Over Galway Town

Chapter 23 West Is Home

I've only uploaded this to reach everyone and apologize for being quiet this past week, I haven’t been able to reply to comments or leave reviews like I usually do, you guys know I am usually very active, nothing is wrong and I’m not giving up or ignoring anyone, I appreciate you more than I can say 💜

I’m heads down writing a PC game and it’s taking longer than I expected, it’s honestly breaking my brain in the best and worst ways, I thought “Not a Movie” was frustratingly difficult, this is even tougher, I will be back, I just don’t know exactly when, hopefully not too long, thank you for sticking with me and for all the love and patience, it means everything to me, 

all my love, Krissie 💜

💌 The coffee machine whispered, “I’m having flashbacks to Not a Movie, send beans and morale”
🧺 The washing machine fretted, “Emergency cycle engaged, keep the faith while we spin”
🧯 The fire extinguisher muttered, “I was almost needed twice, code sparks everywhere but we’ve got this”

P.S. I hope you like this 😉🎶🕹️💻💜

Made in FL Studio with Diva, Analog Lab, Omnisphere, and Vital, plus custom samples. Reverb by Valhalla.

😉 Coffee powered update ☕💜

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A Better Place: Indie Rock’s Fresh New Sound

On their third single Don’t Mind, A Better Place drifts into dreamlike territory—led by a hypnotic guitar line and a slow-burning build that erupts into a hazy indie rock climax. Clocking in at just under two minutes, the track captures intimacy, longing, and fleeting connection in one tight, powerful swoop. Like a half-remembered dream or a whispered confession, Don’t Mind leaves its mark before slipping away.

Catch them live, because once you do, you’ll be hooked. Keep an eye on upcoming shows near you. Trust us, you’ll want to be there.

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Even amidst the success of HALF CAB, Joris Ras, singer and guitarist, felt a burning desire to create something different. Less pop-punk, more indie rock. That’s when A Better Place was born. What started as a side project quickly took center stage after HALF CAB came to a close, and with that shift, the creative energy skyrocketed. New songs are flowing in at a rapid pace, and the band wasted no time hitting the studio.

A Better Place - Dont Mind

[Verse 1]
I painted our walls in fields of emerald light,
Every stroke a promise that we’d never die.
Now the brush sits empty in my trembling hand;
Colors bleed together where I try to stand.

[Pre-Chorus]
Your laughter filled these halls with springtime air.
Now silence blooms in every corner—everywhere.

[Chorus]
My favorite color is green, ’cause that was always you.
A forest in your eyes, I’m lost inside the truth.
I drown in every shade of what I cannot hold.
My favorite color is green; now it’s all gone cold.

[Verse 2]
Leaves fall like memories along this lonely street.
I trace your footprints in the damp beneath my feet.
Guitar strings hum your name in minor harmonies;
They ring like distant echoes of what could be.

[Pre-Chorus – Variation]
Rou, I reach for something only ghosts can give—
A hue that haunts me more than teaching me to live.

[Chorus]
My favorite color is green, ’cause that was always you.
A forest in your eyes, I’m lost inside the truth.
I drown in every shade of what I cannot hold.
My favorite color is green; now it’s all gone cold.

[Bridge]
But I keep walking, I keep fading,
Through the static of the night.
I hear your voice, but it’s just memory—
Another ghost in flashing light.

[Final Chorus – Reprise]
My favorite color is green; every leaf reminds me.
They ring like distant echoes of what we could be.
Guitar strings hum your name in minor harmonies.
My favorite color is green—your color. It’s now on me.

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"Your Color" is a eulogy painted in emerald, mourning the way love can saturate every corner of our lives until even the absence feels vibrant. It drifts through hallways once filled with laughter, now blooming only with silence, tracing the shades of memory that cling to each moment. Guitars echo like ghosts, carrying harmonies that ache with what can’t be reclaimed. This is the sound of grief caught between beauty and loss—an atmospheric ballad where every note is a brushstroke in the portrait of someone unforgettable.

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Genre: Griefwave Post-Punk / Alternative Ballad
Key: B♭ Major
BPM: 115
Time Signature: 4/4

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Artist: Kareem Tyler 
https://www.instagram.com/tylercraftsart

© 2025 Kareem Tyler. All Rights Reserved. 


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Your Color

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Whoa, yeah... hmm  


Clock's tickin' soft, way past midnight,  
Shadows fallin' heavy in this pale moonlight.  
Your eyes are burnin' like a wildfire flame,  
Girl, you're playin' one hell of a dangerous game.  


I know you, and you know me,  
This road we're ridin' ain't where we oughta be.  
You're waitin' on words I ain't got the strength to say,  
So walk away slow, 'fore we lose our way.  
Yeah, walk away slow, 'fore we lose our way.  


Bottle of bourbon sittin' on the shelf,  
Fightin' like hell to keep it to myself.  
One more sip, one more touch, we'll cross that line,  
Temptation's callin', and we're runnin' outta time.  


I know you, and you know me,  
This road we're ridin' ain't where we oughta be.  
You're waitin' on words I ain't got the strength to say,  
So walk away slow, 'fore we lose our way.  
Yeah, walk away slow, 'fore we lose our way.  


This whisper in my heart, playin' like the devil in the dark,  
You're tellin' me to hold you close, it's tearin' me apart.  
I wanna do what's right, but you're callin' out my name,  
Here comes that mornin' light, and darlin', I'm the one to blame.  


Dawn's creepin' in, sun shinin' on your face,  
You're lyin' here beside me in this quiet, sacred place.  
I'm scared you'll wake and say it's time to go, no goodbye in sight,  
Leavin' me alone to face the comin' light.  


I know you, and you know me,  
This road we're ridin' ain't where we oughta be.  
You're waitin' on words I ain't got the strength to say,  
So walk away slow, 'fore we lose our way.  
Yeah, walk away slow, 'fore we lose our way.  


Oh, darlin', walk away slow,  
'Fore this fire burns us both down low.  
Walk away slow... yeah, walk away slow.

Walk Away Slow

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Tim Donahue is a versatile songwriter, musician, and producer from Salem, MA, who blends indie rock, folk, and pop. His lyrically-driven songs offer honest storytelling about personal struggles and empathy, resonating deeply with listeners. Tim is also seeking opportunities to write for other artists.

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