White Daffodil is an acoustic original inspired by spring and new beginnings.

White Daffodil – Acoustic Original

If you like the music please share & subscribe, thanks!

https://youtu.be/btclDqBIQos
https://www.youtube.com/@theartificialhomewreckers
https://soundcloud.com/theartificialhomewreckers

[Verse 1]
He keeps a crowbar under his seat,
Just in case the past comes back with teeth
Got a Polaroid of better days
Taped to a dash that don’t behave
They say he cracked when his brother died
Left the church, but kept the light
Now he hums old hymns through cigarette smoke
Like grace is a joke he almost gets

[Chorus]
If the town paints you wrong, wear the coat
Stitch your truth into every hole
You don’t owe 'em shame, don’t play that role —
Even ghosts wear halos

[Verse 2]
She’s got blue chalk on her knees,
Teaching numbers to a baby with her daddy’s grin
Flips pancakes at the diner dawn
Then dreams of desert towns she’s never been
She bought boots with her tips last week
Got a map with red X’s for every “maybe”
They say “bless her heart,” but not to her face
Like sweet little girls can’t burn this place

[Chorus]
If they call you a flame, let it glow
Don’t shrink down just to soothe their soul
You don’t owe 'em slow, don’t walk that road —
Even ghosts wear halos

[Bridge]
Some nights the stars feel like scars
Burning old names into your heart
But you’re more than the stories told
You’re fire in a world gone cold

[Chorus]
If they won’t let you live it down
Then build a life they can’t burn out
You don’t owe 'em low, you don’t owe 'em no —
Even ghosts wear halos

Ghost Town Halo

In a city corner soaked in rain and silence, two glances changed the script.
“Café Eyes” is a tale brewed with half-truths, sugar-laced lies, and the hum of unsaid things.
For the ones who fall in love with someone’s silence, not their promises.

☕ Lyrics blend love and betrayal
🎶 Genre: Alternative / Indie / Spoken Word
📍 Written for a pair of eyes that still haunt my coffee breaks

[Verse]
In the corner of the world
A story untold
You served me glances
Both silver and gold
Your sugar-laced lies tasted so real
And I drank them down with my heart as the meal

[Chorus]
As sweet as the lies in your café eyes
Never asked
Still you read my whys
Words fell short but the silence was humming
And girl
You’re the plot twist I never saw coming

[Verse 2]
Steam curls rose
Painting tales in the air
Your smile sharp enough to tear love bare
Sipped on the poison disguised as bliss
Every second brewed
Every sip a miss

[Chorus]
As sweet as the lies in your café eyes
Never asked
Still you read my whys
Words fell short but the silence was humming
And girl
You’re the plot twist I never saw coming

[Bridge]
Oh
The tick of the clock sang our downfall song
Each swirl of your cup proved my heart was wrong
Espresso-stained truth ran dark through the light
And yet I came back for that same bitter bite

[Chorus]
As sweet as the lies in your café eyes
Never asked
Still you read my whys
Words fell short but the silence was humming
And girl
You’re the plot twist I never saw coming

Café Eyes

If you like the music please share & subscribe, thanks!

https://youtu.be/7QtyvjRUCa8
https://www.youtube.com/@theartificialhomewreckers
https://soundcloud.com/theartificialhomewreckers
https://open.spotify.com/artist/0TuHLZaDhxt6bLGZGKukJ7
https://music.apple.com/us/artist/the-artificial-home-wreckers/1787896253
https://theartificialhomewreckers.bandcamp.com/

[Verse 1]
Midnight whispers on an endless road
A faded photo left my heart exposed
Tried to run from all the love we made
But your memory’s stuck like a serenade
[Chorus]
I’m drivin’ on through the night
Though I swear I’m missin’ you
This six-string can’t hold me tight
And there’s more than highways in my rear view
[Verse 2]
Every motel sign feels like a lie
I’m haunted by your last goodbye
Neon dreams can’t dim what I’ve lost
Freedom’s price is too high a cost
[Chorus]
I’m drivin’ on through the night
Though I swear I’m missin’ you
This six-string can’t hold me tight
And there’s more than highways in my rear view
[Verse 3]
Sunrise looming, I’m near your door
Chasin’ fame don’t matter anymore
If home is where your voice rings true
Then I’m finally done runnin’ from you
[Chorus - Variation]
I’m pullin’ in at first light
My foolish pride is overdue
This six-string can sleep tonight
‘Cause there’s more than highways in my rear view

Broken Compass Bound

Someday it will come, the air will turn cold.
You’ll pray a little more for every penny you hold.
Pick up the dream where you left it last night,
Lost in the dark—where does it belong, and why?

The name has changed, but the game stays the same.
Leave me behind, you're moving too fast.
I'd rather drift off and wake up in the clouds,
In my dreams, everything’s real—real as it gets.

Life moves too fast, no time to read the signs.
You can’t buy or sell what’s already mine.
What looks like a smile is almost a song unsung.
I’ll give it all to you, if that’s what you want.

I’ll make the most of my day.
There’s something in your eyes when your mind is at peace.
I hope you stay—here, there, or everywhere.
I was born in a city too big to care,
With narrow streets, and hero's names.

She used to say we lived a life of ease,
Until sadness crept in and wore me thin.
You don’t know what it’s like to be truly aware.

Chorus
The name has changed, but the game stays the same.
Leave me behind, you're moving too fast.
I'd rather drift off and wake up in the clouds,
In my dreams, everything’s real—real as it gets.

Outro
Now I just breathe, and let the silence speak.
No need to run, I’m not chasing peace.
It’s not what I lost—
It’s the truth I found in the quiet between.

Someday it will come

You say the hill's too steep to climb, chiding
You say you'd like to see me try climbing
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb the hill in my own way
Just wait awhile for the right day
And as I rise above the tree line and the clouds
I look down, hear the sound of the things you said today
Fearlessly, the idiot faced the crowd, smiling
Merciless, the magistrate turns 'round, frowning
And who's the fool who wears the crown?
Go down in your own way
And every day is the right day
And as you rise above the fear lines in his brow
You look down, hear the sound of the faces in the crowd

Fearless

My heart is like a singing bird
Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these
Because my love is come to me.

[Chorus]
Oh, sing with me, the heavens rejoice,
The stars themselves bend near to hear my voice!
No sweeter sound, no brighter light,
Than love that turns the darkest dawn to bright.
For every bloom, for every tree,
Now dances wild, now free—
Because my love has come to me.

Raise me a dais of silk and down;
Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
And peacocks with a hundred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life
Is come, my love is come to me.

[Bridge]
Let the winds carry my name,
Let the earth sigh and the oceans cry,
No storm could shake this joy I claim,
No winter chill could dim the sky.
For all the world in golden hue,
Now sings the tune I knew was true—
My love, my love, you are the dawn breaking through.

[FINAL CHORUS]
Oh, sing with me, the heavens rejoice,
The stars themselves bend near to hear my voice!
No sweeter sound, no brighter light,
Than love that turns the darkest dawn to bright.
For every bloom, for every tree,
Now dances wild, now free—
Because my love has come to me.

My Heart Is Like A Singing Bird °❀

Sometimes doing the right thing still wrecks you.
And sometimes a wreck leaves behind ghosts.

We did the right thing. We walked away.
But some connections don’t fade—they echo.
This is a song for the ones who still feel the weight of love long after it’s gone…
For the ones who know that silence doesn’t always mean goodbye.
This must be real—since we’re so damn haunted.


Thanks for listening 

Created with AI music tools and Southern storytelling—heartache, healing, and truth woven into every line. Every note and lyric comes from Brook’s memory, brought to life by Hal Bishop and Elle Modell with the Scout Line, musicians and vocalists created in the studio by TopMedia.ai


Haunted

[Verso 1]
Sé muy bien que has oído hablar de mí
Y hoy nos vemos aquí
Pero la paz
En mí nunca la encontrarás
Si no es en vos
En mí nunca la encontrarás

[Verso 2]
Por tu living o fuera de allí no estás
Pero hay otro que está
Y yo no soy
Yo solo te hablo desde aquí
Él debe ser la música que nunca hiciste

[Puente]
Viste la piel
Creíste en todo
Lo que te pedí
Nada salió de vos
Ah-ah
Mira el fuego

[Verso 3]
Las luces que saltan a lo lejos
No esperan que vayas a apagarlas
Jamás

La sed verdadera

Lyrics & Music: Or Biron
Production and Arrangement: Adi Shaham
Mix & Mastering: Liad Douk & Kobe Shmuely
Saxophone: Ofri Russo
Out on: NaNa Disc

The Possibility of an Island - אפשרות של אי

Please subscribe on YouTube :

https://www.youtube.com/@theartificialhomewreckers

We country swerving a tad towards rock n roll! You can easily navigate genres in the Playlist section.

Strumming their way through heartbreak, hilarity, and highway hijinks, The Artificial Home Wreckers are a country rock band like no other. Born from a chance encounter at a roadside diner with a broken jukebox, these renegades of rhythm specialize in songs that sound like a wild Friday night and feel like a hungover Saturday morning.

Their music is a cocktail of twangy guitars, foot-stomping beats, and lyrics that toe the line between tragic and downright ridiculous. From ballads about exes who "borrowed" their truck (and forgot to return it) to anthems about that one unforgettable karaoke night gone horribly wrong, they’ve got a tune for every lovable misfit out there.

Catch them on tour (if their GPS actually works this time), and remember their motto: “Breaking homes one chorus at a time!”

Brook Stanley is the songwriting voice of Stan Ward—a 62-year-old sailor and storyteller raised in Saluda, North Carolina. His songs are performed by Hal Bishop & The Scout Line, a studio creation brought to life through modern tools and timeless heart. Drawing from deep wells of memory, loss, and love, Brook’s music blends country, folk, and Americana into something warm, raw, and deeply real. Back home, they still call him Stanley.

Songs by Brook Stanley
Performed by Elle Modell or Hal Bishop and The Scout Line
Created using AI music tools with human storytelling at the heart.
© 2025 Brook Stanley. All rights reserved.


Cú Ste crafts audio canvases where AI meets digital and analog rhythms, blurring the lines between dancefloor energy and introspective depth. With a flair for weaving narrative into sound—evident in tracks like "Somewhere in Texas: Belle's Version" and "Skate Away"—their music feels like a journey from country to city, from self to others, across every genre in the record store.

Drawing from global influences and a DIY ethos, Cu.Ste’s work has been described as "a sonic collage of the future-past", resonating with fans of avant-garde electronica and groove-driven experimentation. Their 2025 album "Somewhere in Texas" explores themes of displacement and nostalgia, packaged in beats that defy genre conventions.

The girl with the most cake
✖

Lead singer, guitarist and songwriter of @meorchids

Claudio Pollero| Singer-Songwriter
From Santa Barbara to the world, I write songs that speak to life’s truths, big questions, and quiet moments. With 32 recorded tracks (and counting), my music blends storytelling, melody, and harmonies that bring each song to life. I believe in the power of words, rhythm, and shared experiences, always striving to bring a little more peace into the world through music.

Harmonies are my passion, and every song is a reflection of my journey to connect hearts and minds. Discover my latest creations here – your plays mean the world, and your support keeps the music alive.

🎤 10k+ plays and growing | Let’s connect, listen, and find peace in the music.

New tracks tagged #SingerSongwriter,