Première chanson. Our first song

Translation:
CAFFEINE
You promised me a coffee,
An espresso close to you,
A lungo by your side,
And sleepless nights in your embrace.
And thanks to you, caffeine,
Adrenaline, and insomnia
Took on a paradise-like air,
Of happy days, of blessed times.
I'm more a fan of Chinese tea,
but I’d gladly be converted
To the pleasures of caffeine,
To all the charms of Italy.
You promised me a coffee,
And countless sugary delights,
So many treats to savor,
Your voice to keep me warm.
Because of you, caffeine,
With bold and intimate aromas,
Fills my heart with memories,
And every night now I sigh.
I'm more a fan of Chinese tea,
but I’d gladly be converted
To the pleasures of caffeine,
To all the charms of Italy.
You promised me a coffee,
An espresso close to you,
A lungo by your side,
And sleepless nights in your embrace.
Now my nights are nothing but
Synonyms for sadness and insomnia;
Those coffees, that caffeine –
Your invitation, I decline.
I'm more a fan of Chinese tea,
I no longer wish to be converted
To the pleasures of caffeine –
Gone are the charms of Italy.

Délestage

01 - Cafeine

Dance Of The Living Dead

Original
These lyrics suddenly showed up in my strange head, I just had to get it out :)
Music made in garageband



Lyrics:

I am like a boat on a foggy stormy sea
Drifting away, feeling lost but free
Don't hold me back
I have to sail for myself
Maybe I can find a safe cliff out there..

But see me
Can you see me
I am waving to you
Hear me
Can you hear me
When I'm calling for you..

Searching for the answers
To the questions I have
The fog will disappear
I will see land again

But see me, can you see me
I am waving to you..
Hear me
Can you hear me
When I'm calling for you..

Don't hold me back
I have to sail for myself
The fog will disappear
I will see land again...

See Me  (Original)

I Start At The End

Written by Billy Goodman, Guitar work by Bruno do Amaral,
Vocals - Nat Daniels
Copyright PRS 2024 - GRR

VIDEO

https://youtu.be/vWWriq-equ0?si=kp0JgO6jFQQfc2XQ

Ive never attempted singing a Rock song, and I was very trepedatious hearing Billy sing the original Concept with his astounding voice.. so saying I felt intimidated was an understatement! but he convinced me to give it a go, and I found the lyrics so immersive, it certainly helped me find that bittersweet place I was meant to find. The instrumental track was played by Bruno De Amaral, who did an exquisite job!! That ending is owed to you!   We hope you enjoy this song..  

Words: Billy Goodman .. Adlib Nat Daniels
Instrumental : Bruno De Amaral
Produced and Mixed by Evader
Vocals: Nat Daniels 

Lyrics
See the faceless scurry, shine a light
Feel the deadmen's fury, too weak to fight
If you can change you'll find a home inside...
Frozen shadows for the desolate to mourn,
Chosen gods close their eyes trying to ignore!
Searching for a beacon, where's the house of light?
Is there any hope left in this endless night?

Just take my hand my friend we'll make it through this American Darkness

Verse
Fall into your dreams for the comfort that you crave
Remembering illusions of the love that you gave
You can close your eyes I won't forget...
One by one the ties that hold us are breaking 
All the things we've known and loved suddenly escaping 

Chorus
Just take my hand my friend we'll make it through this American darkness

Bridge
Is the sun really gone? I thought I felt it die...
After you killed the dreamer because he tried to fly,
The idol spoke his words as all the believers wept, 
Then he vanished away with all the secrets he kept!

You can close your eyes... I won't forget..  You can close your eyes, I won't forget!

Just take my hand my friend we'll make it through this American Darkness
Just take my hand my friend we'll make it through this American Darkness!
Just take my hand my friend we'll make it through this American Darkness!
I won't forget...

American Darkness - Daniels/Goodman/do Amaral

Even If It’s In A Dream

In darkness, where the whispers creep
I lay alone attempting sleep
Cursing God and counting sheep
and wondering where you are

The fan blades hum a haunting tune
The clock is warning morning’s soon
My only friends are the silent moon
and streetlights that drown the stars

At the ceiling tiles, I stare
Then shut my eyes and cry a prayer
and beg the Lord to take me there
Even if it’s in a dream 

The screeches of my howls and moans
pierce straight through the cobblestone
A cut much deeper than the bone
echoes through my screams

If I could simply go to bed
I’d find your file inside my head
Archived there so you can’t be dead
But nothing’s as it seems

At the ceiling tiles, I stare
Then shut my eyes and cry a prayer
and beg the Lord to take me there
Even if it’s in a dream 

I fade away to damned December
Maybe I just misremembered
But you linger there like a smoldering ember
whose smoke will never cease 

Outside my door, five gunshots blare
Another reminder that life’s not fair
Now I’m wide awake, guess there’s nowhere
I can rest in peace 

At the ceiling tiles, I stare
Then shut my eyes and cry a prayer
and beg the Lord to take me there
Even if it’s in a dream 

Even if it’s in a dream

even if it’s in a dream

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-de/track/5yjY0lb6zSWjZn8oVH7if7?si=7af442676ef14096

Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/see-the-magic/1798193980?i=1798193981

Youtube Music: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=Dd1C6TwWsVU&feature=shared

See The Magic

composed in January 2024 on a...rainy...quite passionate day...🍻❄⭐

IT'S RAINING ❄.mp3

fade away

"I Fade When It’s Shallow" is a quiet anthem for anyone who feels disconnected in surface-level conversations and social performances. The song explores the internal experience of someone who thrives in depth, meaning, and authenticity, but struggles to stay present in spaces where everything feels scripted or hollow. With intimate verses and a gradually intensifying chorus, the track honors emotional honesty, deep focus, and the quiet brilliance of people who are often misunderstood in loud rooms.

I Fade When It’s Shallow

Lord you’ve been at work
My whole entire life 
Every moment of hurt 
Every single tear I cried 
Wanting to believe your word
But the pain made me blind 

Oh but lord 
I wouldn’t Change a thing 
Cuz my past
Is what made me me 
Oh to go through what I did
I’d do it all again 
Cuz it drove me straight to you
My savior and friend 

I’m now able to see
Why I was so broken 
God didn’t want me
Havin this world to put my hope in
I live in humility 
For all that will never be spoken 

Oh but lord 
I wouldn’t Change a thing 
Cuz my past
Is what made me me 
Oh to go through what I did
I’d do it all again 
Cuz it drove me straight to you
My savior and friend 

All those hopeless nights
All the endless fights 
The broken home 
Nowhere to go 
Never enough
Desperate for love 
Oh but I’d do it all again
To end up in the arms of 
My savior and friend 
Yes even those hopeless nights
All the endless fights 
The broken home 
Nowhere to go 
Never enough
Desperate for love 
Oh but I’d do it all again
To end up in the arms of 
My savior and friend 
Oh God I’d do it all again
To end up in the arms of
My savior and friend 

Oh so lord 
I wouldn’t Change a thing 
Cuz my past
Is what made me me 
Oh to go through what I did
I’d do it all again 
Cuz it drove me straight to you
My savior and friend 

And God with you
I’ve built a life of love
So secure and true 
While it was tough 
I’ll never take for granted 
The life I now live 
But God I know you planned this 
Since I was a little kid 

With all those hopeless nights
And endless fights 
The broken home 
Nowhere to go 
Never enough
Desperate for love 
Oh but I’d do it all again
To end up in the arms of 
My savior and friend 
Oh God I’d do it all again
To end up in the arms of
My savior and friend

Do It All Again

dear diary…
xoxo, Brooke 🤍💋

Brooke Justus is a lyricist who burst onto the music scene in June 2024. Since then, she has crafted more than 50 original songs that explore the highs and lows of life with raw honesty, poetic depth, and a touch of whimsy. From the playful romance of Dear Diary to the gut-wrenching vulnerability of Even If It’s In A Dream, her music is as diverse as the emotions that fuel it.

Each song is more than just a melody—it’s an experience, meant to be read as you listen. Hidden within the lyrics are subtle clues, layered meanings, and echoes of other songs, weaving a tapestry of stories that unfold over time. Together, they tell one larger narrative: her unfiltered emotional spectrum, captured in real time. Brooke’s lyrics aren’t just heard—they’re felt and seen, inviting listeners on a journey through love, loss, ambition, and everything in between.

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