Ready To is a song about the light after darkness. It's about being ready to love again.
Check out the music video
https://youtu.be/vI-u79e8kiY

Written and produced by me.
Co-produced with Lorenzo Scrinzi
Mixed by Lorenzo Scrinzi
Mastering Ludwig Maier

Ready To

F.Y.M

Agression

A bluesy toast to the ex, performed in the key of Em. 

Never Mine.mp3

This intense, hard rock song describe a profound internal struggle with trauma, recovery, and self-identity. The central metaphor is a "war," which represents a past period of abuse, conflict, or severe hardship. The speaker is a "war-torn casualty" attempting to heal and rebuild their life.

Casualty

This is our latest song! It's time for change!

Power

“Loving Shadows" is a haunting, intimate portrait of longing—the ache for someone who lingers only in memory, whose silence becomes louder than their presence ever was. The song moves like a heartbeat in drought, pulsing with the painful beauty of love that almost happened but never fully arrived.”




LYRICS 


My ex almost lover slides down the page of my messages.
I've got a whole book of faces, and his is the only one I'm looking for.
I have to click the 'see all' button to even catch a glimpse of him,
And even then, it's only his back in the mirror as he walks away.

But he beats a staccato song inside my chest, like a hard rain on packed, dry earth.
He wakes me every night with his silence,
Like summer coming to an end, the cicadas ceasing their chorus.  

I count days, hours, moments.
I memorize lines, words, syllables.
Soon, I will make the decision to try to forget him.
The lovely ex almost lover does not know this.
He thinks (at least I imagine he does) that I've already forgotten.

But he beats a staccato song inside my chest, like a hard rain on packed, dry earth.
He wakes me every night with his silence,
Like summer coming to an end, the cicadas ceasing their chorus.  

You don't know how accustomed your ears have become,
How much you need that sound, until it vanishes,
Becoming nothing more than an echo of memory.

[instrumental break]

[bridge] A week goes by before you ever realize what it is that has been intruding on your sleep.
There is an absence of the familiar,
and to keep yourself from falling off the edge into the abyss,  
'dear God, will I spend the rest of my life alone?'
(Breathe!)
That habit of loving shadows reinvents itself.

he beats a staccato song inside my chest, like a hard rain on packed, dry earth.
He wakes me every night with his silence,
Like summer coming to an end, the cicadas ceasing their chorus.  

[instrumental break]


*Once, I believed in fairy tales.
Maybe, I always will.

Yes, he beats a staccato song inside my chest, like a hard rain on packed, dry earth.
He wakes me every night with his silence,
Like summer coming to an end, the cicadas ceasing their chorus.  

Loving Shadows

(Verse 1)
Step right up and witness the glitch in the mainframe show, it's a funhouse mirror where the synapses grow, not just a vibe but a twisted design, a custom-built filter where the shadows align, see the clowns in the data and the ghosts in the machine, my optics are painted in a different scene, biology and memory warping the link, a thumbprint on the lens making everything sync, to the culture and the trauma and the way that we think.

(Chorus)
Subjective perspective yeah that’s the reality, no two eyes see the same technicality, it’s deep in the code of your own personality, a singular view in this total totality, yeah it’s subjective, inescapably true, the world is a funhouse reflecting back you.

(Verse 2)
Now we might share a lane or a digital space, paint the same face in this masquerade race, but the angle is unique to the time and the place, a solitary juggler in the human race, you can’t clone the vantage it’s a one-of-one, product of the battles and the things that you’ve done, evidence and reason yeah we weigh 'em by the ton, but the filter determines where the logic gonna run.

(Bridge)
It ain’t arbitrary no it ain’t just a guess, it’s the lens of the soul in the carnival mess, irreplaceable view that we gotta confess, the input is shared but the output is fresh.

(Chorus)
Subjective perspective yeah that’s the reality, no two eyes see the same technicality, it’s deep in the code of your own personality, a singular view in this total totality, yeah it’s subjective, inescapably true, the world is a funhouse reflecting back you.

(Outro)
Just for you, filtered through, nothing else is true, subjective view, whoop whoop.


Lyrics By: S.H. Sydness - Crunchy Creations - 2025

Subjective Perspective

The Other Side 

Above the earth, my rain begins to pour once more,
I’m counting fragments of the moon upon the floor.
And if you aren't lying to me, if your heart is true,
Then on the other side, I’ll wait to meet with you.
I’m drifting on, not bothered by the steps I take,
No bread or water for the journey that I make.
Just memories of lovely poems are all I keep,
The only cargo for a trek so vast and steep.
I’d take another pack of fags to ease the mind,
And say "I love you, life", though it’s been far from kind.
Just strength to finish one more verse before I’m gone,
And tell this misery: "Clear off! Move further on!"
And ask of you
For just one thing.
Just one thi-i-ing.
You, read your poetry to me,
And we, we’ll be far as far can be,
From those who never cared a bit.
Our laughs, they’ll hear the sound of it,
Resounding from the other side.
And I’ll waffle on with foolish pride,
About how I love you — just because.
And thunder,
We’ll hear it together,
And rain
Will pour down on earth again.
And yet, I find I have no stomach for the way,
I’ve never liked to change my spots or where I stay.
I cannot live like common folk, like all the rest,
Who swallow any scraps they’re fed, and think they’re blessed.
To see the same old city lights through window panes,
The same dull panoramic views and city stains.
And keeping sleep at bay throughout the lonely light,
Measuring double measures just to gauge the night.
And ask you once more for just one thing.
Just one thi-i-ing!
You, read your poetry to me,
And we, we’ll be far as far can be,
From those who never cared a bit.
Our laughs, they’ll hear the sound of it,
Resounding from the other side.
And I’ll waffle on with foolish pride,
About how I love you — just because.
And thunder we’ll hear it together,
And rain.
Will pour down on earth again.
It’s far too precious to forget!
It’s why life’s worth the living yet!
And loving.

The Other Side

(Verse 1)
We spent a lifetime counting’ the echo of closing’ doors, tracing’ the outlines of regret upon the hardwood floor, thinkin’ the silence was the only song we’d ever know, until the winter soil broke to let the summer lilies grow, and now we see that every ending’ was a brand new start, a necessary evil that healed a heavy heart.

(Chorus)
Oh cherish the journey.., heed its beckoning’ call, savor every second ’til twilight falls, treat every breath like it’s a feast on a plate, the last meal served,  a symptom of fate, it was always meant to be, from the very start, finding’ new fire in the ashes of the heart.

In the ashes of the heart

(Verse 2)
The old flame flickered out makin’ room for somethin’ true, had to lose the world, to find the way to you, it wasn’t the road we wanted but the path we required, the cold ash of the past left the soul completely fired, redemption in a story once so dark and thin, letting’ the light finally come in.

(Bridge)
The irony of losin’ and all the pain that we feel, standin’ at the lonely edge of sorrow making way for somethin’ real, it’s workin’ out exactly like the stars always planned, a masterpiece of timing’ that we finally understand.

(Chorus)
Oh cherish life's journey.., heed its beckoning’ call, savor every second ’til twilight falls, treat every breath like it’s a feast on a plate, the last meal served, a symptom of fate, it was always meant to be, from the very start, finding’ new fire in the ashes of the heart.

In the ashes of the heart

(Outro)
Savor every minute like it's your last meal, feel the weight of the iron and the velvet steel, we found the light where the shadows used to be, finally forging love that was always meant to be.


Lyrics By: S.H. Sydness - Crunchy Creations - 2026

Ashes of the Heart

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