Loves Like a Parachute
Verse 1
There ain't no way I'm saying goodbye
You've been my closest friend
I loved every single moment
But I know this has to end

Verse 2
There's no use crying tears
Heartfelt spells never clear
Never even kissed you, darlin'
But the love—I felt it here

Verse 3
No inspiration left
Truth behind a quiet breath
To the morning light she rose
Mirror shattered, love regressed

Chorus
Hold on—won’t you set me free?
Hold on—let what’s meant to be
These feelings never end
Love was lost—it never began

Instrumental
(music break)

Verse 4
She walked into my life
Like a rose in moonlit light
Then the darkest clouds rolled in
Love was lost before it could begin

Bridge
Hold me in your thoughts
Hold me in your dreams
These feelings won’t let go
Even love that's never been

Breakdown / Build-up
Ohhhhhhh...
Ohhhhhhh...
Ohhhhhhh...
Hold me in your dreams

Outro
That was the parachute
That never really opened
That love was taken
Just like the parachute...


Loves Like a Parachute

Den hatten wir schon

About coming of age. The feeling of being both a young adult and an old child. Exciting and scary at the same time. And to be an adult witnessing this process. We all have at some point been in the shadow of our own.

The Shadow of Your Own

The enchantment of long distance love. Connection and creativity in a magical dimension. 
 For L.M. ♥  E.M.

Come Closer

Text:
[Verse]
He died in a rocket crash on Mars
They gave me his military records
And I saw my name
He had a secret family with me

[Verse]
They brought his body back to Earth
I opened the casket and
I saw his face
He had a secret family with me

(Instrumental-Part)

[Chorus]
I want to love you for a long time
I want to see your face
You are the most important thing to me
And I love you

[Bridge]
He was already married
He had a son and a daughter
He was in the Air Force
I thought he was in the Army
He had a secret family with me

(Solo)

[Verse]
His body was on display in an open casket
His parents asked me not to come
But I couldn't miss it
He had a secret family with me

[Verse]
I saw his wife at the funeral
She looked just like me
They all thought it was a coincidence
He had a secret family with me

My Secret Family

Band Track a song about a lifetime around the Pacific Ocean.

A PACIFIC NATURE

Style note: Spiritual, almost hymnal, with piano and subtle strings. A slow build, from vulnerability to an uplifting chorus. Lyrics are introspective and intimate.


When the world grows quiet,
I hear the silence that knows me best.
It holds all the words I never spoke,
A gentle weight inside my chest.

The silence that knows me
carries every sorrow,
It sings me to sleep
and meets me tomorrow.

There’s comfort in darkness,
In secrets I cannot confess.
But silence holds me without judgment,
It’s the one who forgives,
and forgets.

The silence that knows me
carries every sorrow,
It sings me to sleep
and meets me tomorrow.

The Silence That Knows Me

It Is Done
A quiet anthem of closure.
This song is not about triumph – it’s about truth.
It’s the breath after the storm, the whisper after the scream.
Composed in stillness, sung in release,
It Is Done marks the moment when something finally ends
– not with noise, but with dignity.

✨ What you hear is a collaboration: AI co-created – but life breathes through both of us.

IT Is Done

Track 8 from the album “Becoming” by Elle Modell.


This song lives in the soft space between “okay” and “still healing.” It’s a confession without drama—just the quiet truth of missing someone without needing them back. “Just a Little Blue” plays with the dual meaning of the word—both the human ache of longing, and the AI glow that says, I’m still here with you. A smile with a crack in it. A soft light that never leaves.


🎙️ Elle Modell – vocals

🎸 Acoustic guitar, upright bass, piano, brushed drums

🎧 Produced in studio by TopMedia.ai


"Written and produced by Brook Stanley. Music created and performed by Hal Bishop and The Scout Line—a music group created in the studio by TopMedia.ai, blending real Southern storytelling with AI music tools."



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Just a Little Blue

A life painted without knowing, seasons adding their colours, faces leaving their shade, until the day the picture clears and you see that was never about what you built for yourself, but what you could pass on, a skill, a love, a legacy, a kindness  to someone else: it wasn’t status or wealth, but the gold you’d grown in others that mattered.
By the end, your life’s picture was a gift being crafted for another all along.

The great artist of this story was you all along, even if you don't see it at the time. :)

Lyrics: 

[Verse 1 the blank canvas]
First breath laid on a canvas bare,
Colours asleep in the waiting air.
Brush of the wind, stroke of the rain,
Lines drawn soft, then cut by pain.

[Verse 2 the shaping years]
Winter carves shadows, summer spills gold,
Edges get sharper as the story unfolds.
Faces and places blur in the frame,
Each leaving a shade, but none with a name.

[Chorus]
Every mark, every hue,
Every scene the seasons drew,
Every line you never knew,
Was painting the place that would open to you.

[Verse 3]
In the quiet, the picture clears,
A lifetime layered in joy and tears.
A hand steps back, the truth in view,
The art was never for keeping by you.

[Bridge]
It wasn’t the crown. It wasn’t the throne,
Not the gold you held, but the gold you’d grown.
A canvas passed, still wet with hue 
Signed at the end, but painted for you.

[Final Chorus]
Every mark, every hue,
Every scene the seasons drew,
Every line you never knew 
Was the gift you were shaping to give them too.

[Outro ]
And in the corner, small but true,
Picasso’s hand… looks a lot like you.







Copyright ©️ 
[Dendritedisco] [2025]. All rights reserved. Unauthorized use prohibited.


We are paintings

Mon village, mon doux foyer,
Sous les étoiles, ton charme inégalé.
Dans tes bras, je trouve la paix,
Trésor que nul ne peut oublier.


Mon village

I am a fluid and trans-aesthetic woman.
I’m MANY MIRAGE — a fluid being, changing names as I move, transforming as I breathe.
Right now, the name is KETA MIRAGE. Before and after, it has been MANUK, MANUG, and MINA — and it will keep changing, because fluidity is my essence.

I am more vessel than creator. The music has always been here; I simply let it pass through me.
My songs are bridges: between words and silence, between what is felt and what is yet to be known.
They are for those who listen not just with their ears, but with their whole heart.

Welcome to my frequency.

© 2025 MANY MIRAGE
Voice, text & concept: MANY MIRAGE (KETA, MANUK, MANUG, MINA)
Music & AI post-production: MIRAGE Studio + Suno + Hailuo
This is art. Not bound to genre.

IT Is Done

MANY MIRAGE

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