I'm On My Knees

Like a flame needs the fire,
Like a vein needs desire...

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Shadows of Regret

Verse 1
You thought the silence kept you safe
But secrets always find their way
The mirror shows what lies can’t hide
The weight you carry deep inside

Pre-Chorus
Now the moment’s catching up with you
Nothing left but what is true

Chorus  
You can’t escape the price you choose
Every step’s a debt you’ll lose
The past returns, the mask removed
There’s no escape from shadows of regret

Verse 2
The words you whispered fade to dust
But promises decay with rust
No comfort in the games you play
The truth is all that stays

Pre-Chorus
Now the moment’s catching up with you
Nothing left but what is true

Chorus
You can’t escape the price you choose
Every step’s a debt you’ll lose
The past returns, the mask removed
There’s no escape from shadows of regret
 
Bridge
All the doors you tried to close
Open wide, the story shows
Time won’t heal what’s been betrayed
Only truth remains

Final Chorus
You can’t escape the price you choose
Every step’s a debt you’ll lose
The past returns, the mask removed
There’s no escape from shadows of regret

Flow

Shadows of Regret (Synthwave Mix)

Text:
Intro:
We built our homes with open gates, not walls,
Let the green in — never thought about the calls.
Tiny footsteps under doors, beneath the floor,
Something crawls within what we ignored.

Verse 1:
We sold our soil, in flowerpots from foreign lands,
Imported dreams in soil that slipped through our hands.
We planted palms, olive trees, nothing wrong we thought,
But in the earth, the silent army was wrought.

Pre-Hook:
We wanted paradise, flowers and sun,
We got invasion, and the damage begun.

Chorus:
This is our quiet war, no guns, no enemy we see,
Just ants beneath our feet, our own fault, how blind we be.
If we heal the ground, shut the gates, break the chains we've made,
Maybe life will find a way, before all colors fade.

(Solo)

Verse 2:
Homes have cracks, internet goes dead,
Little steps invade where we used to tread.
Every petal’s shadow hides a thousand feet,
We ignored the rules, now we feel the heat.

Bridge:
There’s no front line, no smoke in sky,
But war’s still here, in every crack, in every lie.
We can’t bomb them out — this war is inside,
Heal with our hands, with truth as guide.

(Guitar-solo)

Final Chorus:
This is our quiet war, but we can still stand free,
If we plant with care, guard what earth can be.
Close the gates, cleanse the soil, turn fear into repair,
Our war can end — if we learn to care.

Outro (soft):
We learn to care, we rise from despair.

Our Quiet War

Train Tracks of Truth

Desire

Whisper Network

Shimmering

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Static

Some nights I feel the world
breathing through the cracks in me,
like time is folding
around the memories I tried to keep clean.
And I wonder
if every moment we survived
was just a quiet lesson
we didn’t know how to read.

This life
is a strange machine.
It turns our pain into meaning
long after we stop bleeding.

There’s a quiet truth
hiding underneath our noise,
that all we ever own
are the echoes of our choices.
We’re shadows with a pulse,
drifting through a borrowed sky,
weightless
but trying to leave something that survives.

I held my breath for years
waiting for the world to make sense,
but everything keeps changing
faster than the scars can settle in.
And maybe
we’re not meant to understand the structure,
only carry pieces of the story
that shaped us.

Maybe meaning
is just a reflection
we catch for a second
before it slips back into the dark.

There’s a quiet truth
hiding underneath our noise,
that all we ever own
are the echoes of our choices.
We’re shadows with a pulse,
drifting through a borrowed sky,
weightless
but trying to leave something that survives.

And if nothing here is certain,
why does it feel so real
when a moment breaks us open?
Why do we cling to details
that the universe forgets?
Maybe the smallest things
are the ones that stay.

There’s a quiet truth
that follows us like light.
We’re temporary bones
carrying infinite nights.
We fade,
but something in our wake remains.
The quiet truth is simple:
we are more than what we lose.

The quiet truth

Jai Cristo makes psalms for the ones still listening.

Music as offering. Spirit as signal.
These are not songs so much as windows —
into silence, joy, longing, and the light we follow home.

Born in bedrooms. Raised in the orchard.
Electronic, lo-fi, and lit with soul.
Every track is a prayer. Every project, a season.
No fame. No face. Just flame.

Shimmering

Jai Cristo (The Field)

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