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Lyrics:

Staring at the mirror, my reflection blurs
Sixteen candles flicker in memories that were
Prom dress in the closet, gathering dust
First kiss by the lockers, now just rust

Who's this stranger in my skin?
Where did all these chapters begin?
(Hey Siri, play my old playlist)

Kaleidoscope spinning, fragments of my life
Polaroids fading in the Instagram hype
Am I still that dreamer with stars in her eyes?
Or the cynic time's disguised?
Caught between then and now
I'm riding the undertow, somehow

Facebook tells me it's someone's birthday
A name I once knew, now just pixels away
I hover over "Call", but what would I say?
To bridges burned on graduation day

Who are we beyond our curated feed?
When algorithms dictate what we need
(Hey Alexa, what's my purpose today?)

Kaleidoscope spinning, fragments of my life
Polaroids fading in the Instagram hype
Am I still that dreamer with stars in her eyes?
Or the cynic time's disguised?
Caught between then and now
I'm riding the undertow, somehow

Facebook tells me it's someone's birthday
A name I once knew, now just pixels away
I hover over "Call", but what would I say?
To bridges burned on graduation day

Who are we beyond our curated feed?
When algorithms dictate what we need
(Hey Alexa, what's my purpose today?)

Kaleidoscope spinning, fragments of my life
Polaroids fading in the Instagram hype
Am I still that dreamer with stars in her eyes?
Or the cynic time's disguised?
Caught between then and now
I'm riding the undertow, somehow

In the space between heartbeats, I find
A moment of clarity, redefined
Not girl, not woman, but both intertwined
A tapestry of experiences, uniquely designed

Gray hairs peek through, I used to pluck them out
Now they're silver linings to stories I shout
Laugh lines map journeys I'm proud to have taken
Each scar a lesson, each freckle awakened

What defines me beyond these reflections?
When each swipe brings new connections
(Hey Google, show me who I am)

Years cascade like data, moments turned to memes
But in this digital flow, I'm more than I seem
Present in my body, my mind, my changing face
Finding beauty in every transformative trace
(Hey Google, show me who I am)

Years cascade like data, moments turned to memes
But in this digital flow, I'm more than I seem
Present in my body, my mind, my changing face
Finding beauty in every transformative trace

Kaleidoscope spinning, I'm learning to embrace
Every version of me, in this time and space
I'm the dreamer, the cynic, the in-between
Every role I've played, every screen I've seen
Bridging the gap of virtual and real
I'm writing my story, that's the deal

In this dance of pixels and time
I'm coding my own paradigm
The child I was, the sage I'll be
All part of the woman that's me

Let's go viral with our complexity
#AuthenticallySelf #BecomingMe

The Woman In The Mirror

This alternative rock song delves into themes of apocalyptic despair and emotional turmoil. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a world in chaos, juxtaposed with a complex and tumultuous relationship. The narrator is drawn to someone's physical allure but repelled by their mind, leading to a love-hate dynamic filled with raw, unfiltered emotion. The chorus, "radio friendly despair," is both catchy and darkly ironic, highlighting the contrast between the polished sound and the gritty, rebellious message. With intense imagery and an edgy tone, this song captures the essence of modern disillusionment and inner conflict.

Radio friendly despair

Lonely Day Lullaby

Singer - Jane Mut /  Producer and lyrics by Medi Terraza https://soundcloud.com/mediterraza

Lost in My Dream -  Jane Mut - Indie, Folk, Pop, Singer, Songwriter

A new composition.....

Lyrics:

Tears of sadness are falling down
We are spinning round and round
Lost in forgotten dreams
Chasing shadows, chasing fears


The world is confused
Searching for answers 
Some wear fake smiles with a cynical view
 But the ghosts of despair linger everywhere

The laughter fades 
Where do we begin?
The weight of the silence we fear
Tears of sadness have become so clear


The sorrow is weaved into this song
The tapestry of sadness tries to belong 
The notes are breaking in shackles of pain
The chaos and confusion are dancing in the rain


In this whirlwind of madness
Sadness and heartache
 Are the eyes of this storm
The struggle together is where we belong

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk 2024
Tom Hanson Mastering and Production

Tears Of Sadness (Remaster)

Greyhound running all night
Moonlight shining in my eyes
Coffee in the windy city morning 
If we make it there alive

Wander through a doorway
It never really closes up again
If it's what you want 
There is nothing now to do about it then

High upon the rooftops
Birds they sing and climb towards the light
Some will mend their broken wings
And comfort those that never learn to fly

Out the window on the left
Miles and miles of tenements remain
In broken glass on motorways
The children run and play out in the rain

In the center of the circle surrounded by the stones
Built upon the bones of the ancient graves
We dance and we sing in the sun and in the rain
It's all the same... in the end our memory remains

Night falls cool and gentle upon the land tonight
The stars burn like streetlamps for all the tired eyes
The circle and the stones, we're all just skin and bones
It's all the same... in the end our memory remains

Stones

LYRICS

WARM ME INSIDE

Verse 1:
Snow is falling, the night’s so still,
Lights are glowing on every windowsill.
But in my heart, there’s a quiet fear,
Can I make it through another cold, dark year?

Chorus:
My only wish is to survive ‘til next New Year’s,
To face the new storm, and decrease the new tears.
Look in the mirror, confront what I hide,
Hold on to hope, let it warm me inside.

Verse 2:
The frost outside feels just like my soul,
But I’ll keep walking, keep feeling whole.
Winter’s long, but I won’t disappear,
I’ll face the chill and push past the fear.

Bridge:
I won’t let the cold break my stride,
With every step, I’ll find the light inside.
Through every tear, I’ll learn to be strong,
One more winter, I’ll carry on.

(Chorus)
My only wish is to survive ‘til next New Year’s,
To face the new storm, and decrease the new tears.
Look in the mirror, confront what I hide,
Hold on to hope, let it warm me inside.

Warm Me Inside

Drying

Lamorna's Lullaby is the first recording for my new album 'Songs of Land and Sea', which will be available sometime in 2025. 

Featuring Laura Terry singing main vocals with additional vocals by Jon Woode 

Lamorna's Lullaby  by Jon Woode
(written on the 8th June 2024).

Inspired by Lamorna Birch's (a member of the Newlyn Art Society) love of Lamorna Cove and his infatuation with Greta Valentine.

This is a simple song that finds the artist Lamorna Birch searching for inspiration in the eyes of his muse Greta Valentine and the beauty of his surroundings. Once he has completed his work he is totally at peace and the sea sings him to sleep.

                          
Lamorna’s Lullaby

Somewhere in your eyes
In the valley of the trees
Tranquility of blue endless blue
Of the open seas
Something in your smile
Reminds me of the sky
Inspiration comes to my open mind

The sea will sing Lamorna
The sea will sing Lamorna
She will sing Lamorna’s lullaby

Somewhere on the wind
Far beyond the rye
I sometimes hear you singing me to sleep
Where the angels fly
A voice upon a wave
A whisper on the tide
And the sea will sing Lamorna’s Lullaby

The sea will sing Lamorna
The sea will sing Lamorna
She will sing Lamorna’s Lullaby

Across the waters far and wide
On gentle winds on softly ebbing tides

The sea will sing Lamorna
The sea will sing Lamorna
She will sing Lamorna’s Lullaby


Written by Jon Woode 8th June 2024







Songs of Land and Sea

Lamorna's Lullaby

PAST LIVES by NOVA J

On a quest to find what’s haunting me.
Yoga at sunrise, rehab by the sea,
Searching for answers, what’s it all for?
They say I’m paying for lives before.

Karma’s a bitch and I can’t ignore
The price of the pain I caused before

Blame it on my past lives, ghosts I can’t escape,
My suffering tomorrow for my sins of yesterday 
Blame it on my past lives (past lives)
(Ooooh, ooooh)
Blame it on my past lives (past lives)
(Ooooh, ooooh)

Lost in my twenties, chasing the high,
Every thrill cut deep—never knew why (never knew why)
Life keeps spinning, but what’s the deal?
How do you heal when you can’t even feel?

Screaming through the pain, praying it away
flashbacks from the past keep ruining my day

Blame it on my past lives, ghosts I can’t escape
My suffering tomorrow for my sins of yesterday 
Blame it on my past lives
(Ooooh, ooooh)
Blame it on my past lives
(Ooooh, ooooh)

Karma can hunt me, but it won’t take me down,
I’m rising up now on this battleground.
No more running, I’ll stand up and fight,
The ghosts can come—I’ll take back my life.

Blame it on my past lives, ghosts I can’t escape,
My suffering tomorrow for my sins of yesterday 
Blame it on my past lives
(Ooooh, ooooh)
Blame it on my past lives
(Ooooh, ooooh)

Blame it on my past lives
(Ooooh, ooooh)
Blame it on my past lives
(Ooooh, ooooh)

PAST LIVES

Ho incontrato una vecchia signora

Ho incontrato una vecchia signora
Con i guanti la sciarpa e il cappello
Mi diceva che sono un amore
Ma suo figlio è molto più bello

Occhi neri e il sorriso smagliante
Una statura molto imponente
Suo figlio una nave viaggiante
Nel cuore e nella sua mente

Ha un viso grazioso che incanta
È una donna di bella presenza
Ma lei sottovoce mi dice
Sono stanca e non sono felice

Tiene in braccio un gran mazzo di fiori
Lo accarezza con timide mani
Come una mamma che tiene suo figlio
Ma quei fiori son crisantemi

Son vent’anni e il mese era maggio
Son vent’anni che ormai io non dormo
È partito per un lungo viaggio
Un viaggio lungo e senza ritorno

Ho incontrato una vecchia signora
Con i guanti la sciarpa e il cappello
Mi diceva che sono un amore
Ma suo figlio era molto più bello

Ho incontrato una vecchia signora

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