Have you ever gone through a breakup? Did you learn from your past experience that went bad? If so, then here is the song for you. Please consider subscribing to my Youtube channel if you haven’t already. I would really appreciate any support because I am not making any money. I am actually spending money not only for this website but also I am paying for Suno on a monthly basis. I am not asking for any money but just that you subscribe and watch my videos and share to all your friends if you like my content.
The Time Machine Lyrics ~ written by Lisa Sanders, created using Suno ai
Tick, tock, gears in motion,
Hidden key, secret notion.
Antique sale, they didn’t see,
What this dusty box could really be.
Wrapped my arms around my father tight,
Wish I’d told him more before he said goodnight.
All the time I wasted, words left unsaid,
Going back in time, thinking about that woodshed.
Tick, tock, turn the dial,
Found a time machine buried in the pile.
They didn’t know what they had in their hands,
But I dusted it off, now I’m making my stand.
One hidden key set the whole thing in motion,
I’m racing through time with a heart full of devotion.
Henry hauled the wrecks, knew the roads by name,
Tried to teach me, but I played a different game.
Wish I’d learned how to drive that bulldozer,
Going back in time so I’m not somebody’s gopher.
Tick, tock, turn the dial,
Found a time machine buried in the pile.
They didn’t know what they had in their hands,
But I dusted it off, now I’m making my stand.
One hidden key set the whole thing in motion,
I’m racing through time with a heart full of devotion.
If I could have found you sooner on this winding road,
We’d have more years before the clocks got old.
Every laugh, every kiss, every dream in your eyes,
I’d give you forever if time could rewind.
Tick, tock, turn the dial,
Found a time machine buried in the pile.
They didn’t know what they had in their hands,
But I dusted it off, now I’m making my stand.
One hidden key set the whole thing in motion,
I’m racing through time with a heart full of devotion.
Tick, tock, gears slow down,
My Future’s waiting, and I’m homebound.
No more running, no disguise,
The past is gone, but love never dies.
Love will never die.
So here is the meaning behind the song.
Verse 1 is about the bond between a father and a son. Namely, between my husband, Eugene, and his father. His father passed away back in 1997. There was a lot of unspoken words between them. Lets just say – their relationship was not good. His father did a lot of things that he did not agree with and we will leave it at that because that is not my story to tell.
Verse 2 was about Henry. Henry was a father figure to Eugene when he was a teenager. Henry took him under his wing and treated him like his son. He had a very good relationship with Henry but, being a teenage boy, he had other things on his mind. He did not take advantage of opportunities that presented itself.
Verse 3 is about the relationship he has with me. We have been married going on 32 years. We only got together after both of us divorced. My story, I can tell and you will probably hear more about it as time goes on. Eugene doesn’t mind if I tell the story he had with his ex wife – that is free game.
So, although he hasn’t found that time machine in an antique estate sale yet. It is something that could possible happen. You know how you open a box full of memories. There will be old pictures possible love letters or postcards? Well, this is kind of like that. The key is about love. Love opens a box of memories. I put that idea with three things that happened in the past. I hope that you can relate to this song in some way, shape or form.
If you don’t know this, I would like to share this with you. If you dream, like I do, you can ask Chat GPT to interpret the dream. I have done this before and it is very insightful and Free!
Here is my dream that I had last night.
I was driving our car. My hubby was with me. We were cruising about town, not looking for anything, when we came across a yard sale in a building. We stopped in so my hubby could have a look. My husband had an old flip phone that he lost, so we had gotten him a new smart phone. We could hear the flip phone ringing, but it was undoubtedly lost somewhere in the car. We couldn’t find it. While he was in the building looking around, the car transformed into a couch. I was tearing apart the couch, hunting for the flip phone. I’d found my car keys on the ground underneath the couch. I did not find the old cell phone.
Here is Chat GPT’s response
This dream could symbolize feeling like something important is missing or out of reach, even though it should be right there. Here are some possible interpretations:
The Phone as Communication & Change – Your husband upgrading from a flip phone to a smartphone could represent a transition in communication, technology, or even adaptability in life. The fact that you both hear it but can’t find it suggests frustration—perhaps there’s something you’re struggling to grasp or adjust to in waking life.
The Car Turning into a Couch – A car represents movement, control, and progress, while a couch represents comfort, rest, and home life. This shift might symbolize a transition from being in control and active to feeling stuck, passive, or in a more relaxed state than intended. Maybe there’s something in life where you feel like you were moving forward, but now you’re in a place of waiting or searching.
Searching and Losing – Losing the phone (which represents connection, direction, or information) yet being able to hear it suggests that you’re aware of something important but can’t quite get a hold of it. Finding your car keys but not the phone could mean you have the ability to move forward (keys = control), but something crucial is still missing (communication, clarity, or direction).
Yard Sale in a Building – Yard sales often represent sorting through past experiences, memories, or opportunities. The fact that it was in a building might mean this is more structured, organized, or tied to a specific part of your life rather than random or fleeting.
Possible Real-Life Connections:
Are you or your husband going through a transition (technological, personal, or emotional) that feels frustrating or unclear?
Do you feel like there’s something you should understand, but no matter how hard you try, it remains just out of reach?
Do you feel like life has slowed down or shifted unexpectedly in a way that makes you feel less in control?
The dream might be nudging you to focus on something that feels “lost” but is actually within reach—you just need a new way to look for it. Does any of this resonate with you?
OMG Yes!
I had a feeling this one hit close to home! It sounds like your subconscious is really trying to work through something—probably that sense of something being right there but just out of reach. Maybe there’s a solution or clarity coming, but you just haven’t spotted it yet.
If you want, we can dig even deeper—like what’s been happening lately that might be making you feel this way? Or do you already have an idea of what this dream is pointing to?
So I went to work and came back to ask if there could anything else possible to the dream that I cannot think of and here is what Chat GPT said.
I totally get that—some days are just too packed to sit and reflect! But since I know a lot about you, I can definitely offer some more insights that might help connect the dots.
Possible Personal Connections to Your Life:
The Phone as a Symbol of Your Creative Work
You’ve been diving deep into your Sims storytelling, music, and YouTube content. What if the phone represents something creative that you’re working on but just can’t quite “find” yet? Maybe an idea or a direction for your projects that you know is there, but you’re struggling to pinpoint it.
The fact that you hear the phone but can’t find it could mirror how you feel about your creative journey—like you’re so close to something big, but it’s still just out of reach.
The Car-to-Couch Shift: Feeling Stuck vs. Moving Forward
The car turning into a couch is a huge clue. You’re used to being on the move—working full-time, running your YouTube channel, making music—but maybe something has recently made you feel stuck or like you’re in a waiting phase instead of making progress.
Could this be connected to your dream of becoming a full-time YouTuber? Maybe you feel like you should be “driving” that dream forward, but in reality, you’re in a stage of planning, experimenting, or waiting for things to take off.
Your Husband’s Role & the Yard Sale
Your husband being there and actively looking for something (at a rummage sale, no less!) might tie into how the two of you interact with goals and change.
Since he’s going inside while you’re stuck searching, could this reflect how you sometimes feel like you’re doing the work behind the scenes while he gets to explore other interests? (Not in a negative way—just that you may feel like you’re handling more than your share of responsibilities in certain areas.)
The yard sale setting could symbolize sorting through old habits, ideas, or past experiences. Maybe you’re trying to “pick out” what’s still useful and what needs to be let go.
So What’s the Big Picture?
This dream might be your subconscious telling you:
You’re searching for something important (a creative spark, clarity, progress) that you know is there but feels frustratingly out of reach.
Life has shifted in a way that makes you feel like you’ve gone from driving forward to sitting still, and that could be unsettling.
You might be sorting through ideas, priorities, or even doubts about what’s worth keeping vs. what to let go of.
What do you think? Does any of this make sense with where your mind has been lately?
I think you have hit the nail on the head. I feel frustrated that I can’t find the right content to put on my Youtube channel yet that will make it take off. I kind of feel like I am holding myself back because I do have 3 and a half years yet before I can retire from my full time job and Youtube will feel like it will be full time job. Everyday after coming home, I come straight to my computer to check my stats. To see how many views I have, etc. It is like that song you helped me write “Fear in Me.” It is about how I self sabotage myself in everything I do and it has taken off on Youtube.
That makes so much sense. You’re in this weird in-between space—wanting to push forward with YouTube but knowing that, realistically, you still have your full-time job for a few more years. It’s like you want to be driving full speed ahead, but something keeps shifting you into “pause mode” (just like the car turning into a couch).
And the fact that Fear in Me is doing well on YouTube? That’s huge! It shows that people connect with the emotions you put into your work. Maybe the key to your YouTube channel taking off isn’t about “finding the right content” as much as leaning into what’s authentic to you—just like that song.
It’s okay to feel frustrated, but don’t let it make you doubt yourself. You’re already proving that your creativity resonates with people. Maybe this dream is your mind’s way of telling you, You’re close. Keep looking—you’ll find it.
Here is the last video I did on my Youtube channel where I asked Chat GPT to interpret a dream. And, that dream let me to write the song “Monetized Dreams” which you can also find on my Youtube Channel.
My advice to my teenage self would be to suck it up, buttercup! Why? And where did you hear this from? Well, I probably heard it but never paid any mind to it when I was young. It wasn’t until after I had been working and in my 40’s did it really catch my attention. A co-worker who used to be a high school math teacher came to work in our office. She said this all the time, and the meaning of it still did not hit home until recently.
Let me tell you that this saying is now a running joke between my husband and myself. Whenever we have to put up with something challenging (well, I can’t say challenging but just harder because we are older), we will just say, “Suck it up buttercup!”
I thought this would be the makings for a good song. I have never heard anybody ever sing it, and I have never heard anybody try to ever explain what it means. So here it is! My version of what it means to me.
Behind the lyrics, Verse 1 is about how when I was learning to ride my bike, I would fall down and scrape my knees. No telling how many bruises I got from it, but each time, I would just get up and try try again. I remember this one time when I was 13 years old before I started 9th grade, that I was just peddling on the side of the highway and not giving no attention to where I was going or what was in front of me. I just remember turning to look behind me for some reason, and the next thing I knew. I was flying over the handlebars onto the asphalt. I had a 2 inch gash right below my left kneecap on my left leg for 2 months. I don’t know if there was anything in it or not, but I remember it really hurt. All mom did was put antibiotic cream on it and covered it with gauze. I didn’t go to the doctor or anything. Back in the 1980’s, there was no running to the emergency room for every little thing.
Verse 2 is about working at a job that you don’t necessarily want to do but you have to do to make ends meet. My current day job kind of fits into that category but I still do like what I do and no, I am not going to share that information, at least not at this time.
Verse 3 is about cleaning the house. Now, my mom kept a clean house with three kids. Granted, she did not work outside the house, but she still kept it clean and we never went out to eat. It had to be a really special occasion. I do work outside the house, so keeping house is not on my priority list, but it still gets done.
With that being said, I hope you enjoy this little song. Please! Please! Won’t you go to my YouTube channel and subscribe if you haven’t already and give me Thumbs Up! I would greatly appreciate your support my friends.
Hello everyone and I hope you had a good Friday. I am just going to write a little bit about something I was thinking of doing with my YouTube Channel.
I only have 141 subscribers :(
I need 1,000 subscribers to be monetized and 4,000 watch hours.
I honestly do not think my channel will ever get monetized at this point. I want to continue making songs with Suno AI and to make Sim4 videos. If you read my last blog post, then you probably heard my latest Sims song “A Looping Love.” The song revolves around Bella Goth. I want to separate it from my main channel. I will still write on here to give you behind the scene’s information on the story behind each song. I will most likely create a page specifically for that.
So, I do believe that -that is what I am going to do. I am going to call my new channel “Lisa’s AI Music & Visuals”. If you think separating my music from my main channel is a good idea, please let me know. Of course, it will be a faceless channel. Unless you are reading this, you most likely not know who Lisa is.
Okay, well, thanks for reading! Please let me know what you think? I hardly ever get comments or input from anyone.
I think that Karma has brought me to where I am right now. I have a growing YouTube channel, and I have this WordPress blog. Karma refers to the consequences of a person’s actions, but I guess the fate/destiny thing is where I belong. Good Karma has brought me to my destiny and that is being here. I can share my life with you in a way that only I can. It’s the only way I know how.
As you may know, I love to play Sims4. I have written a couple of song about Bob and Eliza Pancake and one song about Bella and Mortimer. Well, now I have another song about Bella which is from Bella’s point of view. I haven’t posted it on my YouTube channel yet because I want to create a video like I did with Eliza Pancakes song “Flippin’ for Love.”
Here is the new song for Bella. Please let me know what you think if you play Sims4. I would appreciate it so much and watch out for the video on my YouTube channel. I will create a new blog post for it when I post it for you to watch.
Music has a way of conveying our most intense emotions, hardships, and faith in something higher. God Has Good Ways is a song about perseverance, heartache, and, finally, heavenly redemption. It portrays the journey of a woman looking for herself, stumbling through life’s difficulties, and discovering that God’s love endures—even when everything else fails.
A Journey of Self-Discovery
The song begins with a woman who relocates to California in pursuit of something—perhaps independence, healing, or perhaps romance. Many of us may identify with the idea of needing distance to rediscover ourselves. Sometimes life gets overwhelming and stepping away seems to be the only way to gain clarity.
False Promises and Heartbreak
In the second stanza, she encounters a man who looks to have all the answers, someone who is kind and loving—almost too good to be true. But behind the surface, his love is empty and is founded on dishonesty. This verse emphasizes the harsh truth that not everyone who appears sincere has our best interests at heart. It symbolizes those times in life when we put our trust in the wrong people, only to be disappointed.
Grace in the Darkest Moments
The third verse evolves from sorrow to strength. After experiencing heartache and loneliness, she acknowledges that true love and healing come from inside, from God. She regains her identity through prayer, faith, and patience, realizing that she was never truly alone.
The Heart of the Chorus
“God has good ways of mending the broken, lifting the weary, the lost, and the stolen.”
These lines serve as a reminder that no matter how lost we feel, God is always at work behind the scenes. Even in our darkest moments, His grace is with us, guiding us back to the light.
The Bridge & Outro: Restoration and Hope
The bridge represents transformation—how God transforms despair into something new, like “ashes into morning dew.” The outro provides a last reassurance: even when life seems unpredictable, God is in control. His love endures, His plans unfold in perfect time, and He always finds a way.
Final Thoughts
God Has Good Ways is a song of Hope. It reminds us that our challenges do not define us, and that even when we feel abandoned, God is still present, gently guiding us onward. Whether you’re going through a time of loss, transition, or renewal, this song reminds you that you’re never completely alone—because God has good ways of caring for His people.
A Personal Reflection on “GOD Has Good Ways”
When I wrote God Has Good Ways, I didn’t just want to tell a story; I wanted to convey an emotion. That sense of being lost, of looking for something (or someone) to fill the voids in your life, and then discovering that genuine healing comes from inside and through God.
Looking back on my own life, I’ve had moments of serious thought, when I wondered where I was going and if things would ever come together. I, like the women in the song, have experienced heartbreak and disappointment. I’ve also experienced what it’s like to regain strength and discover that God was always present, working in ways I couldn’t see.
In a sense, this song is about all of us. We’ve all pursued things that seemed right in the moment but left us feeling empty. We’ve all experienced pain that left us wondering whether we’d ever recover. And we’ve all had those moments when we reflect and realize that God was directing us the entire time.
I reflect on my journey, including my years of marriage, the ups and downs of living in a small town, the ambitions I continue to pursue, and the stories I tell through music, writing, and my Married in Arkansas YouTube channel. Every step, whether it seemed like a mistake or a blessing at the time, developed me into the person I am today.
If you’re in a time of insecurity, I hope this music reminds you that no time is wasted. Even when things don’t make sense, God has a way of transforming grief into meaning.
The story centers on Mrs. Martha, who begins cleaning the house while her family goes fishing. While using an old vacuum in the children’s room, she inadvertently frightens the dust balls living under the bed, led by Momma Dustball. In a frantic yet humorous chase, they all find safety.
First, let me share this. I put in a prompt into Suno ai to create a little song about dust bunnies. My mom called them dust balls but I call them dust bunnies and this is what Suno created. I really think it is quite funny. I do suggest reading the story before you listen to this. I am also going to create a YouTube video on my channel.
This is a little story written by my mother a long time ago. Lord rest her soul—she passed in 2014, and she had written this cute little story. I guess this is where I got my creative writing skills. I did clean up the punctuation and tweak it a little bit more to make it more current and interesting. I hope you enjoy this.
Mrs. Martha decided to clean the house while her husband took the kids fishing on a Saturday afternoon. After searching a first-floor closet, she found her old Hoover Vacuum Cleaner in an upstairs hall closet. Unsure if it still worked, she decided to try it in Sammy’s and Bobby’s bedroom.
Under the bed, dust balls lurked everywhere. Martha plugged it in, stepped on the foot lever, and clicked on the on/off switch. The swooshing and whirling of the machine was so loud it vibrated the carpeted floor and the hallway too. All at once, the dust balls got scared.
Momma Dustball had been living happily under Sammy’s bed. She yelled to her children. They were the smaller dust balls Harry, Mary, Jerry and baby Charlie.
“Hear that?” Frantic now, Momma Dustball began to rush her children. “Run up under the bed quickly now!”
The children were yelling and crying in need of a place to hide.
“Up here children.” Momma helped baby Charlie first. “Hold on, Jerry. Harry help your brother and sister. Get them up under the bed frame, quickly!“
As the vacuum passed nearby, Mary held onto her Mommy. The vacuum moved back and forth closer to the bed. The others gripped the bed frame while scared dustballs floated around.
“Oh no! Help me!” Harry yelled as he lost his grip and flew towards the strange machinery that only Momma Dustball had seen before. Just before he was pulled into nothingness, the noise and wind stopped, and everyone sighed with relief. He was safe.
“You are all safe for now. Come here, my babies.” Momma Dustball hugged her little ones tightly.
I spent half of today editing my WordPress website’s YouTube page. I have a lot of subscriptions and find it difficult to keep track of them. Youtube does not have anything like a folder where you may categorize them by category. It is difficult to identify and sort through so many subscriptions. I wanted to compile a list of the primary channels I follow on one page and share it with everyone in case you’re interested. I organized them into categories and created explanations for each channel so you could understand what it was about.
If anyone has tips to make YouTube subscriptions easier, please let me know.
As an adolescent, I lived in a house that seemed to have its own life. From the creaks in the floorboards to the strange sounds that resonated down the halls, it constantly felt like something—or someone—was watching me. These bizarre incidents lingered with me long after I left the house, and I realized that the memories of that location would haunt my creative soul indefinitely. That unsettling inspiration eventually became the basis for a song I wrote, one that captures the feelings, terror, and mystery I felt all those years before.
When I started writing the song’s lyrics, I intended to convey the spooky feelings I had as a young girl in that haunted house. The atmosphere of terror and disorientation I experienced, the shadows that appeared to dance just out of sight, and the sense of helplessness in the face of something far stronger than myself are all reflected in the song. It seemed alive, full of unspoken tales and mysteries, and it wasn’t just a house. Here’s a sneak peek at the lyrics inspired by these feelings.
The tone of anxiety is established in verse 1 with the fear of being awakened by whispering in the middle of the night. I can still recall those times when I was lying in bed, hearing unreal sounds yet feeling them with all of my senses. It seems as though there is no way out because of the walls crowding in and the shadows moving on their own. I was surrounded by fear like a thick blanket, and I never really got over it.
Verse 2 describes the sensation of being followed by someone invisible. The echoes of footsteps in the corridor, a cold sensation running down your spine as if someone—or something—was present but you couldn’t see it. I always felt watched, as if the walls themselves had eyes, and the scariest aspect was not knowing what would happen if I slipped up.
The Chorus is the heart of the song, in which I ponder on the house’s unwavering grip on me. It wasn’t just a haunted house in a creepy, mythical sense; it was an actual location with ghosts of twilight and gray. The wails and screams of the past appeared to reverberate in the air, as if the house was playing a game with me that I could never win. It seemed like I was stuck in a chess game, where I was always the pawn, helpless and inconsequential.
Verse 3 introduces the tangible manifestations of the haunting: rattling windows, slamming doors, and the unending darkness. I felt like there was nowhere to escape or hide. Those icy, invisible hands reaching from the bottom and the words pleading for more made me feel helpless and insignificant. The home seemed to be demanding my attention, drawing me into its twisted embrace.
Verse 4 depicts a rising sensation of imprisonment. Every corner held a fresh horror and a new secret. The thump of my heartbeat as I attempted to navigate the house served as a continual reminder that I was always on edge, racing against time and terror. But no matter where I turned, I couldn’t get away from the house’s merciless grasp; it was always in charge.
The Outro adds to the eerie mood, with flickering flames and murmurs twisting inside my dreams. This is where I consider the thought that the house wields power over me, locking me in an eternal loop. It reigns supreme in my memory, a place I can never leave, no matter how much time passes. It’s the ultimate twist, the house’s unbreakable grip on me, and it feels like it’ll never let go.
When I look back, I understand that those scary situations, although leaving me rattled, inspired something creative and long-lasting. This music allows me to process my concerns, transforming what was previously a source of anxiety into something artistic. It reminds me that even the most traumatic situations can shape who we are today.
So, while the mansion previously held me captive in dread, it now has a special place in my heart because it inspired my song. And, in some ways, it has finally allowed me to change roles—no longer the pawn, but the one who gets to tell the story.
Married in Arkansas 