Lots of acoustic and electric guitar’s meshed with an up beat rhythm to liven up the mood just like a sunrise wakes you up.
Composer Fernando Melo
Guitars Fernando Melo

Acoustic Sunrise

I keep going
I can't stop
The fire remains in me
I will not drop

The times I wanted to give up
I almost won
The times I wanted to give up
I felt I was done

Then something inside me
Said keep going on
This is what you're meant to be
If you so choose
Not to be done

In a world where life does not seem fair
You have to keep working harder
Don't despair
For your time is going to come

Hold on tight
Hold for love
Hold for dreams
Hold on, you've begun

Everyone has their own way
What you do
Should not copy
What they say

Be you
Be who you're supposed to be
Be the one who loves
Be the one who dreams

I know you can win
I know you can dream
I know you will shine
Like all the stars above the sea

In a world where life does not seem fair
You have to keep working harder
Don't despair
For you're time is going to come

Hold on tight
Hold for love
Hold for dreams
Hold on, you've begun

Angel, Number 309

The moors are bare

Recorded, performed, and written by Patrick Burke, 2025

"I Live in Dream"
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 

where shadows sigh,

Beneath a cold,

 and mourning sky;

The moors are bare, the winds are low,

And none but phantoms,

 come and go.

The stars have eyes that do not see,
They burn in vain for one like me—
A soul unclaimed by hearth or kin,
With midnight’s whisper deep within.

No morning,
 breaks this twilight mind,

No earthly voice, 

no touch, no kind;

Only her face, pale as the tomb,
Appears to light my spirit’s gloom.

She speaks in hush, in haunted rhyme,
A relic lost to death and time;
And though I reach, I cannot keep
What only walks when mortals sleep.

I live in dream—

alone, unseen—

Where love is ghost, 

and hope is keen.

And should I wake, I fear the day
Would steal her shade and drift away.

I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 

The stars have eyes that do not see,
They burn in vain for one like me—
A soul unclaimed by hearth or kin,
With midnight’s whisper deep within

I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 
The moors are bare
I live in dream, 


The moors are bare

The moors are bare
PB2025

The moors are bare

There’s a kind of silence that speaks louder than any scream.
Silence is a prayer whispered in the ruins.
#Fountains Are. #Ash Folk.

Existuje ticho, které mluví hlasitěji než výkřik.

3.Silence

This is first song from my album name's twinself.

1.-step by step

I read the news through a painted lens
Lies wrapped up in corporate friends
I dig through dirt, I chase the thread
While the world just scrolls and shakes its head

No fancy schools, no PhD
But I see what they don’t want me to see
Patterns in chaos, whispers in smoke
Truth dressed up like some kind of joke

The wise are breaking, numbing their pain
To unsee what’s real in a world insane

Do I rise? Do I fight?
For a flag that don’t feel right?
Do I bleed for a cause
While they sit behind their laws?
No more war for a wicked regime
No more deaths for a corporate dream
We built this cage —
We can tear the seams

They push us down, feed us despair
Profit from panic, then strip us bare
Weapons sold for a bloody prize
While monsters hide behind suits and ties

Equality? Just a word they twist
Solutions fade in an iron fist
“Share the wealth” they call it war
When we ask for less, they take some more

(Yeah!)
Tear the walls down stone by stone
(BOOM!)
Burn the thrones and take the throne
(Come on!)
Break the banks and shred the chains
Let the people rise from pain

Stop the killing for their gain
Let the fire wash this shame
Let the system fall to dust
Let ‘em fear the ones they crushed
We are many — we can see
They don’t own you
They don’t own me

We built this world — now let it burn
And build again on what we learn
No kings, no gods, no lies to feed
Just open hearts
Where we can fucking breathe

♥️

Blood for Nothing

Don't Put Your Faith In Me

Put the grape between my lips,
Bit down into its juicy flesh.
It wasn’t mine to taste like this,
But I made my choice without regret.

Don’t tell me you have never had,
Temptation that you caved in to.
Just like you gave yourself to me,
Just like I gave myself to you.

Oh oh,
La la la.
Oh oh,
La la la la,
Oh oh,
La la la.
Oh oh,
La la la la,


I placed your hand upon my hips,
Told you that I like to dance.
I knew another wore your ring,
I didn’t leave your love to chance.

Don’t tell me that I acted first,
I had seen your double take,
When you saw me that first time,
I knew the fire that I had waked.

Give myself to you!
(Oh oh, La la la)
Give yourself to me!
(Oh oh, La la la)
Give myself to you!
(Oh oh, La la la)
Give yourself to me!
To me, to me!!!!
 
I stole your heart and gave you mine,
That wasn’t all of me you took.
I raised you up in exultation,
Made you forget what you forsook.

Don’t tell me I’m a scarlet woman,
You’re just as much a scarlet man.
My body’s ready for the rapture,
Make me your priestess if you can.

Give myself to you!
(Oh oh, La la la)
Give yourself to me!
(Oh oh, La la la)
Give myself to you!
(Oh oh, La la la)
Give yourself to me!
To me, to me!!!!

Give Myself To You

Every day I wake up,
To the days bad news.
War, death and pestilence
Are sharpening their tools.

I read it in the papers,
I watch it on TV,
The horsemen of the end of days
Coming for you and me.

Every night's a struggle,
Nothing's as it seems.
World War three and mushroom clouds
Haunt my broken dreams.

I wish I had a spaceship,
To leave the world behind,
Instead of feeling impotent,
Instead of walking blind.

This is our final bow
To crazed applause
We wonder how, we
Fluffed our lines,
And lost the plot,
Is this the best script
That we’ve got?


Standing at the station,
Waiting for my train,
I catch a glimpse of heaven,
Through the driving rain.

Where all mankind is valued,
None are feared or shunned,
I know that I sound crazy,
But I filled my heart with love.

Then I saw the headlines
“War is on the way”
“Fanatics fanning florid fears”
“Pollution here to stay”
I knew then it was hopeless
A mess we cannot right
So I buttoned up my raincoat
A lost soul in the night

This is our final bow
To crazed applause
We wonder how, we
Fluffed our lines,
And lost the plot,
Is this the best script
That we’ve got?

This is our final bow
This is our final bow
This is our final bow
This is our final bow

Our Final Bow


We were introduced by a mutual friend
Though I’ve since thought twice if they were
You told me your name was Cassandra
The most beautiful name I had heard

That night went by in a fabulous daze
I woke up with you adorning my bed
But I didn’t know then you’d begun your campaign
Of stealing away all the dreams in my head

Take a cup full of cruelty
And a measure of beauty
Mix it well with hot anger
I give you Cassandra
Lick the spoon clean of lust
Not a trace there of trust
An insatiable hunger
I could not say no to Cassandra

A year had gone by with you at my side
I wasn’t the bravo I’d been when we met
I lived for your favor and begged for your touch
No more a man, more like your pet

My awakening came when I unlocked the door
To the room that we shared, rent paid by me
And found you in bed with our mutual friend
Caught in the act, but at last I was free

Take a cup full of cruelty
And a measure of beauty
Mix it well with hot anger
I give you Cassandra
Lick the spoon clean of lust
Not a trace there of trust
An insatiable hunger
I could not say no to Cassandra

A cup full of cruelty
A measure of beauty
Such hunger and anger
No man could say no to Cassandra

Cassandra


I ate until my stomach turned
Drank until the room went sideways
Took what wasn't mine to take
And laughed fit to bust
There's a consolation in ruin
Maybe you’ll find it comforting
When you stop pretending virtue
Means a goddamn thing

The body wants what the body wants
And the body wants it all
We're all rotting anyway
Might as well rot full

This is the feast at the end of the world
Where the sinners and the saints all dine
Pass the wine, pass the flesh, pass the poison
We're all running out of time

Met a girl who said she'd save me
I corrupted her by Tuesday
Now she's stealing from her father
Before she ups and runs away
There's a certain kind of freedom
In doing what you will
A wolf doesn't apologize
For eating what it kills

The body wants what the body wants
And the body wants it all
We're all rotting anyway
Might as well rot full

This is the feast at the end of the world
Where the gluttons and the saints all dine
Pass the wine, pass the flesh, pass the poison
We're all running out of time

This is the feast at the end of the world
Where the sinners and the saints all dine
Pass the wine, pass the flesh, pass the poison
We're all running out of time

We were always running out of time
Yeah, we were always out of time
Always out of time...

The Feast at the End of the World

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