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We Had A Better Tim...
Max Donovan

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Max Donovan
Max Donovan is a Los Angeles-based singer-songwriter known for his soulful melodies and evocative storytelling. Born into the heart of Hollywood, Max was surrounded by the entertainment industry from a young age. His father, a dedicated sound and lighting technician named Michael Donovan, spent his life behind the scenes, setting up the intricate systems that brought movies to life. His mother, Elena Pierce, is a seasoned actress who has appeared in several supporting roles in both film and television, adding a touch of on-screen magic to his upbringing.

Growing up amidst the hustle and bustle of film sets, Max developed a deep appreciation for the arts. While his father's tales of the golden days of Hollywood fascinated him, it was the emotional resonance of music that truly captured his heart.

Encouraged by his parents, he began exploring various instruments and writing songs during his teenage years. His family's blend of technical expertise and artistic flair inspired Max to create music that is both thoughtfully composed and deeply personal.

Max's debut single, "We Had A Better Time," is a heartfelt homage to the stories his father shared about the past. The song blends nostalgic lyrics with contemporary acoustic sounds, reflecting on simpler times and the enduring bonds of family.

The track has garnered attention for its sincerity and relatability, marking Max as a promising new voice in the music scene. When he's not in the studio, you might catch Max performing at local venues across LA, carrying on his family's legacy in the entertainment world.

We Had A Better Time (ft Jason Harper)

Max Donovan


I remember LA streets
Cruisin' down Sunset in the haze
Back when life was so sweet
Golden days living through a craze

Music played through the night
We were young felt so right

Those years were gold
Bright and bold
Now stories told
Hearts grown cold

We had a better time (yeah better time!)
When the world was free (world was free)
Now they’ve crossed the line (crossed the line)
What do we see? (do we see)
A city lost in misery (misery)

Neon signs and wild dreams
We were kings we ruled the scene
Now it’s not what it seems
Lost the spark the soul the sheen

People now chase empty gold
Trade their hearts lose their hold

Those years were gold
Bright and bold
Now stories told
Hearts grown cold

We had a better time (yeah better time!)
When the world was free (world was free)
Now they’ve crossed the line (crossed the line)
What do we see? (do we see)
A city lost in misery (misery)

Yearning for the
Golden days

Those years were gold
Bright and bold
Now stories told
Hearts grown cold

Back then the city had a pulse
a rhythm and a beat
Fast cars big dreams
livin' life on repeat
From the Walk of Fame
to the Venice Beach sands
Every corner every block
magic in our hands
Skateboards on the boulevard
neon lights aglow
Fashion trends music bends
the energy would flow
We were rebels in the night
no chains could hold us back
Now it's shadows of the past
memories we lack
Chasing paper losing soul
where did passion go?
Grit and glory now just stories
lost in hollow glow
Once a city full of life
now it's just a ghost
Echoes of the laughter
it's the past we miss the most

We had a better time (yeah better time!)
When the world was free (world was free)
Now they’ve crossed the line (crossed the line)
What do we see? (do we see)
A city lost in misery (misery)

We had a better time (yeah better time!)
When the world was free (world was free)
Now they’ve crossed the line (crossed the line)
What do we see? (do we see)
A city lost in misery (misery)

CREDITS
Performer: Max Donovan
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Season's Closure
Aria Collins

Verified Verified Artist

Aria Collins
When the orb of the music industry introduces another jewel into its glittering galaxy, it isn't often you come across a gem like Aria Collins – an "Alternative" genre artist painting our auditory landscape with hues of hope. The artist who owns the spotlight of the Season’s Closure single is notorious for her upbeat, hopeful aura which she insists on weaving into all her melodies.

Collins hails from a cacophonic family of eight, each deciphering their own tune in the bustling soundscape of Las Vegas. It’s in this familial symphony that she picked up her love for music. Accidentally grabbing her brother’s guitar instead of the fireplace poker one winter, a flicker of rhythm flowed through her. Half a strum in, and Aria knew how to summon the smoky, soulful voice that would encapsulate her entire musical career. They always say art comes from chaos. With seven siblings, Aria had plenty to tap into.

Collins is as unpredictable as a shuffling playlist; the appealing paradox of straying from the status quo, yet seamlessly syncing with her audience's vibe. Expect everything from thought-provoking lyrics, a platter of chaotic, raw emotion delivered with such polish, it'll make the silver spoon look like a teaspoon. And dare we mention, her humor dances on the fine line between I-can't-breathe-laughing and appalling. She once staged a mini concert on a hitchhiker’s bus ride only to end it with a dramatic pantomime of “tactical falling”, much to the intrigue of the passengers. Aria Collins, ladies and gentlemen, a small package carrying a vast musical universe within her, promising a journey you won’t forget.
Track(s)
Season's Closure 26545 02:35

Season's Closure

Aria Collins


I found you out on the shoreline
While waitin' for the undertow
A whisper of the divine
A map to take me home

Hotter than the summer air
We tore our nights apart
Tanglin' our toes
Sun in our head
Ooh
You had my heart

Then the 34 North wind came
Coast had somethin' unsettling to say
Suddenly sun-touched skin was so cold on mine
And then I lost you to time

Even hotter than the summer air
We tore our nights apart
Tanglin' our toes
Sun in our head
You had my heart

And in those moments
I knew
That it wouldn't last long
But you did
Too
And now my nighttimes sing this song (It goes)

"So hot" ("Hot" is how we both said "hello")
Hotter than the summer air
(A night a kiiism the first time our lips touched in the mellow)
We tore our nights apart
(A funny ha-ha when I laughed so hard at your nostrils'
Twitch-twitch-twitch in and out like while out on Caddy's estuvo swim)
Tanglin' our toes
Sun in our head
(We planned for no okay-vacation)
You had my heart
(We unplugged where the sun always shone)

CREDITS
Performer: Aria Collins
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Viva Pulso
Auralink

Viva Pulso

Auralink



¡Viva el sistema!
¡Viva el sistema!

¡Viva el sistema!
Vamos
Ritmo
Poder

¡Sube!
Libre
Control
¡Viva!

CREDITS
Performer: Auralink
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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I’m The Lighter
Elira Vayne

Verified Verified Artist

Elira Vayne
With a name synonymous with the hauntingly beautiful waters of Ohrid, North Macedonia, Elira Vayne is your go-to dance diva with a twist. Part French, part Albanian, and 100% maverick, Vayne gives dance music a refreshing Balkan edge.

Born to the lullaby of a mandolin on Ohrid's shores, Elira was raised with the zest of Albania and the charm of France running through her veins. As if algae-ridden waters and sun-lit picnic spots out of posters whispered into her ears, everyone wondered, "Does Ohrid govern the sounds she creates?" And in a quaint voice, she would almost always blush and say, "Mais oui, and a bit of Marseille jazz too."

By the time teenage took over, the rhythm of the mandolin turned to jazz in the pulsating heart of Marseille. There, in a music sklearnamediciabacked alley bistro turned vocal studio, she trained some more in the gallant art of French jazz vocals. Little did she know that her cultural potpourri would give birth to a new music sensation: the vivacious tones of French Electronica blended with raw Balkan folklore.

Never leaving her roots far behind, each album cover of Elira's embroiders a rich tapestry of Balkan texture. In contrast, her songs hum with the vibe of French electronic dance music, mostly with her biggest hit yet, "I'm The Lighter". You can feel the happy energy as potent as the Ohrid sun, making her music a cocktail of infectious melodies under the umbrella contract of Filodyo. And quite frankly, it's this sun-soaked, high spirited party in the Byzantines' backyard that sets Elira Vayne on a league above your usual dance floor DJs.
Track(s)
I’m The Lighter 85236 02:30

I’m The Lighter

Elira Vayne



Cracked screen no calls today
Left the charger on the train
They said time would wash it out
But my clock’s been playing games

Can’t decode your morse-like moods
Every tone’s a sharp excuse
I lit fires you never saw
Guess it’s time to cut it loose

Let me breathe without your shadow (ah)
Every step I’m climbing higher (yeah)
Didn’t fold didn’t borrow
I’m the spark I’m the lighter
(wooh ay-ay let it burn)

Calendar full of crossed-out plans
Turned the silence into stance
No parade no grand goodbyes
But I danced inside the crash

Used to bend till I dissolved
Now I sculpt from where I broke
This new world don’t need your laws
I evolve and I revoke

Let me breathe without your shadow (mmm)
Every step I’m climbing higher (uh)
Didn’t fold didn’t borrow
I’m the spark I’m the lighter
(yeah-yeah wooh let it burn)

Ooh-ohh ohh
No more codes to crack
I’m off this map

CREDITS
Performer: Elira Vayne
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Velvet Routine (fea...
Mark Martian

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Mark Martian
Mark Martian is one of the most elusive figures in the music world, and his mysterious persona has left many fans wondering—could he really be from Mars?

Known for using the alias Martian Mark during his collaborations, this enigmatic producer has somehow managed to evade the spotlight completely. No interviews, no photos, no videos—Mark is practically a ghost. Some say it’s part of his brand, while others speculate wildly. Who knows?

Maybe while Elon Musk dreams of building colonies on Mars, Mark’s already here, quietly making beats after hitching a ride from the Red Planet’s first neighborhood.

Despite the secrecy surrounding him, one thing’s clear: Mark’s music speaks volumes. His deep house tracks pulse with interstellar vibes, his pop productions are out-of-this-world catchy, and his funk grooves are, well, otherworldly.

Whether he’s blending cosmic synths with soulful beats or dropping funk-infused rhythms, his style keeps listeners hooked and guessing. You can hear his work across platforms, but his music truly shines on Filodyo, where you might catch the next great Martian anthem—if he doesn’t beam it up first.
Track(s)
Run With the Fire 117036 02:49
Algo Rhthym 219950 05:32
Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose) 114005 02:34
Runnin (feat Tae) 28331 02:42
We Go Higher (ft Karen) 29018 02:52
Tell Me 31890 03:16
Memories 48054 05:12
Lonely Hearts 28761 03:02
Be Yourself 27800 02:48
It Is Hard (Each Day) 29420 02:53
This Love Is Our Battlefield 29599 02:54

Velvet Routine (feat Lillian Rose)

Mark Martian


We dress like rebels drink like kings
Same old chaos in designer things
Speeches echo boots still march
Only the lighting's changed the arch

It’s a velvet routine — tailored lies in satin thread
We spin the wheel again pretend we’ve never bled
Gold-plated futures on rusted tracks
What’s next is just what’s looking back

Neon prophets selling calm
Wrapped in vinyl dripping charm
We nod and smile like we forgot
That every screen was once a plot

It’s a velvet routine
stitched with charm
and powdered shame
A silver loop of past parades
just under a new name
Gold-plated futures on rusted tracks
What’s next is just what’s looking back

Spin it once more
the record knows the drill
New shoes same dance same bitter pill

CREDITS
Performer: Mark Martian
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Pieces Of Tomorrow
Glass Orchard

Verified Verified Artist

Glass Orchard
Glass Orchard: underdogs from Iceland's burgeoning musical arena, who've taken indie beats and songwriting to a whole new Frosty level. Headed by a commanding male lead supported by a dynamic duo of keyboardists, they're melting all sorts of icy musical conventions.

Born under the northern lights of Reykjavik, they're often joked as the "fruity version" of Sigur Rós. Our main man pulls emotional threads like a seasoned weaver, belting out raw, hearty verses that contrast blissfully against the soft twinkling of the keyboards, played by our male-female dynamic duo. And boy, do they peel back the layers!

Their most noteworthy track, "Pieces of Tomorrow", tantalizingly teeters between radio-friendly pop and their native avant-garde sound. It’s like biting into an enchanted apple; filled with textured layers of auditory delight. Get ready to chomp down to get a taste of the future through their fresh, clairvoyant tunes.

Once you've had a bite of Glass Orchard, you'll understand why Iceland's not just famous for their geysers and quirky mayor. Much like their namesake, they reflect a myriad of perspectives under one musical roof. Sweet, tangy, and reliably crisp, Glass Orchard’s music serves us delicious pieces of tomorrow, today.
Track(s)
Pieces Of Tomorrow 90501 04:43

Pieces Of Tomorrow

Glass Orchard


I remember
Little pieces
Little pieces
Of tomorrow

I woke up in a moving city
With your message on my phone
Saying nothing lasts forever
But I hate the word alone

There were faces in the window
There were names I couldn’t place
I was dancing through the morning
Trying not to see your face

I don’t wanna fall back
I don’t wanna fade out
I don’t wanna stand still
Waiting for the same sound

If the night is broken
Let the beat repair it
If my heart is open
I’m not scared to wear it

Piece by piece
I come alive
Little lights
Inside my mind

Beat by beat
I feel the fire
You were gone
But I got higher

Piece by piece
I’m not the same
I lost you once
But found my name

Oh-oh-oh
I come alive
Piece by piece
I come alive

Come alive
Come alive
Piece by piece
I come alive

Come alive
Come alive
Little pieces
Of tomorrow

I kept walking through the static
With my shadow next to me
Every heartbreak has a rhythm
If you let the body breathe

I was more than what you left with
More than tears on bathroom tiles
Now the bassline pulls me forward
And I’m learning how to smile

I don’t wanna fall back
I don’t wanna fade out
I don’t wanna stand still
Waiting for the same sound

If the night is broken
Let the beat repair it
If my heart is open
I’m not scared to wear it

Piece by piece
I come alive
Little lights
Inside my mind

Beat by beat
I feel the fire
You were gone
But I got higher

Piece by piece
I’m not the same
I lost you once
But found my name

Oh-oh-oh
I come alive
Piece by piece
I come alive

Maybe love is not a place
Maybe home can change its shape
Maybe all the things we lose
Turn into another way

I don’t need the past to call
I don’t need the door unlocked
I can be the one who breaks
And still becomes the song

Piece by piece
I come alive
Little lights
Inside my mind

Beat by beat
I feel the fire
You were gone
But I got higher

Piece by piece
I’m not the same
I lost you once
But found my name

Oh-oh-oh
I come alive
Piece by piece
I come alive

I remember
Little pieces
Little pieces
Of tomorrow

Piece by piece
I come alive

CREDITS
Performer: Glass Orchard
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Tales from Harlem
Brick Lords

Verified Verified Artist

Brick Lords
Hailing straight from the heart of Harlem, the notorious quintet, Brick Lords, has been serving up a potent cocktail of old school rap since their genesis.

An assemblage teeming with character, within this unique ensemble, we find Biggie Bricks (real name, Jamal Thompson), the de-facto leader and lyricist; Lil' Grout (born Angel Martinez), the charismatic hype man; Bricksy Ross (truly known as Desmond Jones), the mysterious trap-lord; Mortar Mike (Mike Johnson in the real world), the laid-back beat master, and Cinder "the Block" Parker (dubbed Clara Parker at birth), the feisty and soulful female vocalist who adds a unique twist to the group's sound.

The Brick Lords was born out of a shared love for rhythm, rhymes, and the raw, gritty atmosphere of their native Harlem streets, baptizing themselves Brick Lords because, well, they were originally just some kids slamming beats and rhymes on brick walls. And just as bricks fit one on top of the other, building something substantial, so too did the Brick Lords build something substantial out of their close-knit group dynamic.

Their music, a delightful blend of old school rap with a hint of modern-day flair, is lauded for its authenticity and palpable energy, resonating with audiences worldwide. Notably, their signature song "What's Going On (Clean)" quickly escalated to become an anthem for their generation, showcasing their genuine artistry while divulging the realities of life in Harlem.

Amidst punchy beats, witty lyricism, and a touch of brick-and-mortar realness, the story of the Brick Lords is as engaging as their music. Resolute in their ambitious deliverance of old school rap, these urban poets have cemented themselves into the solid foundation of Harlem's music scene, and dare we say it, they're brickin' amazing!
Track(s)
Hard Knock Life 76545 02:15
What's Going On (Clean) 27466 02:26
Tales from Harlem 38046 03:58

Tales from Harlem

Brick Lords


Yeah
'bout to enter
A new era of Harlem hip-hop
The streets of Harlem
They tell these stories to me

Struggle
Life movin' fast
Juggle
It's spiral now
That's my soul jumpin' over puddles
Walks down 110th
Whispers of lost lovers
We stand in the midst of the band's discovery
Temptation's just a calm life away from survival
Only thang stay in focus is my rival
Need you
Know what I mean
We shifted our tribe for a fiend
It was a trap but we alive
Need an electric boogaloo
Sippin' matcha tea in Malibu
Staying silent with the crew perhaps
The island be spinning last acts of greed
Gotta see that you may never be my speed

The streets of Harlem
They tell these stories told
With unpolished
Feel me
We gon' crack a code
Get that bag
And then we split it with the load
On Bodega cashers
They gon' know
The streets of Harlem
They tell these stories to me
Raw
From the heart
Straight organically
Get that bag
Then we split it with the family
Bodega cashers
They gon' see

Jump when them cops shout
Some came from outta town
And me
Right here been my home about thirty miles
From the central park
Harlem nights found a crown
Couple that got decrep' and shady with foul actions
I'm in the job that's got me screamin fuck rations
My two feet more than defeat over the soil
When parked up I'm getting spoiled
They had coals on 125th
It was real loyal
Bro goddamn
All of us are grinnin like
"What's your plan?"
Stayin solid down to it when we dead game's gettin a bit nuts
Even the air smellin' like glamour and envy
We bet not get stuck
But come and help us
When the universe give us the chance
We glowed up
New cloth
She said her grandma was elusive too
My gramps
Come see his tape too
He just turned dirt over with his right hand
Fill a pot with plants
Woke up the clan
Blue line

CREDITS
Performer: Brick Lords
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

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Flip That City
Minerva Sound

Verified Verified Artist

Minerva Sound
Minerva Sound is a five-piece from Bristol, UK, blending glossy disco-pop, neo-soul harmonies, and tight live grooves. The lineup: Malik Rhodes (lead vocal), Tyrone Ellis (vocal/MC), Owen Calder (guitar/bass), Emily Price (vocal/keys), and producer Felix Dunn (drum machines, synths, arrangements). Born out of late-night jam sessions and warehouse sets, they forged a sound that marries hook-heavy choruses with rhythmic precision and rich vocal stacks.

Their debut single, “Flip That City,” captures the group’s signature pulse: rubbery bass, syncopated organ stabs, hand-clap drive, and call-and-response vocals that snap into a euphoric refrain. Lyrically, it zooms in on urban momentum—small choices, quick turns, and the thrill of switching lanes—delivered with swagger and a live-band spark.

Available exclusively on Filodyo, Minerva Sound is poised to turn venues into dance floors across the UK and beyond—one chorus, one groove, one flipped skyline at a time.
Track(s)
Flip That City 345238 03:05

Flip That City

Minerva Sound


Flip it flip it come alive
Turn the dial feel the vibe
City’s pulse jumping high
We don’t stop—we multiply

Smoke in the air bass hits the ground
Feet in the crowd hearts pound around
Spotlight flicks beat rides the sound
Hands in the air lost then found

Shout with me let the rhythm ride
No more still—in this groove we hide
Flip the night on its neon edge
On our mark—pledge to the ledge

Flip that city flip it higher (Hey!)
Flip that city beat the fire (Hey!)
Flip that city where we belong (Yeah!)
Flip that city dance along (Yeah!)

Streetlight jumps when the bass drops low
Crowd moves as the speakers blow
Every step locks into sky-high flow
One more wave—ready set go

Shout with me let the rhythm ride
No more still—in this groove we hide
Flip the night on its neon edge
On our mark—pledge to the ledge

Flip that city flip it higher (Hey!)
Flip that city beat the fire (Hey!)
Flip that city where we belong (Yeah!)
Flip that city dance along (Yeah!)

Flip it—turn around
Flip it—sound the ground
Flip it—up the heat
Flip it—feel the beat

Flip that city flip it higher (Hey!)
Flip that city beat the fire (Hey!)
Flip that city where we belong (Yeah!)
Flip that city dance along (Yeah!)

CREDITS
Performer: Minerva Sound
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

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Folded into You
No Witnesses Left

Folded into You

No Witnesses Left



CREDITS
Performer: No Witnesses Left
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

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Never Barefoot
The Syrphids

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The Syrphids
The Syrphids’ journey began in the vibrant streets of Birmingham, where their distinct sound emerged from a collision of personal influences and bold experimentation.

Each member brings a unique flavor to the band's overall dynamic—blending raw, emotive vocals with intricate guitar riffs, rhythmic basslines, and atmospheric synth layers. Their music strikes a balance between the unpredictability of alternative rock and the infectious melodies of indie pop, creating an eclectic sound that is both challenging and accessible.

What sets The Syrphids apart is their ability to navigate complex emotional themes, delivering lyrics that resonate deeply while still maintaining an undeniably catchy, crowd-pleasing vibe.

Their live performances are a spectacle of energy and emotion, where their chemistry as a band shines brightest. The Syrphids have a knack for turning intimate venues into electrifying spaces, with each song building on the momentum of the last.

Their setlists are carefully curated to take listeners on a journey—whether it's through soulful ballads that tug at heartstrings or high-octane anthems that ignite the crowd. This ability to command the stage has earned them a growing fanbase, not just in Birmingham but across the UK, with audiences captivated by their authenticity and musical craftsmanship.

As The Syrphids look toward the future, their ambitions are clear: to continue evolving their sound while staying true to the experimental roots that first brought them together. With several EPs already under their belt and plans for a full-length album on the horizon, the band is poised to break through to even broader audiences.

Their commitment to innovation, coupled with their undeniable talent, ensures that The Syrphids will continue to be a force in the indie music scene, challenging conventions and capturing the hearts of listeners around the world.
Track(s)
Never Barefoot 157644 04:14
I Carry Your Love 29224 02:54
Single Kiss 30049 02:57
Runnin' Wild 25545 02:30
Hold The Heart With Rap Version) 40344 04:25
Hold The Heart 37280 03:45

Never Barefoot

The Syrphids


I was barefoot in the silence
dreaming of laces I could never tie
They told me “Leave your shoes behind”
but my feet were burning on holy ground

Back then the glass windows whispered
shops were cathedrals I couldn’t enter
Every sneaker a forbidden scripture
every boot a sermon I couldn’t keep
I walked with shadows on the pavement
carrying blisters instead of crowns

Now every aisle feels like confession
plastic bags my rosaries
boxes stacked like psalms unspoken
I kneel but I never pray

I can’t walk barefoot anymore
the echoes of my hunger follow me
God once said “Take off your shoes”
but He never felt these cracks in me
So I buy another pair I’ll never wear
just to silence the ghost of that child staring
at the glass at the glass at the glass

Leather tongues speak louder than my own
rubber soles drown out my guilt
Every purchase is a broken hymn
every closet a confessional built
I don’t wear them I collect my scars
like trophies of battles I never fought

The past still laces up my ankles
pulling tight with phantom strings
No barefoot freedom in the morning
just a graveyard made of things

I can’t walk barefoot anymore
the echoes of my hunger follow me
God once said “Take off your shoes”
but He never felt these cracks in me
So I buy another pair I’ll never wear
just to silence the ghost of that child staring
at the glass at the glass at the glass

Empty shoes like empty prayers
lining up my hallway shrine
I am both thief and worshipper
stealing time wasting time

I can’t walk barefoot anymore
the pavement bleeds the silence roars
God once said “Take off your shoes”
but He never stood in this hunger before
So I’ll keep on buying keep on binding
never fitting never finding…
and the child in the glass walks with me still

CREDITS
Performer: The Syrphids
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Lost in the Sound
Alice Scott

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Alice Scott
Alice Scott emerges from the vibrant streets of New York, where the pulse of the city intertwines with her soulful melodies and jazzy rhythms. Her musical journey began in the cozy corners of local cafés, where she fine-tuned her craft amidst a backdrop of eclectic sounds and intimate performances. With genres ranging from jazz to lo-fi pop and soul, Alice's catalog is a tapestry of emotional exploration, where each track resonates with the bittersweet essence of life’s fleeting moments. Songs like "Lost in the Sound" capture her reflective nature, painting vivid pictures of nostalgia and longing through poignant lyrics and lush arrangements.

Her artistic identity is a fusion of old-school charm and contemporary sensibilities, often drawing inspiration from the rich history of jazz while seamlessly incorporating modern production techniques. Alice's work invites listeners into a world where chill vibes meet deep emotional currents, making every listening experience a personal reflection. As she continues to evolve, Alice Scott remains dedicated to expressing the complexities of the human experience, crafting soundscapes that linger long after the last note fades away.
Track(s)
Lost in the Sound 22857 02:32

Lost in the Sound

Alice Scott


Thoughts collide as I reflect
Searching for what I can't connect
Every chord brings back your smile
But it's just an empty aisle

Time keeps moving yet I'm here
Holding on to what was dear
Words unspoken cloud my view
Moments lost but still feel you

Hey can you hear me?
I'm lost in the sound
Gripping tight can't let go
Of the warmth of you
Will I find my way through?

Every twist brings back your name
Searching for a spark to reclaim
But I breathe I choose to dance
Finding strength in every chance

Letting go of what we've known
Building paths where love has grown
Every heartbeat every sound
New stories waiting to be found

Hey can you hear me?
I'm lost in the sound
Gripping tight can't let go
Of the warmth of you
Will I find my way through?

CREDITS
Performer: Alice Scott
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: notFM — notfm.com

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