ROCK PRISM

I don’t care about the fame
Or the money, or my name
All the whispers that they say
Fade away, they fade away

My mind
It’s been a-hummin’, hummin’
I think it’s time for somethin’, somethin’

And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy

All the things that don’t exist
In the world, the universe
They don’t matter in the end
That’s a blessing, not a curse

My mind
It’s been a-hummin’, hummin’
I think it’s time for somethin’, somethin’

And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy

I’m not chasing what they chase
I just found my better place
I’m not running from the night
I’m just shining in the light

And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy
And I don’t know why
But I’m just happy

I'm just happy (Pure Rock reload)

Close your eyes and breathe me in
City sleeps but the wires still sing
I chase the spark from a restless night
Your name hits hard like a neon light

I walk the line where the past rewinds
Photos fade but the frame survives
Distant voices on a radio band
Pull me forward like a steady hand

Through the quiet I won’t break
Every drumbeat knows your name
I will find you in the flame

Hold me in the afterglow
Turn it up until it shows
We were shadows turned to bright
Run with me into the night
If forever feels out of reach
Sing it back so I believe
When the world goes cold on me
Dreams are where you come to me

Streetlights smear on a midnight ride
Tires cry out like a warning sign
Every corner keeps a trace of you
Painted loud in electric blue

Through the quiet I won’t break
Every drumbeat knows your name
I will find you in the flame

Hold me in the afterglow
Turn it up until it shows
We were shadows turned to bright
Run with me into the night
If forever feels out of reach
Sing it back so I believe
When the world goes cold on me
Dreams are where you come to me

I will never let the static win
Cut the noise and pull me in
If we only get tonight
Make it thunder, make it right

Hold me in the afterglow
Turn it up until it shows
We were shadows turned to bright
Run with me into the night
If forever feels out of reach
Sing it back so I believe
When the crowd gets loud and mean
I hear you in every beat

Close your eyes and breathe me in
Morning breaks and the song begins

Run with me (Pop Rock reload)

Darling, darling…
Chills alone, hoping for some signals.
All shaky, skipping over queries.
Warm skin, mind softly buzzing.
Ain’t it clear what those thoughts are drifting?

Do you think I’m horny, if it sparks your fire?
Go on, lover, make it clear.
Do you sense my hunger, simply draw me nearer.
Go on, lover, make it clear — make it clear, cutie.

Seeming bashful, hunting for a cue now.
Go on, sweet one, let’s melt into the twilight.
Just pause for a beat before diving deeper.
Hand me a buck so I can buzz my buddy.
They snag a lift to a sleek urban haven,
And at length reveal exactly what the vibe craves.

Do you think I’m horny, if it sparks your fire?
Go on, lover, make it clear.
Do you sense my hunger, simply draw me nearer.
Go on, lover, make it clear.

Veins throb like thunder —
’Cause finally there’s this wild connection.
Ease up, cutie, now it’s just us here… yeah.

They rise with the sun ’cause the world is stirring.
Two brand-new souls, but that’s not the focus.
Outside it’s brisk, hazy and drizzling.
They share the moment — no one’s even fussing.
“Drat, I’m low on juice and pastries.”
“Forget it, darling — we can stream the sunrise flick.”

Do you think I’m horny, if it sparks your fire?
Go on, lover, make it clear.
Do you sense my hunger, simply draw me nearer.
Go on, lover, make it clear.
Guitar riff — make it clear.
Darling.
Stronger.
Push it.
That’s the highlight.
Ponder if it’s right.

Do you think I’m horny (Disco Rock reload)

Dead love… still burnin’ in my bones…

I was the girl with your name in a song,
Held your hand while the nights dragged on.
Chemo light, a radio hum,
I swore I’d love you when the end would come.

Now they whisper I’ve lost my way,
But you’re the ghost that makes me stay.

I dig through the clay where the wildflowers grow,
Pour whiskey on your stone, watch the river flow.
They call me crazy, but you always knew,
I’m still in love, still burning for you.

Your grave’s past town where the pine trees lean,
I bring my heart where your soul has been.
That old dress still smells like rain,
Every thread hums your name again.

I dig through the clay where the wildflowers grow,
Pour whiskey on your stone, watch the river flow.
They call me crazy, but you always knew,
I’m still in love, still burning for you.

Radio static and a blood-red sky,
Every mile I drive, I ask you why.
Guess I’m half-alive till I’m back with you,
Six feet down where the love rings true.

I dig through the clay where the wildflowers grow,
Pour whiskey on your stone, watch the river flow.
They call me crazy, but you always knew,
I’m still in love, still burning for you.

Dead love… still burnin’ in my bones.

I dig through the clay (Country Rock reload)

I found your lighter in my coat
Didn’t cry — just felt the smoke
Your echo lives behind the door
But I don’t feel it like before

Some ghosts don’t need to talk
They just sit there and rot

I wonder if sometimes
Not too long, maybe just a second
You still think about me
You still hear my voice
You still smell my odor
Not too long, maybe just a second
I wonder sometimes

Cause I don’t
Fuck you Philippe

Your records still spin in my head
But they scratch like everything you said
I bled enough on all your lines
Now I just cross out your signs

I don’t miss, I dissect
What you ruin, I protect

I wonder if sometimes
Not too long, maybe just a second
You still think about me
You still hear my voice
You still smell my odor
Not too long, maybe just a second
I wonder sometimes

Cause I don’t
Fuck you Philippe

All the blame you threw like knives
Guess what — I'm still alive
Every lie you wrapped in silk
I wear them now like scars, not guilt

I wonder if sometimes
Not too long, maybe just a second
You still think about me
You still hear my voice
You still smell my odor
Not too long, maybe just a second
I wonder sometimes

Cause I don’t
Fuck you Philippe
Just fuck you

I wonder sometimes (Post Punk Rock reload)

I am a phantom
I am a specter
I'm the light you think you see
When you feel there's someone standing right next to you

We are the ghosts
We don't care
You're next
We are the ghosts
We don't care
Your lover is next

I am the lost one
I am the least one
I'm the darkness that you see
When you feel there's something right in front of you

We are the ghosts
We don't care
You're next
We are the ghosts
We don't care
Your family is next

We are the ghosts
We don't care
You're next
We are the ghosts
We don't care
Your iPhone is next
And you too

We are the ghosts
We don't care
You're next
We are the ghosts
We don't care
Your dog is next

We are the ghosts (Post Grunge Rock reload)

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

ROCK PRISM

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