The official soundtrack for the short film Undertow

In the Current

Undertow

Sound track for a movie that never was.  loss but hope,  carrying on, missing those elft behind.

loping along

Physical Touch is a heartfelt exploration of desire and absence. Belle J captures the raw emotion of longing for a sensual connection once deeply felt but now out of reach. The track blends vulnerability with passion, weaving lyrics that ache for intimacy while confronting the silence left behind. It’s a song about memory, yearning, and the bittersweet beauty of touch that lingers even after it’s gone.

Copyright Notice © 2025 Belle J. All rights reserved. “Physical Touch” is an original musical work created and performed by Belle J. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of this work in any form is prohibited without prior written permission.

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Psychical Touch

Physical Touch

Pulled this old original song out a few days ago and have been polishing it up. I knew someone long ago that always dreamed of living in the Redwoods in California. Totally inspired me. This is one of those songs that came together over time. I hope you enjoy this live performance I did tonight on my lovely Baldwin piano (Polly) Thanks so much for listening out there! For Bee. 

Redwood Skies 

Standing on the sidewalk looking at the streetlight
Wishing you were here on this cold cold night 
I'd open up my jacket and wrap you up tight 
Letting all our heartbeats feel just right 

You're so beautiful
You don't even have to try
You're so beautiful 
I'll say it till the day I die
Ooo  Ooo Ooo yeah
Ooo Ooo Ooo yeah

Walking in the coldness thinking how the time flies
Craving our life under those redwood skies
I'll always hold your hand through the lows and the highs
Living would be hard without your soft blue eyes

You're so beautiful
You don't even have to try
You're so beautiful 
I'll say it till the day I die
Ooo  Ooo Ooo yeah
Ooo Ooo Ooo yeah

Sitting in the moonlight our moments on repeat
Falling for you harder missing your heartbeat 
Wanting just to hold you and whisper things sweet
Only you can make me feel complete Oh! 

You're so beautiful
You don't even have to try
You're so beautiful 
I'll say it till the day I die
You're so beautiful 
I'll say it till the day I die 
Ooo  Ooo Ooo yeah
Ooo Ooo Ooo yeah

Redwood skies will be ours
Redwood skies will be ours
Oh Oh 

All music written and recorded by ©Daniel Colter Valentine
All rights reserved

Redwood Skies (Original Song Live)

The holidays can be a hard time for many, and in this piercing ballad Arlo's vocal honesty bares its soul for a tragic loss that's felt with all the depth of the emotion that the holidays bring no matter how much time passes.

His deep, velvety baritone carries the ache of memory and every note a whisper between heartbreak and hope. “Midnight on Christmas Eve” captures that fragile space where grief softens into numbness, and where the spirit of love, once lost, never leaves us.

🎧 A timeless holiday reflection — tender, cinematic, and full of heart.

🔥 From the album “Everwarm” (Pyrosonic Records).

Everwarm

Midnight on Christmas Eve

Lyrics:

I wake to footprints no one makes,
small shoes waiting by the door.
Your name still floats in dust and light,
a paper star on the bedroom floor.
I set a place I know you’ll miss,
pour two cups out of old routine;
the quiet hums a hollow hymn,
and time moves on, but not for me.

How do you go on when the world stands still?
One breath at a time, one step uphill.
I’ll learn to live with the ache, not past it—through,
and say your name like a light in the room.
Love doesn’t end; it changes form,
I’ll carry your dawn through every storm.

I carry you.
I carry you home.

A birthday passes, candles cold,
the swing out back keeps swaying slow.
Your sweater holds the shape of you,
my hands still fold it like before.
Neighbors speak in softer tones,
I nod and keep the garden fed;
I plant your favorite flower seeds,
they bloom in blue where tears were shed.

How do you go on when the world stands still?
One breath at a time, one step uphill.
I’ll learn to live with the ache, not past it—through,
and say your name like a light in the room.
Love doesn’t end; it changes form,
I’ll carry your dawn through every storm.

We make a box of little things—
a painted stone, a folded note.
We tell your jokes at dinnertime,
so laughter has a place to go.
I find you in the smallest signs:
a sparrow’s tilt, a midnight star;
I speak to you in open doors,
and walk ahead, but not too far.

Some days I break, some days I float,
both are honest, both are true.
If grief’s a sea, then love’s the boat—
and I will cross it holding you.
We’ll build a future round your name,
not moving on, but moving with—
a gentle thread through everything,
a promise I will not forget.

How do you go on when the world stands still?
One breath at a time, one step uphill.
I’ll learn to live with the ache, not past it—through,
and say your name like a light in the room.
Love doesn’t end; it changes form,
I’ll carry your dawn through every storm.

I carry you.
I carry you home.
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Track: I Carry You
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I Carry You

Lyrics:

Yesterday the kitchen hummed, two cups, one tune;
midnight changed the locks without a sound.
One whisper set the house on fire,
my name became a warning sign in town.
You packed the future into folded lies,
left fingerprints on every doubt,
and in the morning all our friends
couldn’t look me in the eyes.

How fast can daylight turn its head?
How fast can love become a thread?

Overnight, the ground gave way;
you wrote me villain in our play.
Lost the ring, lost the room,
lost the faces when they turned from me.
Truth didn’t change—just what you say;
I won’t confess to borrowed blame.
Overnight, you locked the door;
I keep the light—still waiting for.

Screens became a jury, cold and bright,
old jokes deleted, new rules applied.
You told the kids I’m thunder at the door,
to hide their hearts when I arrive.
I heard my name explained in halves,
a story sharpened in the night;
they waved from windows made of glass—
a fragile silence dressed as right.

If love can lie, I’ll tell the truth;
I’ll stand right here and be the proof.

Overnight, the ground gave way;
you wrote me villain in our play.
Lost the ring, lost the room,
lost the faces when they turned from me.
Truth didn’t change—just what you say;
I won’t confess to borrowed blame.
Overnight, you locked the door;
I keep the light—still waiting for.

I keep their birthdays on a shelf,
the paper crowns, the crooked stars.
I practice patience like a craft,
and speak their names to empty cars.
If justice moves a winter’s pace,
I’ll walk beside it in the snow;
love isn’t gone, it changed its face—
I’ll wear the ache and let it show.

Some nights I break, some nights I breathe,
both are honest, both are real.
If grief’s a sea, I’ll learn its tide—
and anchor where their voices heal.
Tell them this if they ask why:
I never left, I never lied.

Overnight, the ground gave way;
you wrote me villain in our play.
But I won’t fade, I won’t erase—
I’ll be the hand that waits with grace.
Truth didn’t change—just what you say;
I won’t confess to borrowed blame.
Overnight, you shut the door;
I keep the light—still waiting for.

I’m still here.
I’m still your home.
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Track: Overnight
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Overnight

When first love hits, sparks fly. Ear candy for your all day treats.
Original concept, prpts, mix, mast, prod: duudleDreamz
Creative collaborator, vocals: Kezuki Nova

The Way You Love Me Remix dD88

Lyrics:

Shadows crawl in the dead of night
Heavy boots echo under the light
Eyes like knives
Hearts full of sin
A storm’s brewing
Chaos begins

But whispers rise
A spark in the dark
One voice shouts
Ignites the spark

Alarm bells ringing
Justice wakes
Fear runs fast
But courage breaks
They came for harm
But the tide will turn
In the face of fire
Some flames still burn

Footsteps quick down an endless hall
A silent cry
A desperate call
One lone heart
Steady and strong
Screams to the world
"This is wrong!"

Alarm bells ringing
Justice wakes
Fear runs fast
But courage breaks
They came for harm
But the tide will turn
In the face of fire
Some flames still burn

The world may darken
Shadows may fall
But even one voice can shatter it all
Stand up
Rise up
Don’t let it be
The power of one can set us free

Alarm bells ringing
Justice wakes
Fear runs fast
But courage breaks
They came for harm
But the tide will turn
In the face of fire
Some flames still burn
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Track: Alarm Bells Ringing
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Alarm Bells Ringing

Desert Freak Dancing On The Mountain Cloud

a simple song about Longing, influenced by the words and works of Emily Dickinson

LONGING IS A QUIET ROOM

Twentieth and last from the upcoming release: REDUX - The Acoustic Sessions

Redux version: https://soundcloud.com/benedict-francis/stay-1

Stay (Acoustic)

They say every end is a new beginning, but usually, new beginnings are quiet and gentle. Mine? Not so much. This track is for that moment when you finally decide to get your life together, right before you realize how much work that's actually going to take. It’s optimistic, it’s heavy, and it’s undeniably shiny.

New Beginnings

I drop the kids at your house, wave like nothing’s wrong. Smile through the small talk while my heart drags along. But God, I miss the way you used to hold me. One last time - remind my body what my heart already knew. 

For every ex you can’t stop wanting, even when you know you should. 

Made with SunoAI using prompting and lyric modification.

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Come Fuck Me (One Last Time)

"Desire" is a moody, captivating track built around a powerful sense of longing and nocturnal intensity. The song features a deep, driving electronic beat, atmospheric synth pads, and a haunting vocal melody. The female vocal performance is breathy and seductive, emphasizing the track's theme of intense, all-consuming desire. The production creates a dark, cinematic soundscape that feels perfect for a late-night drive or a dramatic moment of passion and obsession.

Desire

Lyrics:

Photographs turn face-down.
A name I can’t say out loud.

There’s a letter on the kitchen tile,
creases like fault-lines under glass.
Two signatures, a date, a match—
a fact that cuts the future in half.
Your mother trembles, mine goes still;
cups in the sink, a swallow of ice.
We learned the truth in black and white,
and everything else went dark that night.

What we didn’t know still broke the frame;
what we know now must draw the line.

We can’t be lovers anymore—
we close the door we opened wide.
Blood wrote a border through our hearts,
and love stepped back so none would die.
The house is sirens made of grief,
but we won’t cross what isn’t right.
We lay the fire down to sleep,
and walk away into the night.

Not yours. Not mine.
Here is the line.

They shouted thunder down the hall,
names like plates thrown into air.
I stared at frames of childhood faces—
how did we get anywhere near here?
We fold the dresses, pack the books,
leave rings of coffee on the map.
You take the window, I take the door—
two shadows choosing not to look back.

A truth can end what lies began;
we won’t let love become a wound.

We can’t be lovers anymore—
we close the door we opened wide.
Blood wrote a border through our hearts,
and love stepped back so none would die.
The house is sirens made of grief,
but we won’t cross what isn’t right.
We lay the fire down to sleep,
and walk away into the night.

If fate is cruel, we answer clean:
no secret paths, no second tries.
We’ll carry kindness like a lamp,
but keep it on the safer side.
I’ll learn your name a different way—
a page I never thought to turn.
I’ll bless the days we didn’t know,
and honor what we had to burn.

No blame. No rush. No whispered sins.
We choose the boundary, and it wins.
May every step from here be light—
we end it now to make it right.

We can’t be lovers anymore—
we keep the promise not to try.
Blood wrote a border through our hearts,
and we respect its solemn line.
The house still shakes with what we lost,
but we will not become the lie.
We lay the fire down to sleep,
and leave the ashes where they lie.

Not yours. Not mine.
Here is the line.

Photographs turned face-down.
Lights out. We’re gone.
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Track: House of Sirens
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House of Sirens

Unter der Laterne drifts through the glow of a place that once meant everything — a street corner where young love felt fearless, sweet, and a little bit unreal. It’s a quiet walk back into a summer that refuses to fade, filled with small details that suddenly matter again: warm pavement, borrowed shirts, shared secrets, and the electric feeling of a first touch. The song holds on to the magic and the ache of remembering someone so clearly that even years later the air feels the same, the light looks the same, and the heart still pauses under that lamppost where everything began.

Unter der Laterne wandert durch das weiche Licht eines Ortes, der einmal die ganze Welt bedeutete — eine Straßenecke, an der junge Liebe mutig, süß und ein bisschen unwirklich war. Es ist ein leiser Rückweg in einen Sommer, der einfach nicht vergeht, gefüllt mit kleinen Momenten, die plötzlich wieder Gewicht haben: warmes Pflaster, geteilte Geheimnisse, ein Lieblings-T-Shirt, ein Blick, der alles sagte. Der Song hält die Magie und den Schmerz des Erinnerns fest — so deutlich, dass selbst Jahre später die Luft gleich riecht, das Licht gleich fällt und das Herz unter dieser Laterne noch einmal stehen bleibt, genau dort, wo alles begann.

Unter der Laterne

Du hast gesagt:
„Wenn Liebe so ist, will ich mehr davon.“
Der erste Kuss schmeckte nach Zuckerwatte
Und Angst
Die Cola war lauwarm
Wir haben sie trotzdem gefeiert

Wir beide saßen auf dem Bordstein wie Könige

Unter der Laterne such ich dein Gesicht
Hundertausend Sterne
Und ein vertrautes Licht
Der Ort war uns heilig, dir und mir
Lange her
Und echt erstaunlich
Dass ich noch immer im Sommer frier
Genau hier
Unter der Laterne…

Im Spätsommer…
Flimmerte das Pflaster wie Fieber
Wir haben Kippen geteilt wie Geheimnisse
Dein Name auf dem Stromkasten
Mit Edding, für immer
Zuhause lief „Wetten, dass…?“

Wir hatten Besseres vor

Unter der Laterne seh ich dein Gesicht
Hundertausend Sterne
Und ein vertrautes Licht
Dieser Ort war mal heilig, dir und mir
Verdammt lang her
Und echt erstaunlich
Dass ich noch immer im Juli frier
Exakt hier
Unter der Laterne…

Du hast mein Lieblings-T-Shirt behalten
Und ich deinen Blick
Hab gespürt
Das wird weh tun irgendwann…
War wie’n Stich ins Herz

Unter der Laterne schimmert der Asphalt
Hundertausend Sterne
Mir ist noch immer kalt
Schon ewig her
Unter der Laterne
Mit dir

Hier roch es immer nach Grillkohle und großen Gefühlen
Fühlt sich wie gestern an
Nur du erinnerst dich nicht mehr
Schätz ich…


Unter der Laterne

Rearview Night drifts through the quiet hours where memories feel louder than the world outside. It’s a reflective ride through unanswered questions, missed signals, and moments that slipped away before they ever had the chance to become something real. The story moves like a midnight train—steady, low, and full of echoes—capturing the ache of wondering whether a connection was ever more than a fleeting stop on someone else’s journey. With smoky intimacy and raw emotion, it lingers in the space between longing and truth, holding onto the pieces left behind in the fading glow of tail-lights.

Rearview Night bewegt sich durch diese stillen Stunden, in denen Erinnerungen lauter klingen als die Welt draußen. Es ist eine nachdenkliche Fahrt durch unbeantwortete Fragen, verpasste Zeichen und Momente, die verschwanden, bevor sie überhaupt etwas werden konnten. Die Geschichte rollt wie ein Mitternachtszug—gleichmäßig, tief und voller Echos—und fängt den Schmerz ein, wenn man sich fragt, ob eine Verbindung jemals mehr war als nur ein kurzer Halt auf der Reise eines anderen. Mit rauchiger Intimität und roher Emotion verweilt der Song zwischen Sehnsucht und Wahrheit und hält die Bruchstücke fest, die im verblassenden Licht der Rücklichter zurückblieben.

Rearview Night

There’s a train that rolls past midnight
Never stops, just moans through town
And I swear it knows my secrets
It hums low like it’s breaking down

I leave the porch light flickering
Like maybe you’ll find your way
But ghosts don’t knock, they whisper
And then they fade away

Tell me how
You slipped right through the cracks
Like smoke from a cigarette
Like a map with no way back
Tell me now
Was I just a stop on the run
Like a song you half begun
Left fading in your rearview night

I wore your denim jacket
’Til the sleeves gave out at the seams
Still smelled like you in April
And gasoline dreams

I talk to the walls in riddles
They never answer back
But they hold all the echoes
Of a love that jumped the tracks

Tell me how
You slipped right through the cracks
Like smoke from a cigarette
Like a map with no way back
Tell me now
Was I just a stop on the run
Like a song you half begun
Left fading in your rearview night

And I’m not chasing closure
I just want the truth to land
Like a coin on the table
Or your name in my hand

Tell me how
The world keeps turning slow
When everything I knew
Left months ago
Tell me now
Did you look back at all that night
Or vanish like tail-lights
On your midnight freight?


Rearview Night

Weaving moods, sounds, harmonies, emotions, rhythms into tunes. Inspired by life, moments and everything in between.

Hey! Thanks for stopping by!:) All recordings done on my old Baldwin piano that my amazingly talented grandma gave me. I'd like to think it holds some magic. All original songs, recorded live. I took a few years of classical lessons when I was very young. Fond memories bicycling down E. Brown street to my lessons. Dearest Faye...sweetest teacher ever. 

Throughout the years I'd always tinker on my Mom's old 1900 Ludwig piano through passing, playing songs I had learned, like Fur Elise and The Spinning Song, but it wasn't till I was in college when I fell in love with those keys. There was an old upright in the student center that I'd sneak off to late at night, and ever since then the playing has never stopped, and it never will. I never knew I could even make up melodies, let alone write a song. What a therapy it has been over the years, expressing myself through experiences, and feelings of the hopeless romantic in me. God is good! I'm so thankful. I hope to connect with many and make new friends. Hope you enjoy the songs!:) 

No Ai whatsoever, just my voice and piano, playing and singing simutaneously. 

All music written & recorded by ©Daniel Colter Valentine All Rights Reserved 

I can do all things through Christ which strengeneth me. 

Paul - Philippians 4:13 

To play a wrong note is insignificant. To play without passion is inexcusable!

Beethoven

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. 

Eleanor Roosevelt

Arlo Novak is an LGBTQ+ singer-songwriter blending folk-rock, raw emotion, and poetic storytelling. With haunting melodies and heartfelt lyrics, he crafts songs of love, loss, and resilience—igniting sparks of hope, identity, and passion in every note. His debut album, Songs from the Flame, is a testament to the fire within. 🎶🔥

A love of the Irish Poets leads to this exciting project, creating songs inspired by their words and works

Welcome, and I’m truly grateful for all the love, reposts, and for you listening and following my life music journey.

 Hi, I’m Belle, a mum from Australia who’s been to hell and back since I was a child. I’ve lived through chronic pain, illness, and lifelong mental health battles. I’m not a survivor. I’m a warrior of body, mind, and soul, here to inspire, empower, and heal you with a cheeky dash of seduction, because let’s be honest, everyone like me has a naughty side. I write and sing for the unheard, the unseen, the cast aside. For the broken-hearted, the forgotten, the ones who feel invisible. For the ones who ache in silence, who’ve been told they’re too much or not enough. For the lost, the lonely, the ones still searching for home inside themselves. I chose to turn my ugly life scars into power and pain into purpose and beautiful music and art. I’m not here for fame, I’m here to help you feel happy again. Meditation helped me feel better, more present, more whole, more me. Change your mindset and you’ll feel it, see it, live it. A positive mind creates a positive life. It might sound cliché, but it’s true, and I’m living proof. Just believe in you always. Never ever give up on yourself or your dreams. I care. I believe in you. You got this. Love, X Belle J

I’m a songwriter first and last - not a performer. My focus is on the craft of the song itself, which is why my music has such a wide range. I don’t have one sound; I write for other voices and a vast variety of genres.

You won't find my face on a stage or my voice on a mic. My tracks aren't about building my own brand; they’re about creating a mood or a story that comes fully to life through the right singer.

Simply a experimenter on the sonic echos in my mind.
Painting with sounds and noises.
I gave up on simplicity long ago as I hear so much around me. I try to make paintings/environments and fill them with life.
I do suggest headphones for the best experience.
Oh, and if you are a "music promoter" please don't waste my time. You will never make money off me.

I’m just a guy trying to make cool stuff before the heat death of the universe. Occasionally, I succeed. Hopefully this is one of those times.

14+ years behind the boards — forging darkwave, dark electro, synthpop and synthwave with EDM weight.

I build cold atmospheres, bittersweet hooks and hard drops — music for late-night drives, neon streets, and the moments you don’t talk about. Every release is pressure and emotion: clean sound design, heavy low-end, and melodies that linger.

If you’re here for dark energy with a pulse — welcome.
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NTENSEIFIED — Dark emotion. Heavy impact.

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