When the rain falls down.
It can numb your brain.
When the rain won't stop.
You could go insane.
When the rain falls down.
You are forced to face.
That the rain goes on.
That the rain remains.

Out of the valley, we roam.
Into clear blue skies.
One more step toward home.
Where the blue birds fly.

When the rain comes down.
It washes away.
Through the endless rain.
You have no escape.
When the rain won't stop.
When the rain decays. 
Watch the raindrops fall.
Watch the raindrops fade.

Out of the valley, we roam.
Into golden skies.
Outwards towards your goal.
As the eagle flies.

Rain [Interlude]

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SOS - T OWENZ

PuBLiC NuiSaNCe

PRoTeCTeD

the first self-produced single “Pour Nous” will be released out of nowhere on October 18, 2024. A mix of rock ballad and instrumental jam.

Pour Nous (Preview)

Where the real ones at?  WE OUTSIDE BABY

https://www.youtube.com/@TheReal33Recordz

Where The Real Ones At (feat. Arn Invincible)

See Me Now

Memoirs of a Portal Explorer

A stately R&B vow shaped by loss, loyalty, and old-world silence.

ELON-VEN-0320 - The Ten-Day Vow

🎵 LIPSTICK ON THE RIM

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[Intro – Spoken/Sung, cheeky]

Mmm… you see that mark?
Yeah, that one’s mine.
And trust me, baby —
there’s more where that came from.


---

[Verse 1]

Caught you staring at my glass,
tryin’ to read the shade I wear.
It’s called “Heartbreak Red,” darling —
matches trouble I don’t spare.
You smile like you’re immune,
like you’re safe from what I bring —
but every man who thinks he is
ends up learning what it means.


---

[Pre-Chorus]

I’m sweet for about a minute,
then the sugar starts to sting —
don’t say I didn’t warn you
when you feel that little cling.


---

[Chorus]

See that lipstick on the rim?
Baby, that’s a warning sign.
I leave marks you can’t get rid of,
I stain hearts the way I shine.
You think you can wipe me off
like a spill you didn’t spill —
but sugar, I’m the poison,
and you’re mistaking me for pills.


---

[Verse 2]

You say you like a “wild girl”?
Oh honey, that’s a rookie wish.
I’m the type that leaves you dizzy,
not the type you wanna fix.
You think you’re running the game?
Cute — but boy, let’s not pretend.
By the time you catch your breath,
I’m already at your end.


---

[Pre-Chorus]

I smile like I’m harmless,
but the truth ain’t soft or sweet —
you’ll be saving little souvenirs
from the nights you couldn’t sleep.


---

[Chorus]

See that lipstick on the rim?
Baby, that’s a warning sign.
I leave marks you can’t get rid of,
I stain hearts the way I shine.
You think you can wipe me off
like a spill you didn’t spill —
but sugar, I’m the poison,
and you’re mistaking me for pills.


---

[Bridge – Ska Rhythm Drops, Horns Answer Phrases]

Ooh, you thought you had control?
That’s adorable — bless your soul.
You stepped into the fire slow,
and now you’re burning head to toe.
Try to scrub me off your skin —
but darling, I just sink right in.


---

[Final Chorus – Bigger, Brassier, More Attitude]

See that lipstick on the rim?
Baby, that’s my signature.
Once you taste the heat I bring,
there ain’t no cure, no clean, no blur.
You thought you’d shake me easy —
oh, how cute your little thrill…
But baby, I’m the poison —
and you never stood a chance
against my spill.


---

[Outro – Spoken, sly grin]

Wipe it, wash it, rub it, hide it…
doesn’t matter, sweetheart.
My mark sticks.
Better get used to it.

🎵 LIPSTICK ON THE RIM

it’s all alright.oh
On earth the color of my skin
I walk, tracing every crack
And every time the ground is broken
I somehow grow back.
When I look up—
a hawk cuts sideways, dives,
then flips its wings
and rises again.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
One lone pine clings to the rock face—
you survived every tragedy there.
A dandelion’s fragile seeds
lift in the air,
carried by the wind—
floating up, drifting far,
and softly, softly
they touch the ground.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
oh  oh   oh
oh  oh   oh
Wherever I may be,
I’ll beat my wings with all I’ve got.
Wherever I arrive,
I’ll live on—that’s my shot.
People act, pretend a bit—
but maybe that’s alright.
Yeah, it’s alright,
it’s all alright.
la  la   la   la   la   la
la  la   la   la   la   la
la  la   la   la   la   la
la  la   la   la   la   la
it’s alright,
When I look up—
a hawk cuts sideways, dives,
then flips its wings
and rises again.
carried by the wind—
floating up, drifting far,
and softly, softly
they touch the ground.
oh  oh   oh
carried by the wind—
floating up, drifting far,
and softly, softly
they touch the ground.
People act, pretend a bit—
but maybe that’s alright.
Yeah, it’s alright,
it’s all alright.
People act, pretend a bit—
but maybe that’s alright.
Yeah, it’s alright,
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.
oh  oh   oh
oh  oh   oh
oh  oh   oh
oh  oh   oh
oh  oh   oh
it’s all alright.
it’s all alright.


Classical,World,Folk,Funk,Blues,Soul,Country,Jazz グランドピアノ　美しい日本的メロディ　弾き語り　エフェクトなしballad ソロ　トリオfank

一本松に鷹 A Hawk from One Pine 〜

London based Northern-Irish singer-songwriter.

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Winnie Ama