Trail of Lights

“Heartbeat Highway” is a midnight road-trip set to music. Neon synth arpeggios echo the pulsing streetlights while kick-drums mimic a revving engine. logical_miracle sings with the cinematic urgency of Lauv and The 1975, steering into wide-screen chorus hooks built for streaming algorithms and FM dials alike. Gated tom fills, glossy pads and a mile-long guitar solo turn the highway into a dancefloor—perfect for late-night pop and synthwave playlists, sync supervisors hunting a “drive scene,” and curators craving hook-rich alt-pop.

Heartbeat Highway

Generative guitars, raspy vocals, one ghostly road—buckle up for a state‑line escape.
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[Verse 1]
Bar-room vinyl crackles, whisky candles gutter low,
Midnight leather thunderstorms ignite her ruby glow.
She’s a jukebox queen in exile, slipping sparks between the grooves,
Trading vows for vagrant kisses, shuffling hearts she never proves.
[Chorus 1]
She ain’t wired for devotion,
Still rewinding yesterday,
Spinnin’ scars on every chorus,
Let the needle skip and sway.
I’ll keep time against her silence,
Hum a bar in minor key—
She ain’t primed for forever,
And that’s alright with me.
[Verse 2]
Sunrise chrome and coffee steam, cracked diner porcelain shine,
She doodles highways on a napkin, swears the road will draw the line.
I tease the throttle of the future, let the engine whisper brave,
But her smile stalls at the state line where his ghost still paves the way.
[Chorus 2]
She ain’t geared for the long run,
Still down-shifting through the pain,
Burnin’ rubber on her history,
Leaves a phantom tire stain.
So I’ll idle on her shoulder,
Spin the dial to set her free—
She ain’t ready for forever,
And that’s alright with me.
[Verse 3]
Moonlit freight-yard echo, boxcar rhythm in her laugh,
She palms the keys like contraband, says, “Let’s jailbreak from the past.”
One kiss detours the compass, north and south become a spark,
We outrun every caution sign, two silhouettes against the dark.
[Chorus 3]
Now she’s tuned to a new station,
No more static, no delay,
Firing pistons of confession,
Rolling thunder down the clay.
Two hearts sing in gasoline time,
Harmony on open sea—
Yeah, she’s ready for forever,
And that’s alright with me—

Ghost Tires on the State Line

Storm‑soaked southern rock anthem | Epic guitar solo & highway grit | New 2025 release

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[Verse 1]
Drop the rent in the mailbox ’fore the frost can bite the wire,
Kick that John-Deere into howlin’, carve the rows like razor fire.
If a whistle in the dark hauls me clean beyond the pine,
Hang my hat on Mama’s porch—let that brim define the line.
[Chorus]
Highway steals my shadow, moon forgets my name,  
Raise a glass to starlight, keep the porch-hog flame
Stand tall through thunder, laugh when the rain comes down—  
Outlaw blood rides with you even when I’m not around.
[Verse 2]
Pass the skillet Sunday evenin’, gravy fogs the windowpane,
Swap tall tales with your brother till the blues back-off the chain.
When the dogwoods blaze like lanterns, drag a hook where catfish grin,
Keep your heart a loaded six-gun—don’t let sorrow settle in.
[Chorus]
Highway steals my shadow, moon forgets my name,  
Raise a glass to starlight, keep the porch-hog flame
Stand tall through thunder, laugh when the rain comes down—  
Outlaw blood rides with you even when I’m not around.
[Bridge]
Love you fierce as river gospel, proud as thunder off the ridge;
Hear my voice in every fiddle when the lonely hits the bridge.
[Chorus]
Highway steals my shadow, moon forgets my name,  
Raise a glass to starlight, keep the porch-hog flame
Stand tall through thunder, laugh when the rain comes down—  
Outlaw blood rides with you even when I’m not around.

Secrets in the Rolling Storm

“Vrixsta Blues” is a slow-burning, cinematic blues anthem that traces the road-worn memories along Highway 30. Ambient slide guitar and brushed snare set a smoky, twilight mood, while Hammond organ pads and distant harmonica whispers fill the air. Gritty, intimate vocals convey ghostly vows and the ache of solitary drives, punctuated by gospel-choir swells and tremolo guitar in a climactic gospel-inflected chorus. Every chord and lyric carries the wind in the windshield—an ode to heartbreak, resilience, and moving forward.

Vrixsta Blues

Outlaw Country Rock 2025 🚛 “Renegade Rhythms” – Your Red‑Dirt Road‑Trip Anthem!
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Verse 1
Rust on the fender, red-dirt thunder, midnight hidin’ our sins,
Gas-station coffee, .45 softly hummin’ beneath the dash-light grin.
We bet our souls on borrowed wheels, burnin’ rubber through the pine,
Swore daylight couldn’t catch us—hell, we thought we owned time.

Chorus
Raise a glass to the gone-by days, outlaw brave and neon wild,
Broken laws and mason-jars, moonlit kisses, feral-child.
Years ran off like river thieves, but they couldn’t steal that spark—
Every scar still hums the melody we tattooed on the dark.
Yeah, the clock keeps cheatin’ hearts, but the memories never rust;
They’re chrome-plated, high-octane, ridin’ shotgun with our dust.

Verse 2
Barstool prophets preach of love, but I’m payin’ tabs with ghosts;
High-noon promises went bust on that ragged Texas coast.
Still taste her velvet wildfire, still hear the outlaw choir ring;
Though the badge took back the highway, it can’t cuff the songs we sing.

Chorus
Raise a glass to the gone-by days, outlaw brave and neon wild,
Broken laws and mason-jars, moonlit kisses, feral-child.
Years ran off like river thieves, but they couldn’t steal that spark—
Every scar still hums the melody we tattooed on the dark.
Yeah, the clock keeps cheatin’ hearts, but the memories never rust;
They’re chrome-plated, high-octane, ridin’ shotgun with our dust.

Bridge
When a freight train yodels midnight, and the coyotes join the tune,
I hitch my heart to boxcar dreams and lonesome steel-string blues.
Might be older, might hurt colder, but the fire’s still raisin’ Cain—
A renegade beneath these wrinkles, thunder pumpin’ through my veins.

Chorus
Raise a glass to the gone-by days, outlaw brave and neon wild,
Broken laws and mason-jars, moonlit kisses, feral-child.
Years ran off like river thieves, but they couldn’t steal that spark—
Every scar still hums the melody we tattooed on the dark.
Yeah, the clock keeps cheatin’ hearts, but the memories never rust;
They’re chrome-plated, high-octane, ridin’ shotgun with our dust.

Renegade Rhythms of Yesterday

🔻 Song Insight
Unread is a drive-into-the-night anthem for the left-on-read, the restless, and the ones who outgrow their own ghost towns. Built on sun-faded memories and late-night highway dreams, the track captures that split-second when nostalgia collides with hard truth: some stories end in silence, some hearts need open roads more than closure. “Unread” trades regret for wind-in-your-face freedom, riding away from the weight of the past toward whatever’s next—even if it’s just more desert and stars.

🔻 Lyrics
Verse 1:
 Left unread like you used to do,
 It's all been said, exchanging words,
 It all messes with your head,
 What's the point? We died anyway.
 Living like you tried, I wish I'd say,
 I see you on the other side,
 But I just don't know.
Chorus:
 Life's short and the gas is cheap,
 I'm tired of this same old street.
 Riding fast at 95,
 Chasing dreams just to feel alive.
 Mountains rolling, skies so wide,
 Heart's wild but I can't hide.
 This highway's calling me back home
 To where the wild winds roam.
Verse 2:
 You said it was forever,
 A never-ending beginning,
 It landed hard one Wednesday,
 Thursday packing, Friday gone away.
 Before too long there's a bride,
 But I'm still chasing what's inside.
Bridge:
 Stars are dancing on the desert floor,
 A chill in the air, can't ignore.
 Crisp white lines spell out my fate,
 The unknown callin' through heaven's gate.
 I hold on tight, I don't really know,
 But I keep riding through the glow.
Verse 3:
 It's been a couple years,
 Washed up and single,
 Sitting at the bar,
 Thought 'bout stopping by,
 But I just walked on by.
 Lost a part of myself in this mess,
 Forgot the wild in my heart,
 The parts that make me free.

🔻 Personal Reflection
I wrote “Unread” staring down the things I never got to say and the roads I was always too scared to take. It’s a song for every moment you looked back and wondered if you should have kept driving. Life hands out endings you can’t always fix—but there’s peace in letting the wheels keep turning, even when your story gets left on read. If you ever felt stuck between what was and what could be, this one’s for you.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
For 4Me2BeFree, every track is a piece of the journey—dusty, real, and cinematic as hell. “Unread” fits right in: it turns those late-night doubts and open road heartaches into music that moves, stings, and frees. Our mission? Keep telling the truth, even if the only reply is static and stars. Keep chasing the wild in your own heart.

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Unread

"If it didn’t matter, it wouldn’t hurt. Pain is the gift of knowing you’re alive."

4Me2BeFree is more than music—it’s my story, my scars, and my survival. Every song is a piece of me, a raw melody of love, heartbreak, and resilience. I blend AI-generated vocals and instruments with real emotions, turning my experiences—especially from an LGBTQ+ perspective—into something that speaks to anyone who's ever felt lost, broken, or just searching for something real.

Breakup songs? Yeah, they hit different. Music carries us through the worst of it, and every generation finds their own anthems of love, loss, and getting back up. Heartache doesn’t care about age, gender, or where you come from—music connects us all.

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Welcome to Logical Miracle, a project where a lifelong dream meets the cutting edge of technology, brought to life by two passionate creators, one a musician and songwriter, the other an edu tech enthusiast who turns ideas into reality.

Like many, my journey started with big dreams as a child. I imagined myself as a musical genius, learning to play the recorder and later moving on to the violin and guitar. Back then, I had no idea how challenging the music industry could be. As life moved on, new adventures like jobs, holidays, and eventually starting a family took over, and my musical dream slowly faded into the background.

But the story didn’t end there. Over the past 40 years, technology has evolved in incredible ways, creating opportunities that were once unimaginable. Social media has reconnected us with old friends and memories, while AI and music software have revolutionised how we create and share music. The music industry, once an exclusive club, has had to adapt, leaving space for new voices to emerge.

This is where Logical Miracle was born, a collaboration between my love for music and the technical genius of my partner. For years, I wrote poems, not realising they were songs in waiting. Today, with the help of AI, music production software, and my tech-savvy partner, we’ve brought those words to life. The dream of working in a big studio isn’t necessary anymore; with the right tools and expertise, we’re able to create professional-quality music right from home.

Logical Miracle is the result of this collaboration. It’s not just a musical project, it’s a testament to the power of dreams and the possibilities that technology brings. What started as a simple idea has blossomed into something much bigger, a dream shared and fulfilled. Now, it’s time for our music to be heard.

So, whether you’re here to discover something new or to support two dreamers who have turned their passions into reality, we hope you enjoy the music of Logical Miracle. Your feedback means the world to us, if you like what you hear, let us know. And if not, that’s okay too, just be kind in your comments. Either way, we’ll keep creating, inspired by the knowledge that our partnership and technology have made this dream possible.

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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.

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