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A raw, bluesy confession of love lost and lessons learned—where regret isn’t a weakness, but the melody.

Songs of Regret

Whisper in My Ear. Texte Eric Verdin

In Search of My Love

Halloween wasn’t store-bought in the 1960s, it was made from old clothes in the basement and a spark of imagination. A sheet became a ghost, Dad’s Navy uniform turned me into a sailor, and pillowcases grew heavy with candy as we walked block to block with friends and neighbors.

But toward the end of our street stood a house set back in the shadows, the one we all called the Witch House. The woman inside looked the part, and her crooked stare made us whisper and hurry past. That mix of excitement and fear gave Halloween its magic.

This song is a reflection of those nights, the laughter, the legends, and the spirit of Halloween that still lives on long after the trick-or-treat bags are gone.

[Verse 1]
We’d dig through the basement, bags of old clothes
A sheet for a ghost, dad’s Navy issued oaths
Didn’t buy ‘em in the store, we made ‘em our own
With a little bit of laughter, and a touch of the unknown

[Chorus]
Trick-or-treat, oh what a night
Porch lights glowing, laughter bright
Pillowcases dragging low
Through the streets we used to go

[Verse 2]
Neighbors and friends, side by side
House to house, together we'd glide
Candy enough to last all year
Every door brought us a little cheer

[Bridge ]
Toward the end of the block stood a house set back
Shadows lingered, the windows black
And the woman inside, with her crooked stare
Made us whisper and point, but we didn’t dare
Some said she cackled, some swore she’d fly
On Halloween night, we’d all walk by

[Chorus]
Trick-or-treat, hold your breath tight
The witch house watching in the night
One more step, don’t make a sound
Or she’ll chase you down this haunted ground

[Verse 3]
Now I live where the night is still
Country roads, no kids to thrill
But in my heart, the spirit stays
Of Halloween nights and childhood days

[Final Chorus]
Trick-or-treat, oh what a night
Porch lights glowing, laughter bright
Though no footsteps cross my floor
Halloween lives on forevermore

[Outro]
Halloween lives on
Forevermore

The Witch On Our Street

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As long as it rains

A love that survives through hardship and hunger.
A worn-out beauty born from everyday pain.

Rust and Roses

Back to Her

Ain't My Problem - Cain Walker

Cain Walker - I Don't Care

Daunting - JohnE

I got a weight in my chest like Mississippi clay
Settles when I sleep, won't wash away
Got a voice in my blood says I'm already gone
Says the game was rigged before I was born
And I'm tired of the preacher in my head
Spitting fire 'bout the life I ain't led
Got a judge and a jury made of smoke
And they sentence me daily for sins I never spoke

Done, done, done
Drownin' in shallow water
Done
Being my own cannon fodder
Done

This is a mud gospel, sung from the deep
For the ones who can't pray and the ones who can't sleep
I got dirt in my lungs and a war in my veins
But I'm still here breathin' through the weight of the chains
This is a mud gospel, low and slow
For the broken who rise from the undertow

I got a mirror full of faces I don't recognize
Got a past that whispers like it's still alive
There's a current underneath pulling me back down
To a version of myself I thought I'd drowned

Yeah, I'm sick of the voices like vultures circling my mind
Sick of the weight on my shoulders like I'm buried alive
Got a cage made of doubt and I forged every bar
Got scars on my scars from a self-inflicted war

I been drowning in the shallow, call it pride, call it fear
Call it whatever keeps me paralyzed here
But I see the serpent now, coiled in my spine
Feeding on the part of me that's terrified to shine
So I'm ripping through the mud with my teeth if I gotta
Every lie I believed getting buried in the water
I got a pulse, I got a voice, I got a reason to scream
I got a life underneath all this weight I've been carrying

So here's the gospel from the bottom of the deep
If you're still breathing, then you're still in the fight, don't sleep

I see the river now, black as ink and bone
See it runnin' through my thoughts, tellin' me I'm alone
But maybe drowning's just the way you learn to swim
Maybe breaking's just the crack that lets the light back in
I see the river now
And I'm walking in

But I'm done
Breathing in all this smoke
Done
Tightening my own rope
Done

This is a mud gospel, sung from the deep
For the ones who won't bow and the ones who won't keep
Quiet anymore, no, we're done with the chains
We got fire in our chests and we're flooding the plains
This is a mud gospel, dark and true
For the fighters still standing when the storm comes through

Ain't My Problem - Cain Walker

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