Barn finds vol.4

Living a life that I can't contain
I guess it's all my fault
Run through the wild with the scars I keep
They remind me of where I'm from
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Oh, numb my mind / I've lost my sight
So come at night / And taste a bite
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Scratch away from the skin
You said you wanted to go again
Well now it's time to sink or swim
Oh, my words are running thin
In a river full of lies
Yeah, the truth comes out in time
By that time, I hope your wise
Until then, you're running blind
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Reaching for things that I can't hold onto
I'm losing all my grip
Sailing the sea on half a plank
I'm on a sinking ship
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Oh, let me in / Inside your mind
You're still right here / You've lost the fight
So give right in / Oh, sink or swim
You have no choice / Oh, in the end
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*cheesy drum roll i made on fl studio*
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Scratch away from the skin
You said you wanted to go again
Well now it's time to sink or swim
Oh, my words are running thin
In a river full of lies
Yeah, the truth comes out in time
By that time, I hope your wise
Until then, you're running blind

Sink or Swim

Hannah Hunt

an inside cat

90's influence Guitar Rock cultivated in Metro Detroit.

I remember, we thought of everything. We had it down, or was it in between?
I had my legs to get me there. A hike to nevermore.
Searching for infinity, railing through the door......moving forward?

So I seized the day just like I did before, and I'm fading out.
It's the little things that keep me wanting more. Now I'm fading out.

Opportunity is bought and never sold. Wait a tired lifetime just to take control.....of a broken situation, of barely getting by.
A concept of prosperity impossible to divide.
Moving forward?

So I bare the weight just like I did before. Now I'm fading out.
And I found the things that leave me needing more. So I'm fading out.

Impossible to divide.

So I lost the hope I always had before, and I'm fading out.
It's just the little things that make me hate you more. Now I'm fading out.

Fading

She was a killer!

Track By Combstead
Guitar, Lyrics and Vocals by Robert Grigg

In Your Arms - Combstead & Robert Grigg

I gave Suno an extract from a poem by W.B. Yeats entitled "He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven", and then spent hours and hours going through innumerable iterations with different prompts about instrumentation, style and genre until I was ready to give up, when I finally reached this one... which I instantly loved. 😎

Words: 
O cloud-pale eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes, 
The poets labouring all their days 
To build a perfect beauty in rhyme 
Are overthrown by a woman's gaze 
And by the unlabouring brood of the skies 
And therefore my heart will bow, when dew 
Is dropping sleep, until God burn time, 
Before the unlabouring stars and you. 

Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

Cloths of Heaven

YouTube Video here (..just a short video, but you're gonna love it and it might even bring a tear to your eye!): https://youtu.be/aWfBUk7HiWg
Streaming platforms: https://ffm.to/all-dogs-go-to-heaven
For all dog lovers and animal lovers in general, here’s something that might touch your heart. ❤️‍🔥
Check out the short video linked above. 👆 We’ve included some dogs we personally loved and who are no longer with us, brought back to life through AI, a bit of CGI, and some heavenly lighting effects! 🥹
This is a song that contrasts the purity and loyalty of dogs, who effortlessly ascend to heaven, with the struggles of humans burdened by sin and regret, left to seek redemption on Earth.
As always, enjoy the listen, and thanks in advance to everyone who supports us! 🫶
See you next time - which, spoiler alert, will be a sort of anthem to celebrate our first year here on SoundCloud, telling the story of the band! 😉
Released on major streaming platforms on April 12, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Heaven is free for every dog  
But not for humankind  

You keep asking yourself  
What went wrong with your life  
And why you're gonna stay down here  
If all dogs go to heaven  

They run through golden fields above  
While you stand here, alone and lost  
Their souls are pure, their hearts are free  
But yours is bound to misery  

All dogs go to heaven  
But you don't  
All dogs go to heaven  
With their soul  
You're not being sent  
To that heaven  
You're gonna stay  
Here on Earth 

You search for answers in the sky  
But heaven never calls your name  
You thought you'd rise, you swore you'd fly  
But you're still trapped inside the flame  

They cross the gates without a sound  
No chains to hold, no sins to count  
You scream, you beg, but there's no way  
You're left behind, you have to stay  

All dogs go to heaven  
But you don't  
All dogs go to heaven  
With their soul  
You're not being sent  
To that heaven  
You're gonna stay  
Here on Earth  

You prayed, you cried, you swore you'd change  
But no one's listening, it's still the same  
They run through fields, so free, so bright  
While you just fade into the night  

All dogs go to heaven  
But you don't  
All dogs go to heaven  
With their soul  
You're not being sent  
To that heaven  
You're gonna stay  
Here on Earth  

All dogs go to heaven  
But not mankind  
All dogs go to heaven  
They got soul  
You, human being, will stay right here  
You're gonna stay  
Here on Earth

All Dogs Go To Heaven

I gave my lyrics to Udio and asked it for some country rock. It came back with this sort of Tex Mex/Bob Dylan Rolling Thunder Review type vibe which took me back to when I was living in Cornwall and growing my own bread... or something. 🤨

Copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, April 2025 (all rights reserved)

Cover titling and editing by @APi_ZZ. 


Maybe I think about you
More than I should.
She makes you happy
More than I ever could.
She shines like the sun
I’m just damaged goods. 

Nothing needs to be said
It’s best to stay mum. 
Our destiny’s clear
There’s no hope to come,
But I want you to know 
Before this life is done 

I have never ever ever
Met a man just like you,
Over a million lives
And a million miles
That I’ve passed through.

I don’t want you to feel weird
There’s nothing to be done
Our love’s not for this life
Maybe another one 
She is the rose
And I am the thorn
To prick your eyes to tears
Before our first dawn
Over all I’ve seen and been

If we’d both been born
In another time and place
It would have been different
But that’s not our fate. 
You’re at peace with yours
In a land faraway 
What more can I say, but 

I have never ever ever
Met a man just like you,
Over a million lives
Over a million miles
No-one even came close

I have never ever ever
Met a man just like you
Over a million lives
And a million miles
That I’ve passed through

Million Lives

Shape of my heart (Cover)
https://vocal-voyage.de/shape-of-my-heart/ 

Video Shape of my heart:
https://youtu.be/RqKehNn4fzk

Shape of my heart (Sting) Cover

Le solo final de guitare saturée emporte l'auditeur loin des murs de la cité des vents, dans une vague imaginaire..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vy-Cvci8cp8

Paroles:

Leurs yeux se sont ouverts, un matin, sur des murs de béton.
Ils ont connu les jeux et les cris d'un même horizon,
De pelouses jaunies, de débris de bouteilles,
Qu'un gardien immobile, de sa loge surveille.

Leurs yeux se ferment quand la nuit envahit,
Les murs géants de la cité des vents,
ils se dessinent les routes claires, sous le levant.
Leurs voix se taisent quand les ombres se figent,
l'hiver est long dans la cité des vents,
Ils imaginent le goût salé, des océans.

Leurs vingt ans sont venus bien plus vite, qu'ils ne l'imaginaient,
Entraînant derrière eux, les désirs, les plaisirs, tant secrets.
S'il est vrai que le temps, étouffe les cris d'enfants,
Les leurs résonnent encore, dans la cité des vents.

Leurs yeux se ferment quand la nuit envahit,
Les murs géants de la cité des vents,
ils se dessinent les routes claires, sous le levant.
Leurs voix se taisent quand les ombres se figent,
l'hiver est long dans la cité des vents,
Ils imaginent le goût salé, des océans, des océans.

Leurs yeux se ferment quand la nuit envahit,
Les murs géants de la cité des vents,
ils se dessinent les routes claires, sous le levant.
Leurs voix se taisent quand les ombres se figent,
l'hiver est long dans la cité des vents,
Ils imaginent le goût salé, des océans, des océans.

Christian PERUTI
auteur, compositeur, interprète 

Stuck for more than thirty years in edits, I can finally bring out "The Windy City"! Thank you for your listening, which is important to me.

Lyrics:

Their eyes were opened, one morning, to concrete walls.
They have known the games and cries of the same horizon,
Of yellowed lawns, of the debris of bottles,
That a motionless guard, with his eye watches.

Their eyes close when the night invades,
The giant walls of the Windy City,
they draw the clear roads, under the east.
Their voices fall silent when the shadows freeze,
Winter is long in the city of winds,
They imagine the salty taste, of the oceans, of the oceans.

Their twenties came much faster than they imagined,
Dragging behind them, desires, pleasures, so secret.
If it is true that time stifles the cries of children,
Theirs still resonate in the city of winds.

Their eyes close when the night invades,
The giant walls of the Windy City,
they draw the clear roads, under the east.
Their voices fall silent when the shadows freeze,
Winter is long in the city of winds,
They imagine the salty taste, of the oceans, of the oceans.

Their eyes close when the night invades,
The giant walls of the Windy City,
they draw the clear roads, under the east.
Their voices fall silent when the shadows freeze,
Winter is long in the city of winds,
They imagine the salty taste, of the oceans, of the oceans.

La cité des vents

"Champagne and Reefer" [04.07.25]
J Dulva and Counting Coup
(C) 2025 Cenote Music

Champagne and Reefer  [04.07.25]

A modern day cover of the Ray Parker Jr. Classic, Ghostbusters

Ghostbusters

YouTube video: https://youtu.be/3z-WWazmyiA 
This one's kinda our origin story – and we're dropping it to celebrate one year on SoundCloud. 🎉
And don’t forget to check out the fun video linked above! 😄
We were five misfits with totally different backgrounds, sounds, and lives...
But somehow, we clicked! Like fate decided we should form a band.
“Beating the Edge” looks back at that time, the messy, magical moment we came together.
It's raw, it's loud, it's full of heart.
No fake drama, no grand plans. Just real passion, some chaos, and a shared obsession with making music that punches through the noise.
That’s when Beating Edge was born. 🙌 And now we've got so many more friends, here on SoundCloud and beyond!! Thanks to all of you!!! We love ya!! ❤️
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on April 18, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

Two wild souls, keys and drums 	
Chasing sounds, making runs
But no voice to tell the tale	
Till a ghost-thin kid let out a wail		

Synths were pumping, beats were tight		
But he craved the fire, craved the bite	
Rock and thunder in his veins				
Needed six strings to break the chains	

We’re the fire in the stream	
Burning up your midnight dream		
No stage, just waves we ride  
Crashing loud like a rising tide 
Beating the edge, one song at a time!  

A party spark, a six-string queen	
Five-feet-three but played so mean		
Then she said, "I know a guy,	
Silent thunder, bass so high!"	

Groove so thick, it shook the ground	
Rhythm locked, we found our sound		
Pages filled with names so strange		
Till one just hit like a roaring train!		

We’re the fire in the stream	
Burning up your midnight dream		
No stage, just waves we ride   
Crashing loud like a rising tide 		
Beating the edge, one song at a time! 

No aliens, no weak clichés		
Just a name that slays for days   
Turn it up, let it fly		
We’re the storm that won’t run dry 

We’re the fire in the stream		
Burning up your midnight dream	
No stage, just waves we ride 
Crashing loud like a rising tide 
Beating the edge, one song at a time!   

One song at a time 
One song at a time
Oh yeah!
One song at a time
We’re alive! 
One song at a time
We will rise!
Beating the edge, one song at a time!  

One song at a time 
Oh yeah!
One song at a time
We’re alive! 
One song at a time
Beating the edge, one song at a time!

Beating the Edge

Stills Of Mason County

Pardon Me, My Tits Are Too Big

Strawberry Lips

Bard, storyteller, song maker, star walker and author of books on the sacred mysteries.

All my socials: https://hyperfollow.com/anniedieuleveut

Welcome to the Lab 💀 
Creator sound designer.
40 plus years in live sound reinforcement.
currently leveraging UAD and Logic Pro
we get by with some help from our friends.

Million Lives

Annie Dieu-Le-Veut

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