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“Paper Skies” is a gentle escape — where fragile thoughts take flight like folded paper in a windless sky. Remastered with deeper textures and warmer tones, it’s a piece for the dreamers who stare at clouds and listen between raindrops.

Paper Skies

"Lipstick Warning" symbolizes a dangerous temptation — it’s about someone whose beauty, charm, or kisses leave emotional marks you can’t hide or forget. The "lipstick" is the evidence of getting involved with them, and the "warning" is the realization after it’s too late that their love comes with heartbreak, drama, or consequences.

Lipstick Warnings

This isn’t a song — it’s a collapse dressed in melody.
Monologue is Kael Vanté’s most vulnerable performance to date: a cinematic pop breakdown stitched with Latin soul, trembling falsettos, and whispered confessions.

Written in both English and Spanish, the track blurs the line between performance and truth, letting Kael spiral in real time — from staged smiles to raw, voice-cracking honesty.
No chorus can contain it. No spotlight can save it. This is the sound of being seen too late.

No encore. Just echoes.
Kael Vanté.

Monologue

Breather

Fall For You (with DissBee)

I opened the door — did I even think?
Of stories carved in every link?
Or was I just cold, or tired, or numb,
Dreaming of silence, a bed to succumb?
A nice old carpet, soft and proud,
Long halls where whispers aren’t too loud.
Each door I passed could hold a tale,
But only silence marked the trail.

No footsteps, no voices, no clinking plates,
Just time standing still behind the gates.
Born in peace, yet built on ash —
You breathed in slow, with quiet flash.

🎶 1922 — and winter’s at the door,
He doesn’t knock, he’s heard before.
With leaves still clinging, cold and thin,
And something strange beneath the skin.
1922 — I felt your spine,
Old wooden bones in fading shine.
I came for sleep, I stayed for lore —
1922, with winter at the door. 🎶

Rapallo ink still wet with trust,
And Walther fell into the dust.
Insulin saved, the Irish cried,
While quiet hands built you with pride.
Mussolini rose, raw goods ran dry,
But still you reached toward the sky.
Brick by brick, you took your stand,
A shelter shaped by human hand.

What did I want? A pillow, a prayer?
Just steam on glass and cleaner air?
But I found a century dressed in dust,
And walls that whisper: “feel, don’t trust.”

🎶 1922 — and winter’s at the door,
He waits like he has waited before.
A suitcase packed with frost and light,
And stories hidden from the night.
1922 — you held me tight,
Through autumn’s end and morning white.
And when I left, I knew much more —
1922, with winter at the door. 🎶

It was a sunny morning. But cold.
He stood there.
Winter.
Not unkind. Not loud.
With surprises in his bag.
But spring came,
and one by one...
they melted.
And in the summer… they were gone.

1922 (Deep House Version)

“Shine On Me” is a soulful R&B groove about surrendering the noise and trusting the light within, get your oud and tea ready for this one insha'Allah. 
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Mmm…
Let that light just be
Yeah… yeah…

I let go of pride
Now I walk with grace
Used to run and hide
Now I move in place

Chasin’ what won’t stay
Tryna heal too fast
Turned my nights to day
Left that storm at last

Didn’t need a sign
Just a breath, a break
Peace is not a line
It’s a path you make

Shine on me, move real slow
Ease my mind, help me grow
No control, I let it be
Still that light finds me

Shine on me, night to day
Wash my doubt, fade the gray
Ain’t no chains, I’m just free
Let that light shine on me

Used to chase the crowd
Now I drift and float
Silence feels so loud
When you learn to cope

Tried to play the part
But it broke my song
Now I trust my heart
Even when it’s wrong

Didn’t need a sign
Just a breath, a break
Peace is not a line
It’s a path you make

Shine on me, move real slow
Ease my mind, help me grow
No control, I let it be
Still that light finds me

Shine on me, night to day
Wash my doubt, fade the gray
Ain’t no chains, I’m just free
Let that light shine on me

Hold me when I fall
Catch me when I run
Still I hear that call
Even when I’m done

Shine on me…
Shine on me…
Let that light just be…
Shine on me…

Shine On Me

Ethereal Maze

Good Wibes Only - The human doll

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1922 (Deep House Version)

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