I’m like this,” stuck on repeat
I just wanna disappear beneath the beat

Late-night flights and pixel skies
Airplane window, blurry lights
I miss my friends, the laughter, the sin
Don’t know if I’ll get back there again

We did shit that made no sense
But I felt free in my own skin
Didn’t fake a smile for once
Now I’m stuck here feeling numb

I swore not to care, but the weight won’t lift
All my shame in a drunken script
“Sorry I’m like this,” stuck on repeat
I just wanna disappear beneath the beat

I swore not to care, but the weight won’t lift
All my shame in a drunken script
“Sorry I’m like this,” stuck on repeat
I just wanna disappear beneath the beat

Something’s in the air, vanilla and neon glow
I’m scared I’ll never let this go
‘Cause those were the moments that showed me my worth

Vanilla and Neon (Prod. Maysmusic)

kind of a singer
my new song last song is out

LNDO (La nave del olvido) Una misión que recorre baladas suavecitas para esperar la cura. Neo Boleros Suavecitos al VIH I = I.
@aunlanavedelolvido

spotify : https://open.spotify.com/artist/5ZJTd8jT03euEWTtcoLF3Z?si=JLM2R9x7Q_CLlL7eGPa36g

email : jererationz@gmail.com

Hi there — welcome to my corner of the web.

I’m here for one simple reason: to share my music with you.
Take a listen, explore, and I hope something here resonates with you. Enjoy the vibe!

Tristeware // digital dreams & analog scars. From hyperpop to heartbreak, glitchy beats to midnight vibes. Genreless. Restless. Let’s get weird. 💔⚡

MOIRA’s sound is at once haunting & intimate, with a nod towards the cerebral. She makes and produces mostly sad anti-pop music + the occasional electronic ditty. She lives in Vancouver, Canada. 

All proceeds from her music sales are donated with many thanks to local *NGO's/NFP's.   (*MOIRA is not affiliated with these charities)

Follow along on Instagram to taste and see what's good @moirastarmusic

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