You Fade

Ghost Town (stripped version)

Clockwork Hearts.

Shadows of Love - Schatten der Liebe ist ein wunderschönes Album, durch und durch begleitet von der Violine und von angenehmen Piano spielen. Patrick Sebastian Spinczyk kam auf die Idee, als er einen Kommentar las zu seiner Musik. Wie ein Schatten der Liebe, sagte jemand zu mir, so schön ist dein Lied. Patrick Spinczyk war sofort begeistert und dachte daran diese Idee in die Tat umzusetzen. Nach mehreren Monaten Arbeit entstand das Album Shadows of Love - Schatten der Liebe. Viel Vergnügen! 

Shadows of Love - Schatten der Liebe is a beautiful album, thoroughly accompanied by the violin and pleasant piano playing. Patrick Sebastian Spinczyk came up with the idea when he read a comment about his music. 'Like a shadow of love,' someone said to me, 'your song is so beautiful.' Patrick Spinczyk was immediately excited and thought about turning this idea into reality. After several months of work, the album Shadows of Love - Schatten der Liebe was created. Enjoy!

Shadows of Love

Vergessen

A Million Years

Down in the Pines

I Threw it All Away (for your love)

🎃 Halloween Song Collection: Mythic Horror and Spectral Balladry
This body of work blends poetic storytelling, spectral imagery, and ritualistic musical theory to evoke the eerie, the ancestral, and the emotionally resonant. Each song is a tribute—whether to mythic horror legends like Brian Lumley and John Carpenter, or to scientific and emotional memory refracted through a Halloween lens.
• 	Musical Style: Modal progressions, diminished chords, and variable timing create a haunting, ritualistic atmosphere. Retro-futuristic instrumentation and layered harmonies echo the soundtracks of classic horror and sci-fi cinema.
• 	Lyrical Themes: Ghostly homonyms, spectral refrains, and poetic adaptations in English, French, and Korean explore themes of legacy, loss, transformation, and playful dread.
• 	Visual and Emotional Arc: Each piece is paired with evocative captions and visual concepts—ranging from amateur horror sketch aesthetics to archival presentation—designed to honor emotional memory and mythic storytelling.
• 	Creative Techniques: Songs often incorporate multilingual refrains, scientific metaphor, and horror homage, with careful attention to rhyme, rhythm, and emotional fidelity across languages.
• 	Ethical Stewardship: Every work is crafted with responsible authorship in mind, including copyright documentation, attribution templates, and ethical presentation of AI-assisted creativity.

The Hollow Wind Remembers

But None of It Belongs to Me Now
© 2025 R3Zondo

don’t torment me with your icy demeanor
and don’t ask me how old i am
i’ve got a severe falling sickness
my soul is a yellow skeleton

but none of it belongs to me now

i once walked in from wind-blown towns
wrapped in smoke from foolish hope
i imagined riches and fame
and being loved by all

but none of it belongs to me now

yes, i’m rich, if silence counts
i wore pride like a second skin
now i’ve got one shirtfront left
and heels worn smooth from every floor

but none of it belongs to me now

they carved my name in city grime
from moscow’s frost to paris walls
it stings like slurs on alley fences
a word you wish you’d never scrawled

but none of it belongs to me now

you kiss me, but your lips feel like tin
my feeling is overripe
and yours won’t ever bloom
not in this light

but none of it belongs to me now

too young to wear this bitter skin
and if i’m sad, then let it be
fresh grass that covers the hills
shines louder than your braids could be

but none of it belongs to me now

i’d love to go back to that place
where golden grass would whisper low
sink into that smoke of boyhood
where i first forgot what i didn’t know

but none of it belongs to me now

but this time i’d dream of something new
something even grass can’t understand
something too wild to speak aloud
and too sacred to be named by man

but none of it belongs to me now

(Summary)

This song is a confession of dreams burned down by time. It’s about remembering the hopes I carried in my youth, riches, love, recognition, and realizing how little of it stayed real. The hook, but none of it belongs to me now, says it all. It’s a quiet resignation, not to despair, but to the way life reclaims what it gives. I wanted the verses to sound like whispered pages from a journal I never meant anyone to read.

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None Of It Belongs To Me

the first track of Geometric, a jazz poetry groove of the Jackson Lucas Project

line

a line in the sky
a line in the sand
a line in the water
a line on dry land

a line is the shortest distance between two hearts
that hate each other when they are apart

a line in the sky
where eagles fly

a line in the sand
at the water’s end

a line in the water
to make you hotter

a line on dry land
so you understand

a line is the shortest distance between two hearts
that hate each other when they are apart

somehow
some way
some day
a line will break
and you will stay



J Jackson Lucas 2025
jjacksonlucas@yahoo.com