I miss a smile

I miss a smile
I miss you
The mood is heavy
It won't go away
And meanwhile, time passes mercilessly
It even ages the bones, but the truth
is that I miss a smile
All for me
A sincere hug as you know

And I ask for charity in the street
I ask for warmth or rather a pure and true woman

You are for me the storm and the quiet of my heart
You are for me a hurricane a flower in my hand
You are for me the beauty of sleeping on your breast
You are for me the only one I've given love

I miss a smile
I miss you
You are like the air you get lost in the blue
And the wind pushes you harder and harder

I try to reach you but slowly it pushes you away
It pushes you away pushes you away

You are for me the storm and the stillness of my heart
You are a hurricane to me a flower in my hand
You are the beauty of sleeping on your breast
You are the only one who gave me love

I miss a smile

Giorno dopo giorno

In memory of a suicidal boy and all victims of bullying, an open wound in this increasingly violent modern world.

Di solito l’estate é gioia è spensieratezza  
Ma io sono qui a trovare la forza per essere all’altezza  
A contare i giorni che portano via la voce  
Ad ascoltare la mia coscienza e quello che mi dice  

Iniziare la scuola rientrare nella tempesta  
Accontentarmi della mia vita o di quello che resta  
E pensare che la musica era la mia luce  
Forse l’unica cosa che ancora mi dà pace  

Per me è un conto alla rovescia  
Una forza che mi lascia  
Essere trafitti da una freccia  
É avere mille pugni in faccia  
Ho provato a chiedere aiuto  
Ma ho trovato solo muri alti  
E conto i giorni in silenzio  
Giornono dopo giorno  
Giorno dopo giorno  
Giorno dopo giorno  

La tristezza stringe nelle notti afose  
Pensieri che volano verso mete silenziose  
Un luogo dove non c’è più dolore né giudizio  
Solo silenzio lontano da questo inferno e precipizio  

Per me è un conto alla rovescia  
Una forza che mi lascia  
Essere trafitti da una freccia  
É avere mille pugni in faccia  
Ho provato a chiedere aiuto  
Ma ho trovato solo muri alti  
E conto i giorni in silenzio  
Giorno dopo giorno  
Giorno dopo giorno  
Giorno dopo giorno  
Giorno dopo giorno  
Qualcuno soffrirà lo so per la mia scelta  
Ma vivere così è un peso troppo grande da portare  
Un freddo che non lascia scampo  
Ora aspetto il momento in cui smetter  

Per me è un conto alla rovescia  
Una forza che mi lascia  
Essere trafitti da una freccia  
É avere mille pugni in faccia  
Ho provato a chiedere aiuto  
Ma ho trovato solo muri alti  
 silenzio  
Giorno dopo giorno  
Giorno dopo giorno  
Giorno dopo giorno  
Giorno dopo giorno  

Se potessi tornare indietro  
Vorrei solo essere ascoltato  
Un gesto una parola a salvarmi  
Prima che il silenzio mi inghiotta  

Di solito l’estate è spensieratezza  
Per me era solo un conto alla roves rovescia che non ho vinto  
Ma spero che la mia voce arrivi  
A chi sta soffrendo

Giorno dopo giorno

Ruth Langmore – I Don't Belong (but I'm still here) v. Blues Rock – Ozark..VERY BAD GIRL!  From the Netflix series Ozark. My favorite character!

Verse 1
I grew up with the river mud, Ozark blood in my veins
Daddy taught me how to fight, but he never taught me shame
Trailer walls too thin to hide the thunder when he’d roar
So I learned to wear my armor before I knew what it was for

Pre-Chorus
They said I was trash, I’d never rise above
But I built my own fire out of ashes and love

Chorus
I don’t belong in your country clubs
I don’t belong in your boardroom suits
I don’t belong in your clean white lies
But I still belong to the truth

You can break me down, you can lock that door
But you’ll hear my voice forever more
I don’t belong, but I’m still here
Ruth Langmore

Verse 2
Books I stole from the library, words they never taught in school
Every page I read was gasoline on a spark they couldn’t rule
Men with guns and southern drawls, money washed in blood and fear
But I kept my backbone steady, ‘cause quitting ain’t in gear

Pre-Chorus]
They said I was cursed, but I rewrote the lines
Turned my pain into bullets, turned my scars into signs

Chorus
I don’t belong in your country clubs
I don’t belong in your boardroom suits
I don’t belong in your clean white lies
But I still belong to the truth

You can break me down, you can lock that door
But you’ll hear my voice forever more
I don’t belong, but I’m still here
Ruth Langmore

Bridge
Raise a glass for the ones they doubt
Raise a fist for the ones locked out
We are the storm that they can’t ignore
We are the Ruths, we are the roar

Final Chorus / Outro
I don’t belong in your country clubs
I don’t belong in your boardroom suits
But I belong to the fight I choose
And I belong to the truth

You can write me off, but I wrote this song
I’ve been the underdog all along
I don’t belong, but I’m still here
Ruth Langmore

I Don’t Belong (Ruth Langmore from Ozark) v  Blues – VERY BAD GIRL!

"Soaring melancholy and  powerful wistfulness...a fab song"
David Quantick

The song is all about someone who can’t sleep because of all the worries racing around their head. But it’s a positive song- the person finds a deep connection with something beyond themselves that lifts them out of the horrible moment.

Buy on Bandcamp

The High Far Fields of Home

Devotion — the torch we carry, even in the dark.
A flame of endurance and quiet strength, rooted in the UK’s soulful tradition.

This track is part of my Virtues Series – inspired by Giuseppe Galli’s thoughts on social virtues.
Each piece is created together with a different artist, giving voice and sound to a human quality that connects us.

Devotion is not sacrifice — it is presence.
To hear when someone speaks,
to see when someone is here,
to breathe with the moment.

I am deeply grateful to share this virtue with @peter-black-8 — whose sound, skill and generosity shaped this piece.
His production has given the words a body of fire and quiet grace.

✨ More virtues will follow — each with a different artist, each with its own voice.

If this track resonates, feel free to share or comment — connection is the heart of this series.




Devotion

The Invisible Work — KAT

This song is about what no one sees —
the inner labor behind every word,
the quiet hours where truth takes shape.

I’ve learned that creation isn’t only in the sound,
but in the silence before it.
In healing. In feeling.
In daring to be the source.

The Invisible Work is my way of reclaiming that space —
where art begins long before the music plays.

The Invisible Work

inspired by the words of Mansur al-Hallaj

Somewhere between the name and the named
lies a distance that only the Truth can reveal
The leaves of the trees did rustle and tremble
revealing your face in the warm summer breeze
My body, a tingle, my heart opened wide
as I disappeared into the sky

absorbed in the sea in the depths of eternity
eternity

Your name is on my lips, your image in my eyes,
your memory is in my heart.

Everywhere you are, our eyes are upon you
And somehow we’re unseeing, unseeing, blind
I saw the Lord with the eyes of my heart 
and I disappeared into the eternity


inspired by the words of Mansur al-Hallaj

Eternity

Chanson tech house pour la Paix dans le monde, un bijoux à écouter... Une description de l'evolution du monde en chanson avec le son tech house Viki Anges ' s sound... Song for world peace !

EVOLUTION WORLD - 14/ 10/ 2025

Cats are hiding deep within the shade;
full-moon wolf, the night has woken,
rugs are flying through the sky’s parade,
and witches stir their brooms, unspoken.

Bats and toads are boiling side by side,
with lizard tails inside their potion,
a brew that wakes the dead to ride,
then fades away—through air in motion.

It is that night of “toothache pain,”
when every window gleams with light,
and in the silence, steps remain,
your nervous pacing through the night.

It is that night of sleepless sorrow,
when clocks forget to move their hands,
and spirits seek a soul to borrow,
while tickling softly where one stands.

It is that night when beds grow wide,
and warmth no longer dares to stay,
you lose your compass, drift inside,
the bow and stern both fade away.

That night, so clear beneath the moon,
where spells are real and fears endure,
defenseless as a child in tune,
we face within—our “darker core.”

Alone in the Night

#deephouse #coldwave #synth #german #dance #elektro #Deutsch

JEDER SCHRITT

This Tracks are inspired of my life, I think of my Live, think of my love and Familiy and I think over the bad world. I will Love and Peace no war. This Album is Called "I will follow you" and the Single is the Same Titel of it. Hope you enjoy it. Special Thanks to my wife who wrote some Lyrics or Help to wrote it. Love you Honey. 

Alone in the Night

TonyMakerX