Name: Fireworks by Thoughts and Ones
Duration: 2 min 33 s
Description: Better to burn intensely than to fade away

Are you looking for music to relax, reduce stress or improve your concentration while studying, reading or working? Then you have come to the right place!

Immerse yourself in "The Ritual of Goodbye - Ballad | A Tale about Saying Goodbye," a haunting narrative ballad that blends poetic storytelling with a slow-burning saxophone and shimmering synths to capture the fragile space between holding on and letting go. Fans of story-driven music will feel every rain-soaked street, quiet prayer, and unresolved silence as the song's cinematic soundscape unfolds - think Leonard Cohen introspection wrapped in modern dream-pop atmosphere. Let the vivid lyrics and melancholic melodies guide you through an emotional journey that lingers long after the last note fades. If you crave narrative ballads that speak to the heart, press play, subscribe for more story-rich songs, and share your own goodbye tales in the comments below.

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The Ritual of Goodbye - Ballad | A Tale about Saying Goodbye

"Echoes from the Vilna Gaon: The Jonah Cycle" is a cinematic and spiritually charged song journey inspired by the Kabbalistic interpretations of the Vilna Gaon. Drawing on the mystical themes of the Book of Jonah, these compositions explore reincarnation (gilgulim), divine mission, sacred resistance, and spiritual transformation. The music unfolds like sacred commentary—elevating the soul’s cyclical journey through descent, storm, silence, and rebirth. The result is an album both timeless and timely—a mystical soundtrack for modern seekers, invoking sacred echoes and soul-deep resonance. 

Track 9 Grave Tango

Lyrics:

She wraps her words in silk and gold,
A gentle hand that turns ice cold.
She smiles while threading through your scars,
A parasite behind the stars.

Don’t believe the voice you hear,
It bleeds you dry while sounding clear.
Her mercy’s mask is just a blade,
Her justice is a hollow stage.

Don’t trust her voice —
It wounds with her false decree:
LAW, Ravager of Evil.

She pretends to heal your pain,
But sows decay beneath the rain.
The thorns she plants inside your chest,
Are seeds of ruin dressed as grace.
LAW, Ravager of Evil.

Her promises are chains of silk,
Her kindness burns like poisoned milk.
She lifts you up, then cuts the thread,
Her justice feeds upon the dead.

Don’t believe the voice you hear,
It bleeds you dry while sounding clear.
Her mercy’s mask is just a blade,
Her justice is a hollow stage.

Don’t trust her voice —
It wounds with her false decree:
LAW, Ravager of Evil.

She pretends to heal your pain,
But sows decay beneath the rain.
The thorns she plants inside your chest,
Are seeds of ruin dressed as grace.
LAW, Ravager of Evil.

No angel walks this broken soil,
Only those who trade in spoiled oil.
The sky rejected her embrace,
She rules below with a hollow face.

Lies...
Thorns...
Fall...
Blind...

She pretends to heal your pain,
But sows decay beneath the rain.
The thorns she plants inside your chest,
Are seeds of ruin dressed as grace.
LAW, Ravager of Evil.

Law, Ravager of Evil

🎵 He’s a strong jawbone, loner cowboy- (Official Lyric Video by Brady Kent )🌟

❤️ A song about my actual brother Guy who, now lives in Fance - 'out of town'. The words say it all. He's a 'strong jawbone loner cowboy' (allowing for a bit of poetic license!). 

A much-loved song in the country genre. Celebrate the bond of brotherhood with "He’s a strong jawbone, loner cowboy" by Brady Kent, a heartfelt indie track that delves into the special connection shared between siblings. 

With its evocative lyrics and soulful melody, this song is a touching tribute to family, memories, and the unbreakable ties that define our relationships.
 
The official lyric video combines stunning visuals with Brady Kent’s emotive storytelling, creating a powerful experience that will resonate with anyone who cherishes their loved ones. Whether it’s about honouring a sibling or reflecting on family moments, "He’s a strong jawbone, loner cowboy" will strike a chord and stay with you long after the music ends.

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He’s a strong jawbone, loner cowboy

Better to burn intensely than to fade away

Fireworks

Paper Skies drifts between tender pop ballads and shimmering indie pop anthems, blending heartfelt storytelling with melodies that linger long after the song ends. 🌅✨ Soft piano lines meet glowing synth textures and warm guitars, creating a soundtrack for love, loss, and everything in between.

The album captures the fragile beauty of fleeting moments — like clouds passing overhead — with both uplifting choruses and intimate ballads that tug at the heart. A perfect balance of dreamy atmosphere and emotional depth. 💙

Shadows & Cigarettes



There was a place,
there was a time
that felt like EDEN.

This is an invitation to step into that sacred garden — not of the past, but of the Soul.

✨ Back to Eden ✨ blends original poetry with AI-generated music to create an immersive soundscape for:
🌿 Healing & relaxation
🌿 Deep dreaming & inner journeys
🌿 Meditative & psychedelic states of mind
🌿Emotional release & soul remembrance

The ethereal soundscape and voice is designed to help you:
🌿 unwind from stress
🌿 enter a dreamlike state
🌿connect with your inner Eden
🌿 awaken imagination & inner peace

This is not just a poem, but an experience — a feather, a petal, and a whisper calling you back to the well of all beginnings.

📝 Poem: Original writing
🎶 Music: AI-generated (healing, ambient, psychedelic-inspired)
💫 Mood: Relaxation | Psychedelic | Dreamscape | Spiritual

BACK TO EDEN
(original poem)

When I paint Eden,
waves from my violin
roll gently
over hill slopes.
Rainbows I summon
pour their colors
over groves and meadows.

This is Eden – outside of time.
Here, a secret ladder
leads to heaven,
where gods descend
and mortals rise.

Birds arrive
from all horizons,
soft winds
meet here from afar,
weaving melodies of wonder.

Butterflies, bees,
and nimble sprites,
fill the air with hum
and frolic,
catching drops of light,
kissing yearning flowers.

From this eternal garden
whispers of joy take wing
and spread to all horizons.

One messenger
is sent for you
to lay a feather and a petal
beside your pillow.
A calling home.
Back to Eden -
the well of all beginnings,
the well of Life.

A
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Back to Eden - chinese vibe

Artist's Waltz (Saturnine Mine Waltz)

Forces of good

💔 Une chanson acoustique, douce et mélancolique, qui parle de rupture, de désillusion et de renaissance intérieure. Entre intimité et sincérité, « Dans l’Impasse » explore ce moment fragile où l’on comprend qu’il faut partir pour se retrouver.

✍️ Prosodyn signe ici une écriture simple et directe, portée par une sensibilité à fleur de peau. Les mots glissent comme une confidence nocturne, dans un décor à la fois vide et sincère.

🎸 Style musical : guitare acoustique solo en fingerpicking, ambiance lente et chaleureuse, tons mineurs et mélodie épurée. Pas d’artifices, pas d’arrangements — juste une voix, une guitare, et les émotions à nu.

👉 © 2025 Prosodyn™. Tous droits réservés. Cette œuvre est protégée par le Code de la propriété intellectuelle. Toute reproduction, diffusion ou modification sans autorisation est interdite.

Dans l'Impasse

Summary

An intense art-pop ballad about losing a loved one, moving through grief, and finding the first steps toward renewal. The narrator inhabits rooms of memory and physical traces—photographs, coffee rings, footprints—while bargaining with time and shadow. The song transforms mourning into a quest: bargaining becomes movement, silence becomes a map, and the grief itself is reframed as a lantern to guide onward. Tension is structured through intimate verses, urgent pre-choruses, and an ascending, climactic chorus that shifts key and opens into communal resolve. By the final refrain the narrator accepts change, carries the lost presence like weather, and commits to climbing the hill toward a new day.

Lyrics

Title: I will climb that hill

Verse 1  
A thin light writes the lines where we lay  
Cold air holds your name between the day  
I pace the rooms where memory insists  
Shadows file their secrets on my wrists

Pre-Chorus 1  
If bargaining could borrow back a breath  
If trade could cut the margin of your death

Chorus  
I will run where the sky will fold and bend  
Pull the hours backward; make the ending mend  
Lift this heavy ledger, learn the language still  
I will cross the quiet country, I will climb that hill

Verse 2  
Photographs like smuggled islands in the dark  
Your laugh a lighthouse flashing one last spark  
I sift the small proofs that kept the world alive  
Cobwebbed mugs and midnight trains that used to drive

Pre-Chorus 2  
If I could swap my shadow for your light again  
If silence had a coin to spend

Chorus  
I will run where the sky will fold and bend  
Pull the hours backward; make the ending mend  
Lift this heavy ledger, learn the language still  
I will cross the quiet country, I will climb that hill

Verse 3  
Soft rain arranges footprints into songs  
Wind erases margins where our pages belong  
I learn the tiny freedoms you left unsealed  
Teach these trembling hands the prayers you never revealed

Bridge  
There is a river stitched across my sleep  
Stone by stone I carry what I keep  
The moon leans in and teaches me to yield  
Every closed door is also an unsealed field

Pre-Build  
I will trade the ache for a map of stars  
I will talk to the wreckage like to a scar

Breakdown  
Breathe in the hollow; breathe out your name  
Folded in ember, I learn from the flame  
The world rearranges; I remain the same  
Worn softer now, shaped by your refrain

Chorus — Climactic  
I will run where the sky will fold and bend  
Pull the hours backward; feel the past unbend  
Lift this heavy ledger, learn the language still  
I will cross the quiet country, I will climb that hill

Chorus — Call and Response  
I will run — you will walk with me in wind  
I will call — and hear your name beneath the din  
I will hold — the grief becomes a lantern bright  
I will move — and carry you into the light

Outro  
When morning breaks I will be newly made  
I keep you like the weather; fierce, then staid  
Though roads remember every step I still  
I will move, I will gather, I will climb that hill.

© 2025 Martin Oliver Beinersdorf. All rights reserved.  
Lyrics and concept by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf. Do not reproduce, distribute, or adapt without explicit permission.

I will climb that hill

Old Poet turned singer songwriter - Songs from my heart and mind for your hearts and minds - United we sing ......Really mine really yours !

Fireworks

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