Instrumental, cinematic synthwave with moody night-time ambience and gentle pulse; one-stop, no samples, available for sync - please DM.

Slow Dancing Simona (Instrumental)

A late-night R&B confessional with a dark, gritty baritone at the center soft keys, close-mic breath, heartbeat kick, and slow-burn choir pads. The lyric frames love as triage: two people hurting, one apologizing for trying to be a lighthouse with a storm inside. Intimate verses, restrained first chorus, then a layered, gospel-tinted lift to a cathartic final refrain. Think candlelit window, rain on glass, and a fuse that flickers but never quite goes out.

Sorry I Didn't Heal You

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(F) (whisper)
No more static...
(M) (whisper)
No more noise...
(F) (whisper)
Just the sound of your voice...

[Verse 1]
(F)
The light is different here
A soft, sub-surface glow
A deep, dark purple ocean
Drifting, soft and slow

(M)
The perfect grid is gone
We've fallen off the lines
I can feel you breathing
A new, serene design

[Pre-Chorus]
(F)
Is this a new creation?
(M)
Or just the space between?
(Duet)
The only thing that's real
Is this new, recurring dream

[Chorus]
(Duet)
Oh, the Darkwater, the silent sea
A new reality, for you and me
The system's echo... is just a memory
Floating on the Darkwater
We're finally free

[Verse 2]
(F)
My skin feels different
The air is cool and dim
No more running, no more fear
It's just the sound of...
(M)
...a distant, quiet hymn

[Pre-Chorus]
(F)
Is this a new creation?
(M)
Or just the space between?
(Duet)
The only thing that's real
Is this new, recurring dream

[Chorus]
(Duet)
Oh, the Darkwater, the silent sea
A new reality, for you and me
The system's echo... is just a memory
Floating on the Darkwater
We're finally free

[Bridge]
(F)
No more grid lines
(M)
No more pain
(Duet)
Just the sound of a million years of rain
(F)
We survived the fracture
(M)
We survived the fall
(Duet)
And now we're here, together, through it all!

[Chorus]
(Duet)
Oh, the Darkwater, the silent sea
A new reality, for you and me
The system's echo... is just a memory
Floating on the Darkwater
We're finally free

[Outro]
(F) (whisper)
Floating...
(M) (whisper)
...floating...
(Duet) (whisper)
...on the darkwater...

Darkwater

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Instrumental)

[Verse 1]
(Female)
The void is endless
The static is a ghost
The old world's stars are gone
But you're the one I see the most

(Male)
(I see you...)

(Female)
You are a signal
A new and steady heat
The only part of this new world
That feels complete

[Verse 2]
(Male)
The grid is memory
The architects are dust
There's nothing left to break here
There's only us

(Female)
(There's only us...)

(Male)
You are the echo
That proves I am alive
The only reason in this void
I need to survive

[Chorus]
(Duet)
We are two lights in the endless night
The only thing that's real
A new design, a different kind
Of promise we can feel
We are two lights, burning steady and true
There's nothing in the void...
...but me and you.

[Verse 3]
(Female)
We are the ripples
We are the sound
The system's gone
But we are found

(Male)
We'll build a new world
From the wreckage of the last
The future's not a memory
We've finally escaped the past

[Chorus]
(Duet)
We are two lights in the endless night
The only thing that's real
A new design, a different kind
Of promise we can feel
We are two lights, burning steady and true
There's nothing in the void...
...but me and you.

[Outro]
(Female - whisper)
...just me...
(Male - whisper)
...and you...

(Instrumental Shift)

(Female - whisper, anxious)
...did you feel that?
(Male - whisper, anxious)
...the hum. It's back.

Two Lights

A soulful piece built from quiet, poetic lines. The lyric’s layering asked for a Motown-leaning soul arrangement with soft organ and gentle guitar. We tried many paths, including duet takes, and chose this solo version as our purposeful statement. Human, intimate, and focused on small acts that matter.

[LYRICS]

Lay a cup where thirst is waiting,
leave a note where doubt has grown.
Quiet acts do not go missing,
roots remember what is sown.

Let it start with what is nearest,
let it grow by simple means.
Kindness moves like hidden rivers,
slow and certain through our seams.

Hold a door for hands that tremble,
share the shade when heat is high.
Stitch a name back into silence,
meet a weary gaze with time.

Let it start with what is nearest,
let it grow by simple means.
Kindness moves like hidden rivers,
slow and certain through our seams.

Send a word that lifts the burden,
leave the last sweet slice for two.
Trade your hurry for listening,
make a space where hope comes through.

Let it start with what is nearest,
let it grow by simple means.
Kindness moves like hidden rivers,
slow and certain through our seams.

Little sparks in quiet places
light the paths we walk each day.
What we mend will mend us also,
kindness finds a steady way.

Let it start with what is nearest,
let it grow by simple means.
Kindness moves like hidden rivers,
slow and certain through our seams.

Little Things • Soul • Contemporary R&B • Gospel Soul

A haunting cinematic pop duet exploring isolation and self-revelation. “Nobody Knows Me” moves from whispered confessions to a soaring emotional climax — blending ethereal vocals, darkwave textures, and slow-building intensity that fades back into silence.

Nobody Knows Me

“Love in Reverb” is a late-night alt-indie power ballad about echoes that never fade. A single voice drifts through empty rooms, haunted by what was said and what can’t be taken back. Built on slow-burn guitars, ambient space, and a ghost-female harmony that lingers like memory, it rises from a whisper to a storm, then dissolves into silence. Written and produced by Ggreg Snyder — a song about the sound that love leaves behind.

LYRICS
(c)2025 Ggreg Snyder
 
[Verse 1]
The static hum is louder now,
Her whisper in my head.
The words we threw still ricochet,
Between the tears I shed.

[Pre-Chorus]
All the walls are talking back,
Every sound a photograph,
Of what we were before the crash —
And I can’t turn it down.

[Chorus]
I still hear our love in reverb,
Fading through the room.
Every note a haunting curve,
A ghost that won’t retune.
All the echoes crash and blur,
Like thunder in my nerves.
I can’t kill what I once heard —
It’s love in reverb.

[Verse 2]
I curse her name, then curse my own,
We mirrored every flaw.
If she had done the things I did,
I’d break the same old law.

[Pre-Chorus]
Now the truth cuts through delay,
No more songs to hide away.
Guess the lesson had to play
Before I could let go.

[Chorus 2]
I still hear our love in reverb,
Echoed out of tune.
Every word we tried to serve
Now howls beneath the moon.
All the echoes twist and stir,
Still burning through my nerves.
I can’t drown what I once heard —
Our love in reverb.

[Electric guitar solo]

[Bridge]
Strip the mix down, leave it bare,
Let the silence fill the air.
If pain’s a teacher, I have learned
Some fires can’t be re-burned.

[Final Chorus]
I still feel our love in reverb,
But it’s softer now, subdued.
Every dream we left uncurved
Is finding something new.
When the echoes start to fade,
And I breathe without her words —
I’ll remember what I heard:
That love, that love in reverb.
 


Love In Reverb

In Scripted Survival, Khaled Abu El-atta presents a quietly luminous memoir, written with the precision of a poet and the honesty of a witness.

Scripted Survival - KX

DMLS steps into the booth with a sound that feels both intimate and expansive, blending warm, soulful grooves with understated, hypnotic rhythms. His latest set drifts between smoky deep-house textures, hazy melodies, and slow-burning, psychedelic atmospheres, all delivered with a subtle finesse that keeps the pulse unpredictable and alive.

The result is a meticulously sculpted narrative — a journey that favors mood over momentum, soul over spectacle. DMLS doesn’t just play tracks; he paints scenes, blurring the lines between dancefloor hedonism and late-night introspection. A name with a distinct sonic fingerprint, he delivers a mix that is as thoughtful as it is immersive.

DMLS @ London, Studio - Nostalgia (Wolf + Lamb, Soul Clap, Maayan Nidam, Darkside, Kiki, Troxler)

Come closer, but you still can’t have me.

I Want Your Love

Dark, intimate indie-pop track about the slow, nonlinear process of healing. Deep, breathy vocals float over minimal percussion, warm sub-bass, and glitchy electronic textures inspired by Russian underground atmospheres. A haunting, emotional slow-burn about becoming someone new.

Metamorphosis

Track Credits:
• Vocals: AI-generated
• Lyrics: Sima Bina (سیما بینا), edited by 4mrrza
• Melody: AI-generated
• Composition: AI-generated
• Arrangement: AI-generated
• Mix & Mastering: AI-generated
• Prompt Design & Creative Direction: by 4mrrza
• Style & Vocal Direction: by 4mrrza

This track is a cover of Sima Bina’s original song.

Dokhtar Ghochani | دختر قوچانی

A whisper you feel in your spine… not your ears.

Use the links to reach me. 🖤
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I walked through loss and found my way back, learning along the path of grief, resilience, and recovery.

It’s all about the lyrics.

Just a regular guy with a spark in his soul, telling my story through lyrics, art, and lived moments — my story with AI craft.
If you’ve ever felt something deep but unspoken, maybe this is for you.

Phase Chroma is a high-concept duo occupying the luminous, melancholic space between Progressive Structure and Ethereal Art-Pop. Formed around a striking duality—precise, structural synth work meets vast, dreamy vocal atmospheres—the project exists to explore emotional resonance through meticulous design. Their music sounds like the aftermath of a beautiful, systemic failure. Tracks like the digitally fractured "Neon Decay" and the liquid, intimate vastness of "Ripples in the Void" showcase their signature approach: cinematic soundscapes where every layered texture and subtle metric shift is intentional. Phase Chroma doesn't just make music; they manufacture deeply felt sonic tension for the quiet, empty hours.

I’m Amirreza, born on May 27, 1997, based in Tehran. I create music with artificial intelligence and breathe new life into classic Iranian poetry and songs. My work blends tradition with innovation, crafting soundscapes where nostalgia and modernity coexist, inviting listeners to experience the past through a contemporary, digital lens.

I’ve always lived at the crossroads of music and poetry — where feeling becomes form, and melody turns memory into meaning. Whether it’s a lingering jazz note, a well-placed rhyme, or a shift in tempo that tells a deeper story, I’m drawn to that quiet magic where art reflects life with a little more style.

My roots are in classic music — the kind that doesn’t chase the moment but lingers with you long after the last note. Over time, that love expanded into poetry writing and jazz — especially the kind that swings, speaks, and smirks all at once. Jazz, to me, isn’t just a genre; it’s a personality. A conversation. A little tilt of the head and a grin that knows more than it says.

When I set out to create an album, it’s rarely just a collection of songs. I approach it like a personal playlist — one that drifts and flows as if the entire tracklist were one long, uninterrupted piece. Each track leans into the next, shifting mood, pace, or voice, but always carrying the same thread of feeling. I want you to listen the way I do — not as a shuffle of moments, but as a cinematic arc. One breath that lasts an hour.

Lyrically, my work is rooted in lived experience. Sometimes it’s obvious. Other times it’s just the skeleton of a memory, dressed up in wit, irony, or longing. I draw from real-life events, then let the poet in me twist, stretch, or sweeten them to taste. Depending on the tone of the album — playful, romantic, nostalgic, or something in between — I try to keep the emotional truth intact while giving it a fresh coat of creativity. A little humor where it fits. A deeper dive where it hurts.

My newest jazz album continues this tradition — short-lined swing tracks, conversational duets, and tongue-in-cheek storytelling. It’s an homage to late-night alleyway ballads, rooftop serenades, and train station goodbyes — all bound together with a sense of charm and cohesion. Each song is its own little scene, but together they tell a story — one you can revisit with each replay.

Thanks for stopping by my profile. I hope you find something that earns a spot on your repeat-play list — a melody, a lyric, or a moment that feels like it was written just for you.

Black Phunk is a groove architect with smoked-glass vocals, midnight bass, and future-funk swagger. They blend soul, hip-hop, and cosmic jazz into dance-floor sermons built for neon nights.

Danish composer/producer crafting cinematic, synth-driven instrumentals with slow-burn tension, dreamy pads and a hint of 80s nostalgia. My cues live between melancholy and mystery. Perfect for late night interiors, drama and end credits. I deliver one-stop masters with stems and alt-cuts (60/30/15, underscore, no-drums, sting). Browse the Sync Portfolio playlist and feel free to reach out via DM.

Songwriter blurring the lines between country, pop, folk, and whatever else feels honest. Silicon Valley roots, zero Nashville clichés. Think tech-metaphor heartbreak, cowpunk energy, and the sweetness of two good people parting ways. Call it alt.country if you need a label.

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