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Time Settles - Lyrics 

And the decision made a hole, a vacancy in a vital inner chamber in my bones
This is what finally separated me from all my friends for whom I became skeletal

Time settles over me
Time settles over me

And then the places I visit became the same inside world that I thought I was in
And like a fly scribbling the air I know neither the place nor what the hour is

Time settles over me
Time settles over me

And I, far off inside, was old

And now the years are closing in, each minute the last minute and following me

Strange Part of the Country

Time Settles

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Chill pop rock instrumental guitar bass drums

insky

the night stand

I saw this headline in The Guardian and thought 'song title'. It gives us humans something else bizarre to wrestle with. 

AI FAKE NUDES ARE BOOMING THIS YEAR

She comes up from harborside.   
Anchor orange and rusty grind
Flanks of friends - jaded eyes
Curve and laugh make me decide

She spins a deft Utopia              
Now I’m starving Ethiopia.        

But AI fake nudes are booming this year.    
Look em in the eye there’s a smiling stare
AI fake nudes are booming this year
Say what you like and they won’t care

Summer winds they soon abate
While the hooks are steel and barbed
Now the quips ingratiate
And the bedroom falls apart

She spins a deft Utopia              
Now I’m starving Ethiopia.        

But AI fake nudes are booming this year. . . 

Wallowing into internet
Chained by fingers’ rings
How something grew from nothing
And finished less than that
She spins a deft Utopia . . .             
AI fake nudes are booming this year. . .

AI Fake Nudes are Booming this Year

Sad eyes

Marc and I worked together off and on over the years. This photo is from 2005. Tragically Marc was taken from us way too early. Earlier this year Susa managed to get files extracted from his recording system and I've managed to find 3 completed recordings. This one I think is the last one he completed (Blue Sky Paradise) which possibly alludes to where we live (Whakatu-Nelson Aotearoa-NZ). Sure is a graceful beautiful song. Marc wrote recorded and performed everything here.
Hear another song of Marcs WATER ON STONE via URL below
https://soundcloud.com/stevelowsongs/water-on-stone

Tasman Heights

Blue Sky Paradise - Marc Steyn

The wild

The Wild(Impro Guitar)

WHEN YOU FINALLY L:EAVE

Future sunset Omarama
Knowing only you will see
It’s a low brow shrinking ceiling

A contract without words
It’s the thick of family
Harbinger of lonely hearts
The fate of you and me

And when you finally leave
We gotta face it courageously
When you finally leave
We gonna have to suck it up – it’s the right thing to do
We gonna have to draw down on memory 

Fate is born by trajectory
Attraction mangles fences
Leaving snow grass blowing free

And how the years were kind to us
Yearning for the workplace
The weekends oh so bleak

And when you finally leave . . .
Instrumental
You got a date stamp – a black hole in the sky - And I got to make way

You and your Omarama – we’ll both be conscience free
But how will we feel? . . . 

Cause when you finally . .

When You Finally Leave

Translated after the French text

Vidéo Youtube : https://youtu.be/tIufYg0fDxY

Mieux Vaut Tard
Texte : Jefherson
Chant : Julia
Musique : Alain Illos

Texte: Jefherson
Chant :Julia
Musique : Alain Illos

ll est des évidences
des choses qui vont de soi
dire ce que l’on pense
ce qu’on sent, ce qu’on croit.

Mais moi toute ma vie
Je gardais tout pour moi
Comme un loir endormi 
engourdi par le froid..

Etait-ce par pudeur
Par peur de m’exposer
D’ouvrir un peu mon coeur
Ou simplement d’oser.

Montrer peur ou colère
Inquiétude ou tendresse.
N’était  pour toi mon père
Que choquante faiblesse

Sois un homme mon gars !
Cogne fort et encaisse.
 
Surtout ne pleure pas !
C’est bon pour les gonzesses

Rester copie conforme
A ce  modèle viril
Ne pas braver la norme.
Voilà. !Ainsi-soit -il !

REFRAIN    

Mais est venu le jour
De remise en question
Toi touché à ton tour
Par ton opération


Pour toi bien difficile
La maladie soudain
Te révélait fragile
Ou simplement humain

Aux portes de la mort
Tu m’as dit ton amour
En moi, il vit encore
Et il vivra toujours.
Tu m’as dit ton amour
Mieux vaut tard que jamais
Je t’ai dit à mon tour
A quel point je t’aimais...

 Better late than never

Some things are obvious
things that go without saying
to say what you think
what you feel, what you believe.
But all my life
I kept everything to myself
Like a sleeping dormouse 
numbed by the cold.

Was it out of modesty
For fear of exposing myself
To open my heart a little
Or simply to dare.
To show fear or anger
Worry or tenderness.
For you, my father
Only shocking weakness

Be a man, boy!
Hit hard and take it.
Above all, don't cry!
It's good for the chicks

Stay a carbon copy
To this virile model
Don't defy the norm.
So be it!

REFRAIN    

But the day has come
Of questioning
You in turn
By your operation
For you very difficult
Sudden illness
Revealed you to be fragile
Or simply human
At death's door
You told me of your love
In me it still lives
And always will.
You told me of your love
Better late than never
I told you in turn
How much I loved you...

Mieux Vaut Tard  avec Julia

Voici l'instrumental en demo que jai ecris pour ma fille que j'aime
Basse guitare pianno et fx sans oublier la drum!
bonne ecoute!

Schizophrénie

Schizofrenie

Thunder Pants

Too bad I was your Rembrandt in waiting
Though you sensed you were Ms Convenience
So many days in a chamber debating
Instead of between sheets of Salinas

There you go again 
Mount Vesuvius – in your hands
Manufacturing pain
Emphatically – Thunder Pants
(your cross you bear is burning dangerously near)
(Here seeking comfort from anxiety wizened)

So soon the ejector seat after the thrill
Brings the acid to the back of your teeth
You can’t let it go like a Janice girl
So it’s almost time to lay a wreath

A rational man would cut you dead
But testosterone makes fools of the best

Sometimes it seems that you’re talking nice
But I know it’s the crack end of the bench
It’s a midday roast and my tongue is dry
Anticipating that rapier sledge

Thunder Pants

Pap Tu Parles Trop La

aDom: guitares, voix, batterie - covid version :-(

Pap Tu Parles Trop La

Des chansons écrites ça et là au gré de la vie, de partages, de rencontres

Pap Tu Parles Trop La

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