A long love piano song with strings. Enjoy!

Fish From Space

The 1st Song of my "Brian's Sorrow" Album, which is called "A Late Night".
A Late Night (30th August 2025 - 31th August 2025)

This music and my new album were inspired by the music from the game "Cry Of Fear." I tried to write something similar to the music at the beginning of the game.

Brian's Sorrow

A Late Night

Cinematic Piano and Strings

Free to go

Embark on a breathtaking journey Beyond the Clouds, a soul-stirring instrumental piece that blends classical elegance with cinematic grandeur.

Beyond the Clouds (Emotional Classical Film Score)

If I die tomorrow…
don’t cry, don’t pray, don’t fake a show.
Just play the songs I used to know.
I came to burn, not to belong—
a fleeting spark, a thunder song.
Born with double light inside,
too deep for calm, too wild to hide.
They said it’s rare, they said it’s wrong,
but I just called it being strong.

I saw too much before I grew,
the world was loud, my heart was new.
I learned too young what pain could teach,
how heaven’s high but hard to reach.
I built my walls, then tore them down,
I wore my scars like a lost crown.
A mind that burned, a soul that bled—
I lived with storms inside my head.

Every wound became a sign,
every fall refined my line.
And though I broke a thousand ways,
I still rose brighter from the blaze.

If I die tomorrow, don’t cry for me,
I’ve seen what most will never see.
I’ve loved too hard, I’ve lost control,
but I have lived with all my soul.
If I die tomorrow, remember this line:
I never was perfect—
but damn, I was alive.

Jennifer… I failed your peace,
my fire never found release.
You spoke in calm, I spoke in flame,
we meant no harm but played that game.
You wanted roots, I needed flight,
you held the moon, I chased the light.
Still, through the noise and all the pain,
your voice still hums inside my brain.

To André, my brother through the smoke,
we shared the roads that never spoke.
We dreamed too big, we laughed too loud,
two misfits made the world feel proud.
And if one day I fade from here,
you’ll find my pulse inside your gear.

If I die tomorrow, I’ll die in peace,
my restless heart will find release.
I’ve walked through storms, I’ve touched the flame,
I’ve lost my way but found my name.
If I die tomorrow, let it be said:
I lived a thousand lives
before I’m dead.

My parents tried, they built my frame,
they gave me love without a name.
They couldn’t cure what made me burn,
but taught me strength at every turn.
My sister laughs, she lifts the gray,
a piece of light I lost one day.
And every smile she gives the sky
reminds me how I learned to try.

To the friends I left behind in time,
I write your names inside this rhyme.
Forgive my silence, forgive my run,
I chased the moon, forgot the sun.
But know that even when I roam,
you’re every place I call my home.

I lived through nights that had no stars,
through broken dreams and borrowed cars.
I lost my faith, my ground, my drive,
but every fall kept me alive.
I’ve been too much, I’ve been too loud,
I’ve stood alone and moved the crowd.
A paradox in human form—
half the fire, half the storm.

If heaven asks what I have done,
I’ll say: I fought, I loved, I won.
I broke the rules, I crossed the line,
but I made truth a friend of mine.
And if they ask what I regret,
I’ll whisper names I can’t forget.
Not what I lost, but who I knew—
my greatest hell, my purest view.

If I die tomorrow, don’t hide my name,
just play this loud and feel my flame.
For all I broke, for all I built,
for every spark of love and guilt.
I lived untamed, I lived unplanned,
with trembling heart and open hand.
If I die tomorrow, don’t close the door—
I’ll live through sound forevermore.

Born with double hearts that beat too strong,
half the silence, half the song.
They called it strange, they called it wrong,
but it’s what made me last this long.
I wasn’t made for peace or fame—
I was made to feel the flame.

If I die tomorrow, tell the stars my tale,
of every storm I learned to sail.
Of every tear that turned to grace,
of every ghost I had to face.
I lived with madness, love, and light,
I made my wrongs become my right.
If I die tomorrow, don’t let me fade—
just whisper softly: he was flame.

And if this is the end…
don’t mourn the fire.
Let it burn the dark away.
Let Jennifer heal,
let André smile,
let my parents finally rest awhile.
Tell the world I wasn’t a saint,
but I painted truth in every paint.
Tell them I wasn’t built to stay,
I was made to light the way.

Y si muero mañana,
que nadie me busque en el cielo.
Estoy en la música.... Character limit.

If I Die Tomorrow - Original Mix


THU MỘNG 
 
Bao muà thu qua - Bao mùa thu xa 
Mình em qua phố, mưa vẫn mưa bay
bàn tay gọi nắng, làn gió heo mây   
Hàng cây nghiêng nghiêng ,
con đường lá đổ nhẹ nhàng
buông rơi hồn thu sương rủ 
quyện gió ru êm tình thu rũ say 
 
Thu về mộng mơ Thu vàng nên thơ  
niềm thương nỗi nhớ người vẫn xa xăm  
rừng đang thay sắc khoảng trời đợi mong                                           
Chiều thu em đi  - Con đường gió lộng                           
Mùa thu cô liêu - bờ mi ướt đọng                         
Gợi nhớ một thời, tình duyên Thu Mộng 


lyric: Ngọc Thể
Nov 5 2025


THU MỘNG

Character theme for a wanderer stepping through a desert portal into an enchanted garden. A blend of cinematic strings, harp, and atmospheric magic.

Sandbloom

Orchestrated piano improvisation. No editing on the piano score.

2025.

Cold Night

This is my first composition using the Max Richter Piano from SRM Sounds, and Nashville Scoring Strings on Cinesamples Musio.

Art work and Music © 2025 Roger Hooper

WINTER MORN

Experience across Music and Media Industries. Always interested in new ways to compose. 

Please consider visiting my page for commissions and works.- https://johnyborges.carrd.co/

Composing music on my piano that makes me feel good.

"I don’t make music to entertain. I build echoes of what I lived, what I lost, and what I still burn for."
– Arese

Media Composer, pianist, synthesist, product trainer for Casio,.

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Graphic artist, writer, and just a budding musician.

Playing piano is my daily therapy against stress. That also repels the rodents that attempt to squat my attic in winter !

As an insomniac, I mainly play at night. Each improvisation is like a snapshot of my mood and state of mind of the instant.

I record almost everything I play. From time to time one of these improvisations inspires me enough, and I use it as a basis for a composition.

Disclaimer : I deny any responsibility in case of ear bleeds !


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Please, don't blame my piano teacher, I had none!

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