I cannot stop listening to this song since it has been released. It's so beautiful. Yet another magical work by the talented Ed Sheeran which brings tears to my eyes everytime I hear it. :')

Ed Sheeran - Photograph (Acoustic Version)

The Way You Can (Alternate Version)

stranger

stranger (stripped)

Streets of London

River Washed Hair

Credits:
Music and lyrics by Lucy Clearwater
Produced by Tyler Chester
Engineered by David Boucher
Assistant engineer Luca Ruscica
Mixed by Tyler Chester
Mastered by James Krausse
Vocals - Lucy Clearwater
Guitar - Lucy Clearwater
2nd guitar - Tyler Chester
Bass - Solomon Dorsey
Drums - John Fatum
Pedal steel - Drew Taubenfeld
Additional vocals - Madison Cunningham
Additional vocals - Adam Moss
Cover photo - Joey Schultz

What's Mine

Explores Jung's Shadow Creativity—how confronting dark, rejected aspects of self becomes fuel for artistic expression. In "the basement jazz club of my psyche," the shadow transforms from enemy to creative collaborator. Rejected thoughts, rage, despair, and monster-dreams become poetic ingredients, proving that wholeness requires integrating darkness. The core Jungian insight: authentic art emerges when we "let our shadows hold the pen"—creativity deepens when we stop censoring our psychological underground and allow light and darkness to collaborate in making "art's perfect mongrels." From my upcoming book Breakfast with Jung" Chapter 2 The Shadow.

Dark Muse   (Lyrics)

Ink-black feathers unfurl in my ribcage
A raven's heart where mine should be
In the basement jazz club of my psyche
Where shadows jam with silenced songs
My dark muse waits at a corner table
Ink dripping from her fingertips like night
She deals inspiration like tarot cards
Each verse a small apocalypse
While creativity bleeds black butterflies
That leave prophecy-stains on reality
We brew poems in grandmother's cast iron pot
Seasoned with secrets, spiced with shame
Every rejected thought becomes an ingredient
Rage boils down to ruby droplets
Despair crystallizes into salt
Even my monster-dreams find their form
Transforming terror into terrible beauty
While the pot hums ancient melodies
Now we collaborate in candlelight
Her shadow-fingers laced through mine
Each stanza a confessional booth
Where sin becomes sacrament
Grammar breaks its bones and heals
Into shapes we never knew it could hold
In the margins, roses bloom with thorns intact
Beauty refuses to apologize for its edges
Together we birth art's perfect mongrels
Half-prophecy, half-nightmare
Every line another tightrope walk
Between what's proper and what's real
Watch how darkness learns to illuminate
While light bends toward mystery
This is how we make our peace
Creating children that both sides will claim
My dark muse smiles, closes her journal
The poems we've made belong to neither
But crawl between us like shared secrets
Their wings still wet with midnight ink
Some truths can only be written
When we let our shadows hold the pen
While conscience sleeps, and art runs wild
Through dream-fields ripe with possibility

by Stephen Francis Hollins

Dark Muse

Ghost in My Own Skin

This story echoes the sacred truth that ache is not abandonment. it is the shape of love waiting to land. 
This narrative has an accompanying song which you can find here: https://on.soundcloud.com/gOrUIG2mioQTFnMwyt
 
©Narrative composed by Jaylee in devotion to the Skyseed Community's living inquiry. Shaped through poetic ritual and emotional texture within  Tender Thread: A Skyseed Offering... Audio generated via Suno, held in stewardship by Skyseed for communal reflection and listening. Image created through NightCafe and gifted by Raine Lore.

1.1. The Hollow Tree and the Thread of Ache

“The Vessel” by KAT is not a song about withdrawal — it’s about return.

A return to the inner stillness that doesn’t need to justify, perform, or prove.
It is the sound of standing quietly in one’s own light — of being the vessel, not the explanation.

Soft ambient textures and warm vocals hold space for silence itself —
each tone a heartbeat, each pause a breath of presence.

This is where expression becomes essence.
Where the voice stops explaining — and starts being.

* updated HD remaster — clearer, deeper sound

This Vessel

Welcome to the Skyseed Community.

This song comes with a companion fairytale which can be found here:    https://on.soundcloud.com/884B7SE3Mm71sMGzAc

©Nursery song composed by Jaylee as a labour of love in devotion to the Skyseed Community's living inquiry, 'Tender Thread'. If you enjoy this gift, please don't forget to tap the love heart and if possible, pass this gift forward. Audio generated via Suno, held in stewardship by Skyseed for communal reflection and listening. Image created through NightCafe and gifted by Raine Lore.

Welcome Inn: The Golden Key

Beautiful relaxing music ("My Rose" in an extended version), composed by Peder B. Helland. 

Stream or download our music: https://soothingrelaxation.lnk.to/listenSL
This is the audio from our YouTube video found here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1e2hBzSa920
Our website: https://soothingrelaxation.com

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My Rose • Peaceful Piano, Cello & Guitar Music by Soothing Relaxation

For every child who listens to the wind, and every parent who carries the lantern of grace...

Hello, I’m Jaylee, founding curator of the Skyseed Community, mother of two sensitive and resilient grown children, poetess of fairytale and rhyme, and a retired early years mentor who has carried her childhood dreams into living maturity. My heart’s work is to support parents and caregivers in meeting the challenges of today’s world with emotional stewardship, and grace.
It is a dream of mine to shape a living curriculum of emotional inquiry; a gentle framework of nursery songs and fairytale narrations to nurture belonging in children and rekindle the lantern light within us all. May your own stories drift far & dream deep. Thank you for walking beside me as I take my first steps.

1.1. The Hollow Tree and the Thread of Ache

Jaylee Reign, Lantern Verse for the Child Within