Cover of a traditional folk song. Trigger warning - The song contains themes of suicide. Scratch track

NNABUIKE TOCHUKWU PAUL popularly known as BABA IBO was born on 20 FEBRUARY 2004 at ISOLO LAGOS STATE but his family is originally from ENUGU STATE. BABA IBO is a talented independent artist and as fought his way through the music industry. His…

Reg had an apiphany life is short and getting shorter so get on with it, whatever it is you need to get on with get on and get on with it ..... Get it on Go get your plan and tear it up Lets all start again Its…

Feat. Thetworegs. A collab inspired by studio time in Thetworegs basement with great bottles of wine. Good times, enjoy! Lyrics Thetworegs: His champagne supernova had crashed and burned Another page of the big book was turned the…

This is a song my late-night self apparently left for my morning self to think about. I admit it just keeps gnawing at me, maybe not in a good way. ... Nineteen, standing by the ocean for the first time Gazing long at the sea feeling the…

A song about being home, not so much geographically but in a settled, grounded kinda way... Working with what is and letting go of the things that don't serve me anymore. May it bring you peace as you listen. I'm home... I'm home... For…

“Coffee in the Rain” Drops are falling on my cup so plain Mixing coffee with the sky's champagne Clouds are whispering secrets in the air Every sip tastes like I’m halfway there Umbrella's broken but I don’t care Shoes are soaked but…

"Turn Away to See" The city's noise, the flashing lights, They paint a world in black and white. But somewhere past the neon glow, There's something deeper we should know. Close your eyes, step aside, Feel the silence open wide. Sometimes…

“Red Wine” Good times good friends good weekend Good red wine goin' in Like the water in a river Like the tide at the end of the day Red red red wine Runnin' through my mind Red red red wine Runnin' through my mind You're a runaway…

"May It Be Released" When the weight feels heavy, and the night is long, When your heart is weary, and the light feels gone, Take a breath, let go, let the river flow, May peace find you, let the healing grow. May anything that’s bothering…

Woke up to the sunrise, painted gold across the sky, Took a breath of morning air, let the worries pass me by. Ain’t got riches, ain’t got fame, but I’ve got love, and that’s okay, Counting blessings one by one, that’s the rhythm of my day…

This sonata was written in the wake of the COVID pandemic from 2021 to 2023. Its movements express my feelings about the madness of it all. Our world is unjust and only getting more terrifying with each passing year. May we find a way to overcome…

I wrote a poem and a song based on some experiences and dreams. Sunday Jazz Brunch (written for BC) I dream of us at Sunday jazz brunch Bacon, eggs, home fries, coffee, and jazz. Relaxing in our robes and slippers Reminiscing about…

A Funk-Rock song, very energetic

A Deep/House song

A track written and recorded for the Record Every Month Challenge in March 2025

Under the glow where the night hums light We gather close like moths in flight A feast of stars on silver plates Time melts fast yet it always waits Candles sway with the wind's soft tune Dancing shadows flirt with the moon Sip the…

The sun peeks through the morning haze, Golden light sets the world ablaze. Hand in hand, we take our time, Sipping coffee, love, and wine. The winter chill has said goodbye, Bluebirds dance across the sky. And with your laughter next…

Don't tell me the sky is falling You're gonna break my heart You look just like a friend I had But I don't remember you Come with me You'll be safe in my arms I'll hide you away Your mom won't know Your dad won't care Your sister's…

Don't shiver when it's cold outside Don't confuse a sense of place with pride We're first to see by the dawn's early light From the desk of Mr. Hortense Binette Change the stationary header make it say "We're all connected by the radio…

we can see all the damage done well you might be the lucky one i can see where you're coming from you just might be the fortunate one this is my final run, this is i can breathe when the race is run and i might be the only one you can…

Created as part of the SongCrafters.org Future fest. Argues that nothing actually exists.