Introduction in English:
For many, November is the worst month. I particularly like it because it is the month that best expresses the Buddhist mantra of "And the end is the beginning". In November, almost all the trees are bare and most plants have faded. But in this "destruction" lies the seed of new life. 
November is the month that most clearly demonstrates that we sometimes have to radically let go of beliefs and attitudes that no longer help us move forward so that we can reposition ourselves and continue to develop.
And this month also makes it clear that we must fully accept dying and death as facts in order to keep the flywheel of life, which goes far beyond us, running. 
At the age of 60, I am still in the "October of life". However, October is already knocking strongly on the door of the unstoppable transformation processes that reach their climax in November. 
The song "Autumn is here" summarises these thoughts in the form of a French chanson. I chose this form because, in my view, the French language and the genre of the chanson come closest to the basic existential themes of life.

Lyrics in English (For those, who don’t speak French)

Autumn is here

Everything falls, nothing holds
Nothing stands, it's already late
The green turns gray, the weather wet and rough
The flock of birds moves away into the warm blue

This morning I was full of energy
Tonight I'm tired
My garden of life will soon be withered
One little spark still glows
That still drives me and pulls me forward 

Autumn is here
The gray hair
Lies damp in the drain sieve

Autumn is here
The cataract
looks at me in the mirror

The fields are bare
The faces pale
The tree trunk breaks
In the middle of the poem

The clock runs down
The meadow lies fallow

The car groans
The eye runs and tears

The children look pityingly
The morning sun grins
Nothing you can gain 
Gain
The raven peeks
Around the corner, nods at you

Französischer Originaltext:

L'automne est là

Oui, tout tombe
Rien qui tienne
Il n'y a plus rien
C'est déjà tard

Le vert devient gris
Le temps humide et rude
La nuée d'oiseaux 
S'en va vers le bleu chaud

Ce matin, j'étais à fond
Ce soir, je suis fatigué
Le jardin de ma vie 
va bientôt se faner

Une dernière étincelle brille
qui me pousse et m'entraîne en avant

L'automne est là
Les cheveux gris
Se trouve dans le siphon

L'automne est là
La cataracte se rapproche
Me regarde dans le miroir
L'automne est là

Les champs sont nus
Les visages sont pâles
Le billot se brise
Au cœur du récit

L'horloge retarde
Le fond du pré est en friche
La voiture gémit
Les yeux sont pleins de pus

Les enfants regardent avec pitié
Le soleil matinal se moque de toi
Il n'y a rien d'autre que tu puisses gagner
Le corbeau regarde 
Au coin et il te fait un signe de tête

L'automne est la (Autumn is here)

MUSICIANS
John Beckmann: all music
Lux Astralis, New York: recording studio
Larry Crane: bass
Larry Crane: mixed at Jackpot! Portland
Tom Rogers, mastering, Atomix, Los Angeles

LYRICS
I’d really like to see you,
I’d really like to see you,
One of these days,
One of these days...

One of these days,
We’ll meet there,
Where the crossroads
Kiss the sky,
Too bold to say goodbye,
Too shy to say I love you.

One of these days, I’ll find you,
Through the cracks of time’s refrain,
In the echoes of old laughter,
That washes away the pain.

The wind will whisper secrets,
The stars will light our way,
And all the words unspoken,
We'll have a fire gently burning.

One of these days, we’ll meet there,
On roads the restless paved,
Where the wild wind knows our names,
And the stars write their confessions.

I’d really like to see you,
I’d really like to see you,
One of these days,
One of these days...

ONE OF THESE DAYS*

This is the first track off the trilogy album set “There to here (pt3)” called “On a countdown”.
Your support and feedback are really appreciated. It would be most welcome if you could listen to the track, and if you like, please comment and repost. As in previous messages, Soundcloud blocks me when I try placing “thank you” or similar messages in the tracks. To avoid being blocked again, and in anticipation of you listening to the track and providing feedback, please accept my appreciation and gratitude.
Youtube: https://youtu.be/BOFGAxrHLIA
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/6eBc91IrIPLEHIaxoP8DI1?si=bdf7595bd67b46da

Music: Phil Bowen 
Keyboards, guitars and vocals: Phil Bowen 
Lyrics: Phil Bowen
Verse 1
Through my eyes now I can see it all
Through my life I see each rise and fall
Morning sunrise to the sun going down 
Time to move on before I drown 

Verse 2
There’s only one life but you can choose the road
The city is fading about to implode
Look to the future and follow your head
And layout a path with an invisible thread

Middle 8
Through my eyes
And through my mind
All those memories
They’re so hard to leave behind

Verse 3
Brother life keeps pulling; it’s in my heart
It’s time to move on and say goodbye
I leave a part of me with you as I depart
We’ll always have a family tie

Verse 4
Through my eyes now I can see it all
Through my life I see each rise and fall
The waters are rising around this town 
Seems to me we’re on a countdown

Outro
The waters are rising around this town 
Seems to me we’re on a countdown
The waters are rising around this town 
Seems to me we’re on a countdown



There to here  Pt. 3

On a countdown

// Original vocals Victoria Fox Shaw
// Music, lyrics & mix by Guiville
--
Woke up to the silence, a vacant room
The morning light cuts through the gloom
I hear the clock ticking, like it’s keeping time
But it never moves fast enough, it’s always behind

I’ve got a book that I never read
And a bed that’s too big for just one head
I whisper to the walls, but they never reply
The loneliness sits with me, but I don’t know why

I’m living alone in the static
The world moves around, but I’m stuck in the attic
Of my own thoughts, and I can’t escape
Just a face in the mirror, trying to relate

I walk the streets with no one to call
The empty spaces echo in the hall
I see people laughing, they’re out in the sun
But I’m here in the shadows, always on the run

The phone sits silent, just like my mind
I reach out for connection, but I can’t find
A hand to hold or a place to stay
Just a ghost in the crowd, fading away

I’m living alone in the static
The world moves around, but I’m stuck in the attic
Of my own thoughts, and I can’t escape
Just a face in the mirror, trying to relate

The city hums, but I don’t hear the song
I don’t fit in, I’ve never belonged
I’m just waiting for a voice to break through
But all I hear is the sound of my shoes

I’m living alone in the static
The world moves around, but I’m stuck in the attic
Of my own thoughts, and I can’t escape
Just a face in the mirror, trying to relate

Alone in the Static (Feat. Victoria Fox Shaw)

Elizabeth feat. SinCrawler
from the upcoming Album "Addicted To Rock"

Apple Music

Take a Piece of me

Sex Drugs and Rock`n Roll

Blip!

Everyone deserves a second chance.

Lyrics

She shuffles into the silent village at midnight
her back bent from carrying 
 her past, and everything she ever owned 
She prays for dreamless sleep 
feet torn, bruised and heavy
from the damp ochre clay, 
like shoes on her bare feet 


The kindness of strangers
 is what she hopes to find
 waiting, up ahead 
she knows it's not a sure thing
others have waved her on
they refused to see her need 

[Pre-chorus]

they didn't care, 
they don't care, 
they can see she's hit rock bottom, 
but she's not their problem 


[Chorus]
Freedom oh sweet freedom
from accusing eyes and tongues
that never knew the truth
and never wanted to 
Freedom from a life with nowhere to go 
trying to shine in the shadows
the only thing she ever wanted 
was to live her life as she chose
as she chose
she now breathes Freedom
Freedom fragrant as the tuberose

An open door, a candle lit
An old woman's face
her hand stretched out like hope
without a word spoken 
the chain of hopeless broken
she is invited in 


 Kind eyes and a knowing look says 
I've been where you've been, but
your story is your own 
on this journey to your wholeness
make my house your home

[Chorus]
Freedom oh sweet freedom
from accusing eyes and tongues
that never knew the truth
and never wanted to 
Freedom from a life with nowhere to go 
trying to shine in the shadows
the only thing she ever wanted 
was to live her life 
as she chose
as she chose
Freedom  fragrant as the tuberose

Freedom oh sweet freedom
from accusing eyes and tongues
that never knew the truth
and never wanted to 
Freedom from a life with nowhere to go 
trying to shine in the shadows
the only thing she ever wanted 
was to live her life 
as she chose
as she chose
Freedom  fragrant as the tuberose

Finding Freedom

Je reviend et je reviendrai encore et encore......
ceci est une maquette..
tout instruments texte et composition sont de Moi 😁 
je suis heureux de vous retrouver.
bisous 

l'insouciance

Modes About Me - Dead Body
Album:
Happy Not Hateful

Guitar:
@themysteriousdecibel

Bass:
@thefunkykaiju

Producer:
tssrecording.com/

Lyrics:

World of Forever

Captain Space Clown