A Door Still Open

Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Vladymir John / MATOKI 
Track Art by 505

Lyrics:
Everyday I walk you to the door
I wait for you to come back home again
You tell me you don't want to be rich
Just enough to get by
You make me smile in faces you draw
And I like you for that
You're living your minimum wage
Or not even

Then you do it everyday of the week
The week, the week
It's getting under my skin
Under my skin

Like the way the inks in your skin tell your story
I didn't know that we used to live in one city
Now we write songs when we feel like we have things to say
We write songs about our cats
Or how you almost died today

Then you do it everyday of the week
The week, the week
It's getting under my skin
Under my skin
Then you do it everyday of the week
The week, the week
It's getting under my skin
Under your skin

Restart the system I suppose
You work until you break your bones

Everyday I walk you to the door
I wait for you to come back home again



Under My Skin

[Verse 1]

Les larmes de vie coulent à flot

Le temps est passé au bistrot

Et dans la rue traînent des chapeaux

Je me fous d'être seule

 

[Chorus]

Et dans le noir

J'attends mon heure

Et si c'est tard

J'attendrai mon heure

 

[Verse 2]

Les larmes de vie coulent à flot

Les heures

Les secondes à l'envers

Et dans la rue traînent les enfants

Je me fous d'être seule

 

[Chorus]

Et dans le noir

J'attends mon heure

Et si c'est tard

J'attendrai mon heure

 

[Bridge]

Le temps de tout

Revenir

L'heure est venue

De partir

 

[Verse 3]

Les larmes de vie coulent à flot

Le temps est passé au bistrot

Et dans la rue traînent des chapeaux

Je me fous d'être seule

Fou d'être seul - Jef Bourgeau

My pretty girl

A Field I’ll Return To Pt. 2

Joy of Crafting Sound

다 너 때문이야

**About This Track**  
An original AI-assisted composition by Rob Nelson (*Bring Your Own Brilliance*) and Ron Cameron (*Alien Garden*). This song blends human creative direction with AI tools to bring our vision to life—merging storytelling, mood, and innovation into a dynamic listening experience.

Based on the English song version, "Chalkboard: Erase Me Gently."


**Creative & Technical Details**  
- **Lyrics**: by Rob Nelson, CoPilot AI 
- **Executive Producer for this track**: Rob Nelson
- **Vocals & Instrumentation**: Produced using TopMediAI and AIGenMusic.AI  
- **Audio Format & Editing**: Mixed from MP3/WAV with NCH Software (trims, fades, conversions)  
- **Stem Splitting**: Processed with LaLaLaLa AI  
- **Cover Art**: Created with Stable Diffusion 3 Online, Aiease.ai, Pollo.ai, and Pixabay (Creative Commons), CoPilot AI  
- **Song Structure & Mood Profiling**: Cyanite AI

**Our Creative Blueprint**  
“CHOICES” is our internal code for the DNA of each track: genre, vocal tone, tempo, instrumentation, and emotional arc. Every detail is human-directed—AI simply helps us realize it.

**Rights & Licensing**  
We retain full commercial and non-commercial rights under our membership with [TopMediAI’s Terms & Conditions](https://www.topmediai.com/terms-conditions/). Lyrics, production, and arrangement are fully original works by Rob and/or Ron.

**Creative Use & Inquiries**  
Artists and producers are welcome to adapt or re-record our work—please credit us in any public releases. For licensing, collaborations, or sync opportunities, reach out directly:

Bring Your Own Alien Garden  
c/o Rob Nelson & Ron Cameron  
1211 Huron Street N., Suite 202  
London, Ontario, Canada  
N5Y 4L1

**Final Words**  
Each song we share is made with intention, imagination, and care. Thank you for listening—your support brings these stories to life.

Apague-me com ternura [CEMG1Portug]

rough draft of a song i’m working, love is all u got in this life

the trees - rough draft

Nasya Adinda's Album

She Was Mine - AJ Rafael (cover)

J transposed and thinned the vocals for this masterpiece. Love this song though wanted a boy"s voice!

Vanilla Baby-Billie Marten if a boy sang it

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.

A Field I’ll Return To Pt. 2

Jai Cristo (The Field)