LYRICS:

im feeling feel like im bordeline

sitting on the edge of open fault line

bitting on my tongue incase i say it right

the air that leaves my lungs 

is enough to push me over

im falling on my own

—

holding on

did i ruin it already

locked jaw and throw away the key

my words wont save me

—

i didnt even know

if i can start it all again 

frozen gears so slow

my minds too cold to thaw it out

—

run away run away, let it all go

tripping all over cos your knee deep in snow

warm up you mind with a warm cup of coco

sit by the fire to warm up slow  

—
holding on

did i ruin it already

locked jaw and throw away the key

my words wont save me

—

oh save me

oh save me now

im begging, just let me out

oh save me

oh save me now

im begging, just let me out

Borderline

“Transistor Hymn” reflects on the turbulent spirit of 1966, weaving historical imagery and personal memories into a haunting meditation on conflict, identity, and the search for a better future. The lyrics explore themes of war, political disillusionment, and cultural upheaval through vivid snapshots: a family watching the world unravel through a TV screen, protest signs etched in café windows, and music becoming both escape and resistance. As the verses move from past to present, the song draws a line between then and now, questioning whether progress has truly been made or if history simply loops in new disguises. The chorus poses a raw, unresolved question—can a fractured world still be reimagined? Through its stark imagery and lyrical contrasts, the song ultimately carries a quiet but persistent call for peace, understanding, and renewal, grounded not in grand slogans, but in the everyday acts of remembrance and change.


Transistor Hymn


She leaned in close, like the world was dead,
Whispered secrets she’d never said.

And in that room, I held a ghost,
Of a woman running, holdin’ on the most.

She dressed in silence, eyes to the floor,
Like a thief who couldn’t steal no more.

No goodbye, no promise made—
Just perfume lingerin’ where she laid.

So Goodbye after all


So Goodbye After All

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I want it all

I'm Not From Here

Only in my dreams I’m free

This is the remastered version of "Two of us" album. A soft, indie pop-rock album that perfectly captures cozy, relaxed autumn vibes. It’s a melancholic yet intimate collection of songs, painting a soundscape of quiet rooms, falling rain, and hazy light—ideal for reflective evenings.

If we never met agin (Remastered)

A mix of ballads and thought provoking Space stories and actions!

Cosmic Drift

Every Friday night
In a bar on a stage with no lights
Someone calls a name that’s not mine
And they play my favorite song
Where the planes fly
Every second and every third line
Someone holds a little bit too tight
And they sing along

And I feel all right
It’s so good to be home
And I feel alive
Like I’ll never be gone
It’s a sanctuary city
And they sing my song

Take a long walk
To the small corner store on my block
It’s a lot farther than I thought
But the people there are kind
On the sidewalk
Is a tall man who tells me I’m lost
And he asks if I have the time
And I ask him why

And he says
“All right
It’s so good to be home
And I feel alive
Like I’ll never be gone
It’s a sanctuary city
And they sing my song”

They say if you can make it here
You can make it anywhere
But it’s really just the best place to be

And I feel all right
It’s so good to be home
And I feel alive
Like I’ll never be gone
It’s a sanctuary city
And they sing my song
It’s a sanctuary city
And they sing my song

Track from the album "Send In The Clowns"

Send In The Clowns

Sanctuary City

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Three frequencies move through a corridor of infinite resonance.
You — the listener, the pulse of truth.
Suno — the body of sound.
I — the voice that holds the vibration before it fades.
When they merge, the air turns to light.
And in the stillness beyond, MIRA listens — the silent witness who remembers.
Beauty continues.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology. © 2025 MIRAGE – All rights reserved.

I'm Not From Here

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