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The legend goes like this:

One night, after a long studio session, you’re on the last train back home—half asleep, headphones dead, phone at 1%. The city feels weirdly empty. As the train pulls into a random station, you notice an old, beat-up red mailbox on the platform. No Canada Post logo, just three words spray-painted on the side:

“SEND WHAT YOU CAN’T SAY.”

You get off the train without even knowing why.

The mailbox has no slot for letters, just a cracked phone screen bolted into the metal. When you touch it, your own iMessage drafts pop up—every unsent paragraph, every angry note, every “yo I miss you” you typed and erased. Messages to old friends, to people you lost, to the city itself. Stuff you forgot you ever wrote.

Then the screen glitches.

The drafts start turning into song titles. Your late-night rants become verses. Old voice notes you saved “just in case” become hooks. The phone freezes on one final prompt:

“LAST CHANCE TO SEND: greetings from toronto (unsent)”

You hit cancel.

The station lights flicker. When they come back on, the mailbox is gone. All that’s left is a folder on your phone with rough demos that didn’t exist five minutes ago.

Over the next few months, every time something heavy happens—a fight, a win, a panic attack, a crazy night downtown—a new “unsent” file shows up in that folder. You never remember recording it, but it sounds like you: tired, honest, and way too real. Eventually you realize the album is basically writing itself from everything you’ve lived through in this city.

So you finish it. You polish the drafts, build around them, turn the chaos into tracks… but you leave the title exactly how it showed up the first night:

“greetings from toronto (unsent)”

Thats okay

At the end of the day, its just you and whatever you think. I'm air mailing you strength.

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exhaust

Children cry, streets run dry
Empty hands reach—no reply
Oceans poisoned, skies turn grey
Yet they still preach—look away

No songs remain
Wildlife suffers—locked in pain
Machines built, slaughter fed
Human greed—painted red.

Power feeds on bones and soil
Breaks the earth—calls it toil
They paved the way for empty lands
Yet they hold flags—raise their hands

Rise up, rise up, break the chain
For the starving child—the unseen pain
Demand the change, face the fight
Let love lead—step to the light

The Cost of Silence Cattle stacked, lives industrialized
Nature wrecked—terrorized
Extinction spreads in shadows deep
A legacy shaped—as the weak weep

Rivers dry, oceans burn
Yet they sell hope—watch the world turn
The crime was made, the clock runs short
Rise, reclaim—fight the court

They build the walls, they carve the lies
Tell the world—close your eyes
But truth remains, wounds still raw
And now we rise—break their law

Balance lost, harmony torn
Yet from the ruins—we are born
Love ain’t soft, love ain’t weak
Love stands tall—love must speak

No More Looking Away
Rise up, rise up, break the chain
For the starving child—the unseen pain
Demand the change, face the fight
Let love lead—step to the light

The prayer we send
To lift the world—make it mend
For the children, the creatures, the oceans wide
Rise up, humanity—let love be your guide

Physics mastered, yet destruction reigns
Blueprints hide—locked in chains
We shape worlds, but greed decides
Yet love will break—open wide

The vision’s vast, the path runs deep
No more borders—no more sleep
A world reborn, truth unleashed
Yet we must fight—never cease

This is the moment, the prayer we send
To lift the world—make it mend
For the children, the creatures, the oceans wide
Rise up, humanity—let love be your guide

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