۱۱۱ More to this (cover) Marc Scibilia

Psalms 18, Part 1

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Fading Star

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Cit Aikya 
Becomes 
My sight 
The willingness 
To move  
From my fright. 
Don’t perceive 
The attack 
It will put you 
In a state  
of lack 
It’s time  
To go back 
To a place  
That doesn’t  
keep track. 

The mind  
Is not 
White 
Or black. 
The perception 
May not be 
The fact. 
Oneness 
And awareness 
This is a  
State of 
Poetic clearness. 
The state of 
True conscientiousness 
My vision is 
The decision 
Of my original 
Nature. 

Original sin 
The crucifixion 
Where my mind 
Has been 
The lifting of 
The veil 
The understanding 
That all is not 
Necessarily real. 
Is it you 
That you feel 
Oneness 
And awareness 
The granting of 
The universal 
Harmonizing seal. 
Limitless and free 
Power and strength 
Abide in me. 

The mind  
Is not 
White 
Or black. 
The perception 
May not be 
The fact. 
Oneness 
And awareness 
This is a  
State of 
Poetic clearness. 
The state of 
True conscientiousness 
My vision is 
The decision 
Of my original 
Nature. 

Let go 
As my root 
Extends deep 
And my mind 
opens 
As my heart 
Embraces 
The awareness 
The presence 
Of a soul’s purpose 
And nature 
To love and serve

My True Nature

What It Takes

I’ve been fighting my own battles. 7 weeks sober now and it’s not easy. Some days I feel strong, other days I feel like I’m breaking.

That’s why this song matters to me.
‘Stop Judging’ is for everyone who’s been labeled, mocked, or written off.
People see the outside, but they don’t know the war inside.

This track is my answer.
Coming soon.

#StopJudging #CainAustin #NewMusic"

Stop Judging!

Empty House Blues

We sleepwalk into dreams that turn into nightmares as we wake

Deep Fake

I make the best of the worst I know

How Often

Text:
[Verse]
I was driving and she called me
I picked up and heard her cry
Told me how she's missing Mommy
So I turned around and drove all night

[Chorus]
'Cause she's on a dirt road
I had to get home
And give her a hug
Tell her
"I love you"
Yeah
I know it hurts
Though
But don't you worry
No
'Cause she's up above and lookin' out for you
Yeah
Your mother's now an angel
Mm-mm
Mm-mm

(solo)

[Verse 2]
There's a man who used to hold me
Had to let him go tonight
Said he didn't know what to do
I said
"Well
Buddy
Now you're lucky number two"

[Chorus]
'Cause she's on a dirt road
I had to get home
And give her a hug
Tell her
"I love you"
Yeah
I know it hurts
Though
But don't you worry
No
'Cause she's up above and lookin' out for you
Yeah
Your mother's now an angel
Mm-mm
Mm-mm

(solo)

[Bridge]
All that you could want
All that you could need
Well
Now she's up above and lookin' out for you
Your mother's now an angel

[Chorus]
'Cause she's on a dirt road
I had to get home
And give her a hug
Tell her
"I love you"
Yeah
I know it hurts
Though
But don't you worry
No
'Cause she's up above and lookin' out for you
Yeah
Your mother's now an angel

Your mother's now an angel

Text:
Verse 1:
I walk through signals fading slow,
In every light, a shadow grows.
The static hum inside my chest,
Keeps whispering what I confess.

Pre-Chorus:
I built a wall of sound and fear,
To keep the silence from drawing near.

Chorus:
I’m just echoes of myself,
Lost between the truth and someone else.
Can you hear me breaking down the shell?
I’m the voice I never meant to tell.

(solo)

Verse 2:
The mirrors lie but still they show,
The parts I killed to let love go.
Your name still burns beneath my skin,
A ghost that moves where I have been.

Pre-Chorus:
These wires hum like memories do,
I’m still electric when I think of you.

Chorus:
I’m just echoes of myself,
Lost between the truth and someone else.
Can you hear me breaking down the shell?
I’m the voice I never meant to tell.

Bridge:
There’s no sin in being broken,
No shame in what remains unspoken.
If I fall into the sound tonight,
Let me fade in flickering light.

(solo)

Final Chorus:
I’m just echoes of myself,
Calling from a quiet kind of hell.
But if you find me, ring the bell —
I’ll come home, invisible, but well.

Outro:
(Soft synth drones and vocal reverb fade)
“Echoes… of myself…”

Echoes of Myself

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My Dad was a truck driving, motorcycle riding redneck farmer who was a hard ass until he got older. Then he mellowed out

My Hardass Dad

Dutchmen living in Belgium, just across the border.

New music, hear it out

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