Love Crossroads

Lot of things and dreams, 
and many open gates.
Ways and beauty scenes, 
full of lights and flames.
Many of dreams are vain,
some of them are only pain.
How to be able to see,
the space where are the same, 
you and me.
There in lands 
in waves of flames, 
where to move means to dance.
In streams of light 
that my eyes do not see.
How to be able to see,
the space where are the same, 
you and me.
In waves of flames
I’ve seen your face
in beautiful space between.
There I found lights of love
in deepest place of land 
I want to see.
How to be able to see,
the space where are the same, 
you and me.


Love Crossroads

Straight Line Was A Lie

Mother, Pray For Me

WE WERE JUST HERE

“Almost, Maybe” – indie rock for open hearts.
A song about the quiet distance that can grow between two people who still love each other.
Dreamy guitars blend with raw emotion, wrapped in a bittersweet, cinematic atmosphere.
For those who’ve ever stood on opposite sides of the same door, wondering what got lost in between.

🎸✨ Indie Rock | Bittersweet | Emotional | Cinematic Vibes

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Almost, Maybe

Catherine Wheels

End Credits

can you turn the lights on

Passenger Seat

LYRICS:
"I'm not here alone"
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Your sweater’s still on the chair
I don’t wear it
But I can’t move it
It holds the shape of your tiny shoulders
And the time before
Everything went silent

Lavender candle
Are you still with me
Don’t go anywhere

In the, smoke that rises
I see your face
Can you see mine

There’s lavender flowers in your drawer
Pressed petals in the book 
You never finished
I open it sometimes not to read
Just to let the scent rise close to me
To remember the air with your voice in it...

Candle doesn’t ask
Just burns
Like you did
You—who told me every crack,
In our ceiling, was a lightning bolt
Flashing with our love

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i still talk to you
not always
but when the sky turns that bruised blue
i can't help but cry out loud
i'm crying out, for you
i whisper your name like a spell
like you might still answer
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Lavender candle
Are you still with me
Don’t go anywhere

In the smoke that rises
I see your face
Can you see me?

You were the softest thing in this world
The last color in an infinite spectrum
Now you are
A scent
A flicker
A presence without weight
A quiet I still light
Night after night

Night after night...

Night after night...

After night...

Night after night 
After night 
I hope you're all right
My lavender candle
I hope you're all right

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ur my smoke that rises

[Chorus]
It’s not ‘cause I don’t care,
It’s just the weight I can’t hold everywhere.
I breathe it in, then I let it fly,
What’s outta my hands, I don’t let it define my life.

[Verse 1]
People think my silence means I ain’t affected,
But I’m high sensitive - I feel it, I respect it.
Back in the day, I’d lose sleep, overthink deep,
Every word, every look, kept me up in the heat.
It left marks on my mind, like graffiti in the rain,
Learned peace ain’t found in replayin’ the pain.
I still get caught, thinkin’ ten steps ahead,
Worst-case in my head, just to soften the dread.
And yeah, there’s a moment when the storm clears the air,
I smile, ‘cause the fear I had… wasn’t even there.

[Chorus]
It’s not ‘cause I don’t care,
It’s just the weight I can’t hold everywhere.
I breathe it in, then I let it fly,
What’s outta my hands, I don’t let it define my life.

[Verse 2]
See, some things ain’t yours to carry or control,
Some truths, they belong to another soul.
I can’t change what they think, can’t rewrite their page,
But I can check my heart, keep my peace on stage.
So I break it down - what’s fact, what’s mine to own,
What’s outside my reach, I just leave it alone.
It’s a lesson in balance, a test of grace,
Learning when to fight and when to give space.
It’s not apathy, nah, it’s survival in the raw,
Protectin’ my spirit from the weight I saw.

[Chorus]
It’s not ‘cause I don’t care,
It’s just the weight I can’t hold everywhere.
I breathe it in, then I let it fly,
What’s outta my hands, I don’t let it define my life.

[Outro]
Not every battle’s mine.
Not every thought’s worth my time.
I’m still here, still feelin’, still real.
I just choose where I heal.

Who's to Blame

Madi Tovey