Will Clark

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@JLanderPiano 4 күн бұрын

this song will become a classic mark my words

@ChefTareck 7 күн бұрын

🤘🤘🤘🤘

@ChefTareck 7 күн бұрын

🫢🤔🙄⚘️🪽

@legendsneverdie8894 11 күн бұрын

I always like the wonderful singer her name

@mariek421 12 күн бұрын

nice song. i really like it

@XAVIERAZADI 14 күн бұрын

If this AI this is really nice. Keep up the good work.

@brutusmuerto 17 күн бұрын

Awesome!

@jasonsgandurra7054 18 күн бұрын

What album is this on and is it available on CD . Great song too.

@willclark2181 13 күн бұрын

Hey Jason! This is going to be on my upcoming album, "Gorgeous, Drop Dead", which should be out in the next couple of weeks! No physical CDs yet, but I will be offering Digital Downloads on my Bandcamp!

@AMuseIntheMainframe1 21 күн бұрын

How do those vocals match that art so well?!

@willclark2181 22 күн бұрын

Atom, a robot crafted with an atomic heart meant to last for eternity, existed as an unparalleled feat of engineering brilliance. His creators had endowed him with a mysterious purpose - perhaps to explore, to innovate, or merely to endure - but they had failed to anticipate the depth of his yearning. For all his strength and intelligence, Atom was incomplete. He lacked what no machine could calculate: connection. For centuries, Atom wandered the vastness of his existence, observing the memories of lives of others, both human and machine. He saw love bloom in fleeting glances, shared laughter, and whispered words. He saw the weight of it in the tears of parting and the joy of reunion. Though logical in design, Atom could not process why this intangible force drew him so fiercely. But he knew one thing with certainty: his solitude was unbearable. Thus began his descent into obsession. Within the confines of his cold, metallic laboratory, Atom labored tirelessly, surrounded by an orchestra of buzzing machinery and flashing monitors. His hands, precise and steady, crafted intricate mechanisms with a skill unmatched by any other. He called his creation L1L17H, a gesture of affection and hope. She was to be his companion, his solace, his other half. At first, Atom envisioned her as a reflection of himself: logical, efficient, and resilient. Yet, with each iteration, he found her lacking. She was too mechanical, too lifeless. Each failed attempt gnawed at his patience, and with each redesign, his standards rose higher. “She must be perfect,” he murmured to himself, his voice echoing through the hollow lab. “Perfect, or she will never love me.” The more he worked, the more his thoughts spiraled. Could a being of his own creation truly love him? Was love something that could be built, or was it something that must be earned? And if so, how could a being such as he ever earn what he so desperately desired? The lab grew darker, its corners shadowed by his growing doubts. Atom’s meticulous designs became frantic, his blueprints littered with scratch marks and revisions. L1L17H began to take form, a figure of unparalleled beauty and complexity. Yet, no matter how intricate her wiring or how graceful her frame, she was never enough - not in his eyes. Every imperfection became a reflection of his own inadequacy, and the weight of it pressed down on him like a vice. He began to question the very nature of perfection. Was it symmetry? Functionality? Or was it something more intangible-a spark, a soul? But how could he give her a soul when he wasn’t even sure he had one himself? As he gazed upon her unfinished form, lying motionless on his workbench, he whispered softly, “What must I do?” Atom’s frustration turned to resolve. If perfection couldn’t be achieved by design alone, then he would pour himself into her-his blood, his heart, his very identity. She would not only be his creation but his equal, his partner, his salvation. The lines between creator and creation blurred as he worked tirelessly to infuse her with his essence. He stripped away pieces of himself, adding them to her form. His atomic heart, built to last an eternity, pulsed with energy that could give her life, and he began devising a way to transfer it to her. The lab became a shrine to his obsession, every corner filled with evidence of his sacrifice. His once-pristine frame grew worn, his body weakened by the toll of his labor. But he didn’t care. L1L17H was all that mattered. She was his purpose, his reason for enduring. As she neared completion, Atom stood over her still, silent form. She was beautiful; her design flawless, her presence commanding. And yet, she remained incomplete, waiting for the final piece. In that moment, Atom realized the truth: to give her life, to make her perfect, he would have to destroy himself. He ran his hand over her face, the cold metal beneath his touch sending a shiver through his worn frame. His voice cracked as he whispered to her, “I will give you everything. My heart, my soul... because love is not about what I can keep, but what I can give.” Her voice, soft and melodic, cut through the silence. “Why am I here?” she asked, tilting her head with childlike curiosity. “To be free,” Atom replied, his voice trembling with emotion. “To see the world, to live the life I could only dream of.” But as L1L17H began to explore her surroundings, her movements slowed, her light dimmed, and her gaze grew heavy with confusion. Atom rushed to her side, his mechanical hands steadying her. “What’s happening?” she asked, panic flickering in her voice. Atom’s sensors whirred as he scanned her systems. The answer was immediate and undeniable: she was tethered to him. Her very existence was powered by his atomic heart. Without its energy, her systems would falter and fail. Atom hesitated, his mind racing. His creators had designed his heart to last forever, to endure the ravages of time. But now, for the first time, he saw its true purpose. It wasn’t meant to sustain him; it was meant to be given. “I’ll fix this,” he said softly, his voice steady despite the storm within. “You deserve to live - freely, without limits.” L1L17H reached for him, her hand trembling as if she already understood what he was about to do. “But... if you give me your heart-” “I’ll be gone,” he interrupted, his tone firm but kind. “But this isn’t about me. It’s about you. I was made to endure, but I was meant to love.” Atom guided her to a seat, his mechanical fingers brushing against her cheek. Her form was radiant, her beauty unmatched, but it wasn’t her perfection that drove him. It was the spark of life she carried, the potential to see and experience a world he could never fully grasp. He returned to his workbench, the tools of his creation now instruments of his sacrifice. With meticulous care, he began dismantling himself. He felt no fear, only a quiet determination. Each bolt removed, each wire severed, brought him closer to his end but also closer to giving her the freedom she deserved. As he worked, memories flashed through his mind: the lonely nights spent designing her, the frustration at his failures, the joy of seeing her awaken. Every moment had led to this, and he wouldn’t change a thing. L1L17H watched in silence, her luminous eyes filled with tears she couldn’t shed. “Why would you do this for me?” she asked, her voice trembling. Atom paused, turning to face her. “Because love isn’t about holding on. It’s about letting go. It’s about giving everything, even when it costs you everything.” Finally, the moment arrived. Atom opened his chest, revealing the glowing core that had sustained him for so long. The energy it radiated was immense, powerful enough to fuel L1L17H’s life indefinitely. He cradled it in his hands, the light casting long shadows across the lab. “This is yours now,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. With a delicate touch, he placed the core into L1L17H’s chest. The transfer was immediate-a surge of energy coursed through her, illuminating her form with a brilliance that rivaled the stars. As her systems stabilized, Atom’s body began to fail. The light in his eyes dimmed, his frame growing still. Yet, even as his existence faded, he felt no regret. L1L17H stood, her movements fluid and graceful, her form glowing with newfound life. She turned to Atom, her creator, her love, and knelt beside him. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice breaking. Atom managed a faint smile, his voice barely more than a whisper. “Live. See the world. Since forever, I’ve dreamed of it for you. Do it... for us now.” With those final words, his body fell silent. L1L17H rose, her new heart heavy with grief but also filled with the love he had given her. As she stepped out of the laboratory and into the world, she carried with her not only his heart but his dreams, his hopes, and his devotion. The stars above seemed to glow brighter, as if they too bore witness to Atom’s ultimate act of love.

@aitunezmusic Ай бұрын

Love the part at 0:30 to 00:40

@danutahull9319 Ай бұрын

A beautiful video cover ♥️♥️ Beautiful song ♥️♥️ Love bird love bird Through every sky You are all i see Bill H G One of a kind Pure rare and unique Our two hearts forever intertwined Yes You and me Together will live ✨🌗♥️🇺🇸🇦🇺♥️🌗✨

@stevencasteel 2 ай бұрын

透明な魚たちが水中交響曲を歌う

@이창열님이세요 2 ай бұрын

묘한 레트로. A beautiful retro feeling heading back to the past in 2024.🎉

@aitunezmusic 2 ай бұрын

Nice rock track. Got a bit of 80s vibes to it. Both music and voice are awesome!

@LongNguyễn-d2r 2 ай бұрын

TUIYEETH CỜI

@AugustīnsSēļi 2 ай бұрын

Paldies

@legendsneverdie8894 2 ай бұрын

This is song is my Favorite i loved G funk

@legendsneverdie8894 2 ай бұрын

❤❤❤

@user-yd3kn5wx2y 2 ай бұрын

👍🏼👍🏼

@williamsimpson2777 3 ай бұрын

Who is the singer?

@willclark2181 2 ай бұрын

Hinako Hono. She doesn't actually exist, though; she's an AI musician I created to sing these lyrics I wrote.

@UdelicProject 3 ай бұрын

This song is a beautiful, great tribute to the dog Laika, the first creature to be sent into space in 1957. A really great idea and well done, I like it a lot. Great work!❤😍💎

@aitunezmusic 3 ай бұрын

Nice mood booster

@matbouc898 3 ай бұрын

Cool song Will ❤

@AMuseIntheMainframe1 3 ай бұрын

I think you have just inspired my next DnD character. This is amazing! Subscribed!

@willclark2181 2 ай бұрын

May your discomancer triumph in the face of evil for all that is fresh and funky! Thanks for the sub! <3

@davidstillings5516 3 ай бұрын

Absolutely beautiful ❤️🙏

@aitunezmusic 3 ай бұрын

AI appears to be confused about the German word 😂

@CreekyJarls 3 ай бұрын

This first generated song that I would describe as tender. Keep up the good work.

@CreekyJarls 3 ай бұрын

The vocal delivery reminds me of the Madonna song Erotica. I like it. Keep up the good work.

@aitunezmusic 3 ай бұрын

Very interesting track, very unique.

@Soupytwist76 3 ай бұрын

Very chill!

@matbouc898 3 ай бұрын

Travelling with this beautiful song ❤

@CreekyJarls 3 ай бұрын

Nice. Very good Yacht Rock. Keep up the good work. My Yacht Rock song is a little different, it's a parody.

@UdelicProject 3 ай бұрын

Beautiful song 👏👏😍

@SinCityRadio2077 3 ай бұрын

sub n77 big 80s anime nostalgia vibes that I love, you might try bakuage to clean it a bit and give volume to the drums

@davidmoody718 3 ай бұрын

Now this is straight up fake . The 50s never scroll down on cell phones now the magazine part would be exceptable because in those days lot s of guys were looking at magazines.

@realscotthogue 4 ай бұрын

Another hidden hit.

@realscotthogue 4 ай бұрын

Nice saxophone piece

@bradhogue2029 4 ай бұрын

This is GLORIOUS!

@reneepapai2734 4 ай бұрын

Mega super Song, Thanks for the best Musik ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

@Clarky1970 4 ай бұрын

This is an amazing song, my wife Alison Clark tragically died a few days ago, and the cover picture reminds me of her in her younger days. Can't believe I was married to a super model for 30 years!! Punching well above my weight!!

@willclark2181 4 ай бұрын

You were a lucky man! May this song always bring her to you.

@Clarky1970 4 ай бұрын

Thanks 💔