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Master Plan (feat N...
Sebastian

Verified Verified Artist

Sebastian
Introducing the globe-trotting dance dynamo, Sebastian, affectionally dubbed the 'Duke of Disco'. Born and raised among the vibrant and pulsating rhythms of Ibiza's legendary nightlife, Sebastian’s music etches smiles on the faces of anyone within earshot.

Sharpening his musical teeth on the sun-baked terraces of Spain's party capital, our indie ingénue soon became a stalwart figure within the local music scene. Known as much for his wicked sense of humor as for his irresistible beats, Sebastian's talent lies not only in songwriting but also in adding an auditory zest that’s like a surprise party for your eardrums.

His magnum opus, "Master Plan (feat Nora)", is the sparkling crown jewel of his dance floor couture. As unpredictable as a bull in a china shop and as spectacular as a shooting star, the track bursts with contagious energy. You’ll find yourself irresistibly entwined in a rhythmical rave, whether you’re shaking it out on the dance floor or boom-bombing your tedious Tuesday.

A maestro of merriment and melody, Sebastian serves up an infectious blend of dance with a generous side of joy. Get ready, disco divas and groove gurus alike, the 'Duke of Disco’ is in town, dishing out fresh altitude to your attitude, one beat at a time.
Track(s)
Master Plan (feat Nora) 80790 01:56

Master Plan (feat Nora)

Sebastian



The universe
In every verse
But do you know what I'm saying
It takes some training

And every part
Of every part
Is every part
Of every part

Some say it's God's plan
And others say it's man
Some say it's God's plan
And others say it's man

I heard a songbird
It spoke the word
I spoke the word
He heard the word

Some say it's God's plan
And others say it's man
Some say it's God's plan
And others say it's man

It takes some training
It takes some training
It takes some training
It takes some training

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Call Dropped at 3 AM
Eli Varnish

Verified Verified Artist

Eli Varnish
Eli Varnish spent most of his life drawing straight lines for crooked cities. As an architect, he designed libraries, train stations, and far too many gray, forgettable office buildings. He was always more interested in light than concrete — the way it moved through windows, shifted on floors, or disappeared behind closed doors. But deadlines piled up, and inspiration gave way to invoices. When he retired at 62, he didn’t throw a party. He just handed in his keys, took the long way home, and listened to the silence.

That’s when the music came back.
In his youth, Eli had played piano quietly — always in private, never in public. Now, with no blueprints to chase, he returned to the keys. Slowly. Gently. A few friends joined him — a bassist who used to drive a bus, a trombonist who sold insurance, and a drummer who once taught math. They started meeting weekly above an old bookstore. No gigs, no names. Just music.

Eventually, they found their way into a small jazz bar — dim, warm, and half-forgotten. That’s where Eli plays now. No spotlight, no talk. Just a glass of red wine, a crooked hat, and a piano that creaks in all the right places. The audience doesn’t clap much. They just nod, like they recognize something they forgot they knew.

Eli doesn’t miss architecture. “Buildings are meant to last,” he says, “but songs... songs are meant to leave.” And so he plays — not to impress, but to remember. To trace old lines in the air. To build something no one can own, but everyone can feel.

Call Dropped at 3 AM

Eli Varnish


Alright…
Yeah yeah don’t tune it too much
Let it breathe
Okay… one two…

Woke up late with the room still shaking
Ashtray full of things I didn’t say
Mirror asks me for an explanation
I tell it “man not today”

Shoes by the door still smell like last night
Clock keeps lying I let it talk
City hums in a crooked rhythm
Like it learned that walk from me

Hey bass… keep it walking
Yeah like that
Don’t rush it

Every plan I make shows up half dressed
Every promise comes out second best
If I fall behind the beat again
Just leave some space I’ll land it then

This ain’t a straight line it sways and bends
It trips on truth then calls it a friend
If I sound wrong don’t fix it too soon
That’s where the story sneaks through

Yeah this ain’t clean this ain’t controlled
It’s a loose wire looking for a soul
Play it wrong play it loud play it true
That’s all this blues knows how to do

Hold up…
Let the horn say something
Yeah… go on

(long slide in slightly late)

Mmm… listen

Man… that thing’s complaining
Let him talk

I’m almost done… almost

Sorry… not sorry

(rimshot)

There’s a voice in my head clapping off time
Says “You always push you never wait”
I said “If I slow down I might notice
Everything I try to escape”

Barroom light keeps flickering jokes
Like it knows where I’ve been
Every sound wants a turn at the mic
Even the quiet wants in

Yeah… that’s it
Don’t smooth it out
No no

If this night’s a gamble I roll it bent
Lose my balance call it intent
Break the rule then play it twice
Mess it up till it sounds right

This ain’t a straight line it sways and bends
Falls apart then stands again
If my voice cracks just let it through
That’s what it came here to do

Yeah this ain’t neat this ain’t polite
It’s just breath fighting with the night
Play it wrong play it loud play it true
That’s all this blues knows how to do

Alright…
Don’t stop it
Let it ring
Yeah… that’s enough

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Under the Surface
Between Mirrors

Under the Surface

Between Mirrors


I woke to a sound that wasn’t there
The world was still but something stirred

Your name was carved in quiet places
Not in stone — but in the way
The kettle clicks the curtain moves
And silence starts to sway

It’s not the wind it’s not the rain
It’s every pause I can't explain
It’s you beneath the surface
It’s you without a name

I never learned to hold the stillness
Always filled the space with noise
But now I count the absent seconds
Like they were stolen joys

It’s not the sound it’s not the flame
It’s everything that won’t remain
It’s you beneath the surface
It’s you without a name

So I sit in the in-between
And feel what I can’t see
Under the surface
You’re still shaping me

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Amour
Juliette Brousseau

Verified Verified Artist

Juliette Brousseau
Juliette Brousseau lives in Paris, a city that has always inspired her artistic soul.

She studied at the prestigious Conservatoire de Paris, where she honed her craft and developed her talents. Immersed in the rich musical heritage of the city, Juliette excelled in her studies, mastering multiple instruments, including the piano, violin, and flute.

Her education at the conservatoire not only refined her technical skills but also deepened her understanding of music theory and composition. As a multi-instrumentalist, Juliette effortlessly blends classical influences with contemporary sounds, creating music that resonates with a wide range of audiences.

Her performances are a captivating blend of precision and passion, showcasing her versatility and deep love for music.
Track(s)
But I Hold A Faith 29090 02:53
Amour 30280 02:56
Liberté 30048 03:05

Amour

Juliette Brousseau


Verse 1
Dans les yeux de l'amour j'ai découvert un monde nouveau
Chaque regard partagé est une promesse de demain
Dans ses bras je trouve un abri un endroit si chaud
Mon cœur bat au rythme du sien doux refrain

Chorus
Amour emporte-moi sur les ailes de la passion
Dans tes yeux je vois les étoiles briller la nuit
C'est toi mon évasion ma seule et unique obsession
Avec toi chaque moment est un pur délice

Verse 2
Sous le ciel de Paris nous marchons main dans la main
Les rues murmurent des chansons d'éternité
Chaque baiser volé un secret entre toi et moi
Dans cette ville lumière notre amour est scellé

Chorus
Amour emporte-moi sur les ailes de la passion
Dans tes yeux je vois les étoiles briller la nuit
C'est toi mon évasion ma seule et unique obsession
Avec toi chaque moment est un pur délice

Bridge
Là où les rêves fleurissent dans le jardin de notre amour
Chaque fleur porte le parfum de nos jours heureux
Je me perds dans cet amour plus profond chaque jour
Toi et moi ensemble face à l'immensité des cieux

Outro
Dans le silence de la nuit je sens ton souffle contre moi
Chaque battement de ton cœur est une mélodie pour mon âme
L'amour notre danse sous la lune où tout commence toujours
A tes côtés chaque instant est un poème une flamme

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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This Is Our Time
Alexander

Verified Verified Artist

Alexander
“If you haven’t heard of Alexander before now, consider this your official 'invite to the party.' The secret weapon of the underground electronic scene is as enigmatic as he is dance-inducing. Born, bred and still sending good vibes out from Istanbul, the city poised between East and West, lending him unique influences to his crisp beats and bouncing synths.

Despite having a quiet life himself, Alexander’s sound is anything but; his music's happy mood is like a neon invitation to shake off your troubles and dance like no one's watching. His hit track, “This Is Our Time," suggests exuberance—a cascade of vibrant beats and irresistible rhythms that make you feel like everything's coming up roses.

Obscurity hits a lot of artists hard, but not our Alexander. He's the equivalent of the guy at the party that nobody knows, but everyone wants to be around—the center of the buzz, all while hanging back and enjoying the groove. Amidst the flashing lights and blaring speakers, Alexander is carving out a shiny niche for himself in the glittering world of electronica.

Always humble, mostly unseen but making waves big enough to surf on, Alexander is a true gem in the sprawling metropolis of electronic music. So here's to Alexander: Our low-key maestro, turning his quiet existence into a much-needed celebration of life, one electronic beat at a time.”
Track(s)
This Is Our Time 36829 03:43
In Your Eyes 26171 02:33
Life In A Small Town 30304 03:03
Love's A Rhythm 33760 03:24

This Is Our Time

Alexander


Shadows paint the skyline moving like a carousel
Fingers trace the skyline secrets only we could tell
Through the hum of chaos found a rhythm found a spark
Pulling threads of silence weaving music in the dark

And the world fades like a worn-out photograph
Colors drain but I still feel the aftermath
Where the heart meets the unknown there’s a pulse we can’t ignore
Like a key turned in a lock we’re stepping through the door

This is our time unbroken unspoken
Gravity’s gone the tether is broken
Rising like the night won’t hold us down
We’re chasing stars in a quiet town

Waves of conversation ripple in electric streams
Voices carry miles riding currents crossing dreams
Maps dissolve to fragments but the compass pulls us in
Caught between the chaos and the quiet deep within

And the world fades like a worn-out photograph
Colors drain but I still feel the aftermath
Where the heart meets the unknown there’s a pulse we can’t ignore
Like a key turned in a lock we’re stepping through the door

This is our time unbroken unspoken
Gravity’s gone the tether is broken
Rising like the night won’t hold us down
We’re chasing stars in a quiet town

Look—city sleeps but the gridline’s awake
Dreams move fast like the steps that we take
Caught in the static but I’m breaking the code
Turning every crack in the glass to a road

Heartbeat sync to the bass no delay
Lost in the maze but we carve our own way
They said “stay small” but the script got flipped
Now we’re writing the lines every word’s a gift

Flames in the shadows yeah we light up the void
Building something real from the world they destroyed
We’re the pulse the push the unspoken sound
Chasing stars where the quiet is loud

Every beat every sound every step is ours to make
Every chance every fall every risk we have to take
When the dust finally settles will we still know who we are?
Or will we be fragments scattered across the stars?

This is our time unbroken unspoken
Gravity’s gone the tether is broken
Rising like the night won’t hold us down
We’re chasing stars in a quiet town

Quiet town oh quiet town
Where the whispers hold us and the world slows down
Quiet town oh quiet town
We’ll find ourselves where the echoes drown

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Through the Static
Tyler Jorvik

Through the Static

Tyler Jorvik



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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Static on the Line
Ryder James

Verified Verified Artist

Ryder James
Ryder James is a rising pop-soul artist whose warm vocals and timeless style bridge the gap between classic soul storytelling and modern pop production. With a voice that carries both grit and grace, he creates songs that feel instantly familiar yet refreshingly new.

His debut single, Static on the Line, is a captivating blend of heartfelt lyricism and smooth, groove-driven instrumentation. Produced by Filodyo and released exclusively on NOT FM, the track showcases Ryder’s ability to turn everyday moments into powerful musical narratives.

Raised on a steady diet of soul legends and contemporary pop innovators, Ryder brings authenticity and emotional depth to every performance. Static on the Line is more than just a song—it’s an introduction to an artist who is here to connect, move, and inspire listeners worldwide.
Track(s)
Static on the Line 388427 03:46

Static on the Line

Ryder James


Mmm… yeah
Turn it up

Found your note between the bills folded twice
Three crooked letters never said it nice
Kitchen radio is drifting off-time
Wrong station playing but it suits the night

I dial your number — hear a click then air
Flashing digits on the stove just stare
Every heartbeat in my chest misaligns
Still I’m listening for a sign

There’s static on the line but I still hear you fine
In broken little sparks we talk like power lines
If silence is a sign then prove me wrong tonight
Tune me in or cut me loose — there’s static on the line

City bus sighs at a midnight stop
Paperback angel at a corner shop
Borrowed coat hangs wide on my frame
Pockets full of change and a half-drawn name

Counting rail ties stepping over goodbyes
Copper on my tongue from unspoken replies
I hold my breath as if it might realign
What keeps crossing in my mind

There’s static on the line but I still hear you fine
In broken little sparks we talk like power lines
If silence is a sign then prove me wrong tonight
Tune me in or cut me loose — there’s static on the line

Maybe I’m a bent antenna in a storm I knew
Turn me just a single degree — I point back to you
If the signal fades and the bars go blind
Call me by the name you underlined

Line… line… static on the line
(Keep talking)
Line… line… static on the line

There’s static on the line but I still hear you fine
In broken little sparks we talk like power lines
If silence is a sign then prove me wrong tonight
Tune me in or cut me loose — there’s static on the line

Mmm… tune me in
Static on the line

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Strong City Woman
Viktoria Klein

Verified Verified Artist

Viktoria Klein
Meet Viktoria Klein - the voice that's spreading joy across the alternative music scene with her infectious killer hooks and luminous personality. With her hit track "Strong City Woman" tearing up playlists, she's quickly becoming an essential fixture in the world of independent music.

Viktoria's journey to alt-pop goddess was anything but ordinary. As the story goes, she used to croon to sheep in her grandma's Yorkshire farm, using a pitchfork as a microphone- the sheep sure as hell didn't mind the free gig! This unorthodox "tour" harnessed her melodious chops, and the rolling English countryside became the stage where she honed what is now touted as "cripplingly delightful" tunes.

Klein's music mourns none and pleases many. Her "happy" mode of operation disguises the edgy undertone of her sound, striking a perfect chord between sunny optimism and biting realism. Listening to her tunes, you'll feel like you've been let in on a secret club - the kind that serves tequila at breakfast and sees exposed brick as the height of interior design. Each strum, every beat feels like Viktoria is sharing a personal punch-line; you practically hear her ironic chuckle as you navigate her audial landscape.

It’s near impossible to walk away from a Viktoria Klein track without a spring in your step or, at the very least, a glazed look of contentment. The alternative scene may be awash with talent but no one quite offers the Viktoria Klein experience – a merry romanticism that leaves heartache outside the nightclub door, making sure your ears are filled with nothing but good times. Watch out world, there’s a new 'Strong City Woman' in town!
Track(s)
Strong City Woman 25405 02:29

Strong City Woman

Viktoria Klein


Closet full of dancing shoes God knows
Probably got the same tattoo somewhere
Dark roots on her light blue born with
Fire in the eyes like you but rules

There are rocks made from paper and
Statues that move
And there’s nothing wrong in her world
If she says it’s true
There are dove feathered angels
without wings who fly she let them
And a strong city woman
who can’t be confined not loveless

In six weeks there’s a new routine mapped out
Confetti and the sacred dark marked down
Fire is a cleansing bark without rules

You are starting in your light blue fire
Dancing over quicksand tides right now
In the light of your eyes
You’re about to delve in
Let yourself feel power
Your love is wealth you’re flying
You can’t be made outlawed

The city that you built
didn’t need doors in the first place
Use the grass in the fields
out there for your campsite
Maybe later you’ll be needed
back on the home base
Walls don’t mean anything
under the birdlines

Strong woman can’t be confined not loveless

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Borrowed Cutlery
Asha Monroex

Verified Verified Artist

Asha Monroex
Asha Monroex, a New York native, is a self-made artist carving out her own niche in the world of Independent Pop. Best known for her hit single "New York, I Loved You," Monroex is as much a part of the city's fabric as its yellow taxis and insomniac lifestyle.

A craftswoman of melancholic melodies, Asha's artistry spirals on downbeat rhythms and swirls of synth-driven soundscapes that resonate with her heartfelt lyricism. She's the type of artist who pens her poignant prose amidst the organized chaos of her Lower East Side apartment, making her music feels as personal as being let in on a closely guarded secret.

Inherently prolific, Monroex is a master at evoking emotional responses with her emotionally charged tracks. She captures the long teary taxi rides home and 3 am heartbreak with a quiet grace and majesty that far surpasses her fellow indie pop peers. Her melodies come through not as songs, but as anthems for those who've experienced love and loss in the city that never sleeps.

Always genuine and undeniably relatable, Asha endears herself to her listeners by turning sorrow into swagger, one resonating note at a time. Her music isn't just a catalogue of songs; it's a journey through the ups and downs of life in the big city, wrapped up in a soulful pop package. And trust us, once you're on this ride, you're not going to want to get off.
Track(s)
Borrowed Cutlery 11894 04:22
New York, I Loved You 60326 04:42

Borrowed Cutlery

Asha Monroex


You came in late
With a theory about forks and fate
I kept my coat
You said my silence needed one more note
Your drink went warm
While you described your personal reform
I changed my mind
Halfway through a sentence you redesigned

Too neat
You make good manners sound incomplete
Too sure
You diagnose the waiter and the furniture

Give me the crooked part
The bit that never learned to behave
Skip the polished start
I’d rather hear what you forgot to save
Don’t make it beautiful
Make it useful for a minute or two
Something disputable
Something that could only come from you

The bass moved first
You called it elegant then called it cursed
I missed the beat
You drew a diagram across the receipt
Your mouth said “fine”
Your eyebrows filed an appeal against mine
The plates were cleared
But somehow your complaint just reappeared

One step
Then a paragraph with nothing left
Two sips
And now we’re arguing about eclipse
No script
Just brass behaving badly at the hip

Give me the crooked part
The bit that never learned to behave
Skip the polished start
I’d rather hear what you forgot to save
Don’t make it beautiful
Make it useful for a minute or two
Something disputable
Something that could only come from you

You want a verdict
I brought a question with no proper ending
You want precision
I brought a rhythm that resents explaining

Call it defective
Call it a habit with excellent shoes

Call it selective
I call it knowing what not to refuse

Stay odd
Let all the tidy couples blame the odds
Stay sharp
Keep one good insult hidden after dark

Give me the crooked part
The one you never put on display
No ceremonial heart
No careful phrase rehearsed on the way

Keep it improbable
Keep it a little too clever to prove
Almost impossible
But still with enough nerve left to move

You took the spoon
I took the story
Fair enough
You looked less boring

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Summer Starts
The Plastic Chapels

Verified Verified Artist

The Plastic Chapels
The Plastic Chapels are a fictional four-piece indie-pop band who turn everyday scenes into bright, immediate choruses. Vocalists Casey Rowe and Mina Hart share guitars with bassist Theo Lane and drummer Paz Moreno, friends who began writing together after years of crossing paths at neighborhood shows and seasonal jobs.

“Summer Starts” captures the first truly warm day of the year: screen doors, bare feet, cold drinks on the curb and a calendar suddenly emptied of obligations. Handclaps, jangling guitars and an open-hearted refrain give the song the feeling of a block party beginning before anyone planned it.

The band’s music is playful without being disposable, grounded in the belief that ordinary happiness deserves a loud soundtrack. The Plastic Chapels make colorful guitar pop for windows-down afternoons, shared sidewalks and moments people wish could last all year.
Track(s)
Summer Starts 69959 04:12

Summer Starts

The Plastic Chapels



Shoes off by the door
Got that first-day heat
Screen door slams behind me
Bare feet on the street
I had a long cold week
Now the sky says go
Your laugh on my tongue
Like a soft encore

Oh it’s coming on fast
Like a wave in my chest
I can feel it now
I don’t need to guess

Summer starts I’m happy
Summer starts I’m here
Take my hand come closer
Keep that feeling near
Summer starts I’m happy (happy)
Summer starts right here
We can run forever
Let it stay all year

Cold drinks on the curb
Melting in the sun
You got that easy grin
Like the day’s just begun
Kids yelling down the block
Ice cream on our shirts
Nothing on the calendar
Nothing but this world

Oh it’s coming on fast
Like a wave in my chest
I can feel it now
I don’t need to guess

Summer starts I’m happy
Summer starts I’m here
Take my hand come closer
Keep that feeling near
Summer starts I’m happy (happy)
Summer starts right here
We can run forever
Let it stay all year

We don’t need a reason
We don’t need a plan
Just the open air
And your warm hand
If the night moves slowly
Let it take its time
I found my little forever
In the yellow shine

Summer starts I’m happy
Summer starts I’m here
Take my hand come closer
Keep that feeling near
Summer starts I’m happy (happy)
Summer starts right here
We can run forever
Let it stay all year

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

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Fire In Our Eyes
Wyatt Blake

Verified Verified Artist

Wyatt Blake
Wyatt Blake is a bold new voice in New Country, blending heartfelt storytelling with the grit of heartland rock. With his deep, rugged vocals and a knack for turning simple moments into anthems, he captures the spirit of small-town dreams and the open road. Raised in Tennessee, Wyatt grew up surrounded by the echoes of old country records and the hum of engines rolling down backroads. His music reflects that journey—nostalgic, raw, and always searching for something just out of reach.

His breakout single, "Fire In Our Eye," is a powerful anthem about youth, hope, and the moments that shape us. Built on driving acoustic melodies and a steady beat, the song paints a picture of restless nights, burning ambition, and the realization that time moves faster than we ever expect. With lyrics that cut straight to the heart and a chorus built to be belted out under an open sky, "Fire In Our Eye" is already resonating with fans who know what it means to chase a feeling they can never quite hold onto.

Wyatt's music is a bridge between the past and present—honoring the classic country greats while pushing the genre forward with a fresh, unfiltered sound. Whether he’s singing about love, loss, or the miles left to go, one thing is certain: he’s got a story to tell, and the world is listening.

Wyatt Blake isn't just another country singer—he's a voice for those who still believe in chasing something bigger. 🚗🔥🎶
Track(s)
Fire In Our Eyes 35309 03:36

Fire In Our Eyes

Wyatt Blake


Plastic rings and paper planes
Chasing stars with different names
Thought the world would stay so bright
Didn’t know we’d lose the light

Golden days they fade so fast
Running wild but it don’t last
Still I hear that distant call
Echoes bouncing off the walls

Back then we had fire in our eyes
Shooting high never questioning the sky
Didn’t see the cracks below
Now we’re dancing in the afterglow

Took a train to nowhere towns
Laughed so hard we spun around
Didn’t care what lay ahead
Now we chase what once was said

Golden days they fade so fast
Running wild but it don’t last
Still I hear that distant call
Echoes bouncing off the walls

Back then we had fire in our eyes
Shooting high never questioning the sky
Didn’t see the cracks below
Now we’re dancing in the afterglow

If I could touch the past somehow
I’d hold it tight I’d call it loud
But time don’t stop it moves right through
Leaves you chasing what you knew

Plastic rings and paper planes
Falling fast like summer rain
Close my eyes and see it all
A fading voice a childhood call

CREDITS
Performer: Wyatt Blake
Written by: filodyo.
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