you might like me if you saw me in my minidress
you might love me and adore me in my sweet caress
you might do anything for me if i was your temptress
i might let you in to explore me now if you can guess


what i want
what I desire
what turns me on
and how to set me on fire

make me hot for you
and i won't stop

turn me on


you might like me if you saw me in my minidress
you might love me and adore me in my sweet caress
you might do anything for me if i was your temptress
i might let you in to explore me now if you can guess


what i want
what I desire
what turns me on
and how to set me on fire

make me hot for you
and i won't stop

turn me on

turn me on

velvet mirage

This is feel good and groovy electronic, high synths, happy vibe song. I blended 80s disco with pop Enjoy ☺️

Cosmos.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U8jsi1_M_BY

Zwlekam z oddechem, jakbym już znał koniec,
Choć zegar wciąż tyka, a niebo bez zmian.
Wciąż parzy mnie światło, co płynie przez rolety,
Lecz ona nie przychodzi, nie puka do bram.

Czekam na nią, lecz jej nie ma,
W ciszy nocy, w szumie dnia.
Jak cień co sunie po ścianie,
I znika, zanim go znać.
Czekam, choć wiem — może nie przyjdzie,
Może zapomniała mnie.
Ale ja, bez niej nie zasnę,
Choć pustka tuli mnie.

Znam każdy zakręt, każde słowo po cichu,
Wierzę, że przyjdzie, gdy zgaśnie już żar.
Ma dłonie chłodne jak tafla jeziora,
A głos — jakby z innych lat.

Czekam na nią, lecz jej nie ma,
W blasku świec, w szeptach traw.
Jak wiatr, co przez palce przelatuje,
I wraca, choć nie ma go tam.
Czekam, bo tylko ona
Wie, gdzie się kończy gra.
A póki jej nie ma — oddycham,
Ale dusza już śni, że trwa.

Nie wołam, nie błagam, nie krzyczę,
Już milczę — jak morze bez fal.
Gdy nadejdzie — bez słów zrozumiem,
Że wszystko już było… i zgasł żar.

Czekam na nią, lecz jej nie ma,
Choć chłód już w palcach gra.
W spojrzeniu luster bez odbicia,
W oddechu, co drży jak mgła.
Czekam, jak czeka się snu,
Gdy dzień wciąż nie chce zejść.
A ona... nie spieszy się wcale —
Więc jeszcze mogę tu być.

Czekam.

Rock Ballad that describes the transformation of a muse into music.

Lyrics:

Harmonious neurons vibrate 
Under the direction of the eager soul. 
Memories waltz in the hall of the mind 
They swirl and bring your warm face. 

Your features, spontaneous like the rhythm, 
Trace a turbulent melody. 
Notes, dissonant with judgment, 
Sound like improvisations, balanced. 

She is my muse, like music, 
Conductor of life, possessed by demons, 
Who suddenly stuck to me. 
And who made her home in me. 

And now, thus, sung by me, 
She transcends the limits of the heart. 
And all that remains for me is this song 
And the consolation of only feeling it recorded.

Lyrics: Mathias Neto
Music: AI, Mathias Neto

Muse & Music

I hope you like this new extended version of this song!

Lord of the Dance (Rock Version)

🎵 I don’t see my children, I’m broken - (Official Lyric Video by Brady Kent) 😢💔🎶 

“I don’t see my children, I’m broken” is a raw, heartbreaking ballad. This is the story of a woman torn apart by the pain of not seeing her children, a pain that has left her shattered. 

We don’t know exactly what happened. She says she’s “only 20% guilty” for the breakup, but the weight of separation is more than she can bear. She ends with haunting final words: “He’s like a dead man to me. I soak up the pain. the party is over. More rain on the way.” 

💔 Some things are never said. Sometimes we run out of time. And sometimes, love slips away before we truly understand what we’ve lost. This song is for anyone who has lived with regret, silence, and longing. With stripped-back production and deeply personal lyrics, “I don’t see my children, I’m broken” is a powerful emotional release.

Have you ever lost access to your children?

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I don’t see my children, I’m broken

The Fly

One Headlight

This is a track about seeing someone you love heading into the unknown, putting themselves waaaay outside their comfort zone - and how you know they'll be fine, even if they don't know it themselves. It was written over the winter of 2024 / 2025, during which time I kept noticing this one single rose flower that remained on a climbing rose plant in my back garden, living through multiple storms, high winds and snow whilst everything around it died back. It's a song about about facing your fears, about love. And about resilience.
- Ian K (lyricist, vocalist, The Fiery Lights)

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Lyrics:

Out the back, behind our house, the rain is falling.
On this summer's dried out Autumn leaves.
This year's been a little stranger than is normal.
And you are still arriving into someone who believes.

Neither you nor I can say what's round the corner.
But nothing hiding there can stand a staring chance.
This November stayed a little warmer.
And the storm is just an opportunity to learn to dance.

So let me say "merry winter, my love... next year is ours".
Next year is ours.

The trees are staying green this year for longer.
And do you see that single fighting, climbing rose?
Seems to me it's saying "come on world - I belong here!"
And never mind November, or what's coming, or the cold.

So let me say "merry winter, my love... you'll be fine, I know"
You'll be fine, I know.
I know, I know.
You'll be fine, I know.
I know. I know.
You'll be fine, I know.

Lyrics (c) 2025 Ian Knapp
Ian Knapp - vocals, guitars, accordion, bass guitar
Chris Ibbott - drums



Merry Winter, My Love (Single)

Merry Winter, My Love

Merry Winter My Love

This a track that was functionally complete over a year ago but I forgot to finish it -  and with Sarah's vocals recorded officially 2.5 yonks ago it is a travesty I am delighted to put right. A huge thank you to Sarah for the time she put into this all that time ago: as she always does, she enriched my music with her talent. 
 
If you would like to check out Sarah's music (which is incredible) you can find it here: https://soundcloud.com/sarah-kingswell

Clicking through ethernet holes
The rabbit leading the chase
He caught a virus while digging with moles
And he hardly shows his face

Put the pot on
The pot on to boil
And boil the fever away

Put the pot on
The pot on to boil
And boil the fever away

He worshipped the valleys of silicone hell
He obsessed over his X
He heard the echoes from the walls of his cell
And believed every word it reflects

Feeling smaller, smaller
Feeling smaller, smaller
Feeling so small
Seeking the truth in the cuckoo’s call
Feeling bigger, bigger
Feeling bigger, bigger
Feeling so big
Think they’re the king when they’re the suckling pig

Put the pot on
The pot on to boil
And boil the fever away

Put the pot on
The pot on to boil
And boil the fever away

Put the pot on
The pot on to boil
And boil the fever away

Put the pot on
The pot on to boil
And boil the fever away

Put The Pot On (Ft. Sarah Paradise Brown)

The Fiery Lights write songs that tell stories.

Some are long, winding and strange. Some are full of hope. Others are steeped in chaos and disaster. All told over a backdrop of music that takes in edgy alt-rock guitars and pounding drums, intimate acoustic instruments, and a healthy slice of synthy electronic magic.

The Fiery Lights were born in 2023, when lyricist / singer Ian Knapp and DJ / drummer Chris Ibbott met via an ad in their local coffee shop, where they played their first live show a few months later.

Their 10 track debut album "1982" was released in 2024, with new singles "Run", "Bombs" and "Merry Winter, My Love" following early in 2025.

They're based just outside London, UK.