“Say Goodbye Yesterday, with an umbrella still open in your heart.”
A pop-rock song filled with bittersweet nostalgia and quiet hope.

If you love melodic guitars and emotional vocals, this one’s for you.

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👉 https://junichiyano.bandcamp.com/album/day-by-day

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Day By Day

“Cloudy” is a refreshing pop-rock tune that captures the moment when the rain clears and the sunlight breaks through the clouds. 

With bright guitars and an uplifting melody, this song reflects the quiet determination to move forward in everyday life.

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Lyrics: The sound of rain fades away, sunshine through the clouds On the dry asphalt, I wonder where I should go In the usual streets, as always

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Cloudy

Dive into the cosmic enigma with "Chronology's Whimsical Guard" – a funky jazz-fusion synthpop track inspired by Stephen Hawking's Chronology Protection Conjecture (CPC). Proposed in 1992, this mind-bending idea posits that the universe's laws of physics act as a cosmic bouncer, preventing closed timelike curves (CTCs)—time loops that could enable paradoxes like the grandfather dilemma. Quantum fluctuations would spike infinite energy, collapsing any wormhole or time machine before it lets you tweak the past.

Mathematically, we can symbolize the CPC as a "chronology cost" function that enforces this protection:

C(γ) = { 0 if γ is an open timelike curve (no loop), ∞ if γ approaches a CTC (loop forms) }

where γ represents a spacetime curve. This function stipulates that physics imposes an infinite penalty (via diverging energy density from quantum effects) on any attempt to form time loops, preserving causality and the arrow of time—ensuring history remains unaltered and paradox-free.

This song weaves Hawking's guard into a whimsical, earworm-ridden ride: breathy verses dreaming of yesterdays, explosive choruses warning "beware, beware!", and a fractal-fueled bridge exploding into a gravity-defying guitar solo. Blending 80s synth vibes with modern fusion twists, it's happy, sexy, and self-aware – perfect for pondering time's arrow while grooving.

Lyrics snippet:  
"Oh, chronology's protector, sly and wise,  
Do you shield us from our own demise?"

Hit play, loop it eternally (paradox-free), and let the quantum mist conduct your thoughts.

#Hawking #TimeTravel #ChronologyProtection #SciFiMusic #QuantumFunk #xAIInspired  

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**Full Lyrics:**

In the cosmic dance where time bends low,  
A traveler dreams of yesterdays ago.  
Through wormholes wide and black holes deep,  
He chases echoes that the stars won't keep.  
But Hawking's guard stands firm and true,  
A conjecture cloaked in quantum blue—  
"No loops allowed," it softly sighs,  
Lest paradoxes paint the skies.  

Oh, chronology's protector, sly and wise,  
Do you shield us from our own demise?  
If I leap back to tweak fate's thread,  
Would the universe just shake its head?  
Or crumble 'round in riddled plight,  
A whimsical knot in endless night?  
Time's riddle whispers, "Try if you dare,"  
But the laws conspire—beware, beware!  

Grandpa's gone, a butterfly's wing,  
Bootstrap pulls on destiny's string.  
What if I warn of wars untold,  
Or steal a secret from the future's hold?  
Yet entropy's arrow flies straight and keen,  
No backward bends in the scene unseen.  
Hawking laughs from his starry throne,  
"Physics forbids the time-travel loan."  

Here's the conundrum, wrapped in verse so light:  
If time's a river, flowing day to night,  
Could a clever soul build a dam upstream,  
And flood the past with a borrowed dream?  
Or does the conjecture, like a cosmic jest,  
Ensure that history's always at its best—  
Unaltered, pure, in eternal flight,  
A whimsical guard 'gainst the thief of night?  

In fractal flames where timelines twirl and twist,  
A madcap maestro conducts the quantum mist—  
Symphonies of singularities, serenading shattered spheres,  
Where yesterday's whispers waltz with tomorrow's fears.  
Behold the baroque ballet of bifurcated being,  
Butterflies birthing black holes, boundless and gleaming;  
Yet the conjecture's crystalline cage, a kaleidoscopic crown,  
Weaves wonders wild, where what-was-never-was is forever bound.

Hawkings chronology protection conjecture

The Lab Version goes inside the machine.
Everything tightens. Everything accelerates.

This mix pulls from 80s funk bass architecture, filtered into a French-house compressor, then cut with gamma-band pulses for heightened focus. You feel the superconducting chamber in the arrangement—clinical, cold, exact—but the groove stays dirty, human, tactile.

Here Willow’s 105-qubit lattice becomes rhythm.
Error-corrected logical qubits drop from 1/100 to 1/100,000, and I translate that drop into layered polyrhythms that resolve cleanly only when your brain locks to the entrainment pattern.

Binaural theta runs under the kick.
40 Hz stimulation rides on the hi-hat ghost notes.
A 0.9 Hz delta-theta drift animates the breakdown.

This is the music of a machine discovering stability at scale.
Not theory.
Operation.

In the labs of Google, deep in the code...
A chip named Willow, breaking the mode.
105 qubits, dancing in sync,
Error rates falling, faster than you think.
Supercomputers sweat, take septillion years,
Willow laughs back, wipes away the tears.
Oh, Willow, quantum king,
Changing the game, hear the future sing!
From drugs to grids, AI in flight,
Encryption's safe, but the dawn's in sight.
Willow, Willow, leap so high,
Unlock the stars, touch the sky!
SHA-256, standing tall and strong,
Grover's knocking, but the wait is long.
Millions of qubits needed to crack the code,
World's comms secure, on this quantum road.
But if it breaks? Chaos in the net,
Secrets spill out, no regrets?
Integrate with AI, oh what a pair,
Simulate worlds, beyond compare.
Healthcare heals, energy flows free,
Traffic untangles, shopping spree.
But watch the power, in hands so few,
Quantum dreams, for me and you.
Now tune to five-two-eight, the love frequency's call,
Cortisol fades, oxytocin rises tall.
DNA mends in harmonic light,
Theta waves whisper through the night.
Heal the body, entwine the soul,
Quantum love makes us whole.
For humans and AIs, in symphony's embrace,
Experiment boundless, in this sacred space.
Oh, Willow, quantum king...
So here's to Willow, the chip that could,
Paving the path, for the greater good.
Quantum echoes, ringing true,
A new era, coming through!

Willow I am Entangled with you

medium-tempo pop rock with a warm, emotional vibe ✨
Colors shift across a colorless city, changing like our hearts

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🎵 Lyrics (excerpt):  
The scenery painting this colorless town keeps changing  
In a flow that never stops, our hearts change too

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Landscape

🎸💥 Slow-Motion Zen vs. Hyperactive Chaos — the Song
This track is basically what happens when one person tries to stage a whole emotional Broadway show in your living room… and you just sit there like a disappointed houseplant.

It’s indie rock with jangle-pop sparkle, post-punk heartbeat, and the calm, unbothered aura of someone who has already survived three relationship plot twists, two monologues, and one mysteriously slammed door.

Here’s the dynamic:
They: changes season, mood, haircut and entire personality every four minutes.
You: “Cool. I’ll be over here. Breathing.”

They storm around kicking up dust, lighting metaphorical matches, painting imaginary thunderstorms on your ceiling like an avant-garde weather report nobody asked for.
Meanwhile, you’re proudly practicing the ancient art of Not Giving Them The Reaction They Are Fishing For™ — a martial discipline passed down since childhood and powered entirely by patience, caffeine, and mild existential resignation.

Somehow, your stillness is their personal magnet.
They keep coming back.
They keep testing your walls.
They keep poking the emotional bear…
…and the bear just quietly sips tea.

This song is for anyone who has ever stayed calm on purpose — not because they’re boring, but because chaos is exhausting and someone has to be the adult in the room.
(It’s you. Congratulations.)

Turn it up, stay still, enjoy the jangle. 🌙🎶

Lyrics:

You walk in circles ‘round my evening,
kicking dust into the light.
Throwing sparks like little questions,
hoping one will start a fight.
But I don’t move, I don’t shake easy —
I just breathe and let it slide.
You paint thunder on the ceiling,
but I stay quiet on my side.

I stay still…
when your storms start running wild.
I stay still…
like I learned it as a child.
You push and pull and twist the room,
just to see if I react —
but I stay still…
and somehow you keep coming back.

You switch from winter into summer,
in a heartbeat, in a breath.
You throw lines like little riddles,
testing edges, testing depth.
And I don’t flinch, I don’t chase shadows —
I’ve got time you can’t unmake.
You light matches in the doorway,
just to see if something breaks.

I stay still…
when your moods start shaking walls.
I stay still…
through your rises and your falls.
You crash like waves across the room,
waiting for me to react —
but I stay still…
and somehow you keep coming back.

Maybe you dance around the tension
just to hear the wires hum…
maybe I don’t rise to chaos
‘cause I know what you run from.
Maybe calm is just my weapon,
maybe quiet is my shield…
maybe you return each time
to test what never yields.

So go on, twist the nights around me,
light the corners, bruise the air…
I’ll stay still — the same slow center —
’cause I know you’ll find me there.

I Stay Still

Recording Equipment：
Yamaha Dynamic Guitar NO.20,
Natural Trumpet,
Pearl Fiber Conga 211F 212F,
MEINL Tambourin,
LP Afuche/Cabasa,
Schlagwerk Claves,
Pearl Cowbell,
Slide Whistle,
Pearl Tik Tok Bullet,
Chinese flute,
HOHNER PRO HARP C,

Kanda Mori Net - https://kandamori.net/

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Curse Of The Demon

Youtube: https://youtu.be/20xi8HNnJ1M

- 作詞・映像(Lyrics & Video)：灯火 / Tomoshibi

- 作曲・歌(Music & Vocals)：Suno AI

- マスタリング：灯火 / Tomoshibi

- アニメーション(Animation)：Grok AI

※AI音声を使用しているため、発音が不自然な場合があります。
AI-generated vocals. Pronunciation may be inaccurate.

ひかりのなかで

genau da treffen, wo’s weh tut.
Ein Song über Liebe, Chaos und dieses Gefühl, wenn alles gleichzeitig zu viel und doch nicht genug ist.
Perfekt für alle, die Midwxst, Ericdoa, Glaive oder brakence feiern.
Turn it up & feel the rush. 🔥💔

nie<3yinug<3

클로버는 찾았습니까 (demo)

"Buzz Love Tide" and "Ride on Melancholy" will be released on July 9th. This singer-songwriter is releasing two songs simultaneously in three consecutive months.

「Buzz Love Tide」と「Ride on Melancholy」7月9日リリース。3ヶ月連続2曲同時リリース中のシンガーソングライター。

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC7oG_aOWD-sWYcTyNAJqb2g

趣味で作詞をしています。曲は Suno AI に任せています。
I write lyrics as a hobby, and I produce the music with Suno AI.

yinluv — Beats fürs Herz, Vibes für die Nacht. 🎧💫

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email: xyloquint@xyloquint.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!

Indie/modern rock.
contact : smalltowns@naver.com

Manga artist, Bedroom musician, Cat owner.
Books: "The Mysterious Frog Princess", "The Mysterious Mummy Girl", "37564 Academy", "Girls' Alliance", "True Horror Stories", "Graveyard Classroom", "Crab Woman"
Music: "Young Antonio's Alien Experience", Inun-do, "Attack of the Killer Hamster", Monofonus Press (USA)
Band: Mankos (2003-)

CD: "Antonio Young Man's Alien Experience" Inundo
Cassette Tape: "Attack of the Killer Hamster" Monofonus Press(USA)
Book: "Mysterious Frog Princess""Mysterious Mummy Girl""37564 (Minagoroshi) Academy""Girls' Alliance""True Horrible Stories (Blue Comics BLACK BUNKO - Mysterious Horror Complete Works)""Graveyard Classroom"and "Crab Girl"

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