He leans on the glass and watches her go The sun hits her hair It's a golden glow Does she know Does she see This boy framed by the window like a movie scene Hey girl Do you see me Standing here in my reverie Hey girl Am I just air…

The sky is heavy Clouds won't break A quiet storm The heartache aches Words like arrows Sharp and mean But love's a fight Not always clean Torn apart But still we mend Is this the start or just the end Love can hurt It cuts It…

In the quiet of the morning haze, It drifts beneath the silver trees, No sound escapes, no word betrays, The sorrow stitched in memories. It’s carrying a weight no one else can see, A shadow made of silent history, Every step, a whispered…

Under neon clouds and faded signs, It moves through walls and crooked lines, Glass heart beating underneath— A ghost of what it used to be. It’s carrying a weight no one else can see, Invisible chains in the melody, Smiling through the…

Woke up dizzy like a spinning top Your name's a whisper I can't stop Is it magic or just the caffeine? Heart's a drumline Skipping beats unseen Is it love or just a dream? Is it real or what it seems? Tell me now Don't make me wait…

wrote some ambient to reflect some of the positive momentum in life. #REM Oct '25.

He looks into a maelstrom of fragmented thoughts and half-remembered faces. The dust claims it all in the end, leaving just incomplete remnants of indecipherable emotion. --- Freesound Sample Used (and it's buried deep, deep in there…