MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS
NEVER SUCCESSFUL
PREQUEL TO SEQUEL
SURE TO END IN TEARS

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS

I’M ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE
NO ONE ESSENTIAL
WHO SHOULD NEVER BE SEEN OR HEARD
NO ONE ESSENTIAL
I BARELY EXIST

DISMISSED WITHOUT A HEARING
IT’S THE SPOON-FED WAY
THE BLANKEST GENERATION
HAS LITTLE TO SAY

JUDGED BY WHAT THEY SEE
DECIDE I COULDN’T BE
I SEEM TO DISAGREE
WITH THE POSSIBILITY
THAT MY CREATIVITY
IS THE EXCEPTION TO THE RULE
FAR REMOVED FROM THE NORM 
POSSIBLY THE EXTRAORDINARY

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS
NEVER SUCCESSFUL
PREQUEL TO SEQUEL
SURE TO END IN TEARS

BRAINWASHED BY A TRENDY BEAT
BAD TASTE TAKES ITS TOLL
BUT I GO WHEREVER INSPIRATION TAKES ME
NO RECIPE, NO ROADMAP FOR ME

YOU MADE THE CHOICE TO SELL YOUR SOUL
BUT I MADE THE CONSCIOUS CHOICE
TO REMAIN WHOLE
NO RECIPE
AUTHENTICITY
CREATIVE INTEGRITY

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS
NEVER SUCCESSFUL
PREQUEL TO SEQUEL
SURE TO END IN TEARS

BREAK

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS
NEVER SUCCESSFUL
PREQUEL TO SEQUEL
SURE TO END IN TEARS

NO PIGEONHOLE DIVERSE APPROACH
CONFLICTS WITH MIND CONTROL
SHEEP THEY BLEAT, MORE OF THE SAME
PREFER OUR FOOD OF LOVE WHEN DROLL

I WAS BORN TO FAIL 
DISAPPEARING IN THE CROWD
I WAS NEVER MEANT TO SAIL 
I WAS NEVER MEANT TO SAIL THROUGH LIFE

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC
MY WORDS, MY MUSIC

MY WORDS, MY MUSIC (ALWAYS FALLING ON DEAF EARS)

Opening music of "Hôtel de l’ancien puits", a medium-length film directed by Sterenn Guirriec for which I composed the original score.

Paris, France / 2024 / 39min / Mystery

Listen to the "Hôtel de l’ancien puits" OST playlist on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9wWRexGDSOM&list=PLcgwAvNmdehjNJpzcS3zSS5jdUxWB7huO&index=2


© Cecilia Muylaert 2024, All Rights Reserved.

Opening music - Hôtel de l’ancien puits

This is the final Mix and Master. Compare it to the one down below... :)
Which mix is the best ? :)

A blue moon teenage romance song. Breaking apart like dividin currents. Seeing eachother in the sky when we look up gazing at the stars. Thinkin where they is and if they still remember...

Mix/Master: NikolajNielsen
Production: Patrick A B Madsen
Writen and performed by Truth Ray

Truth Ray - Lounge15

La marée (the tide)

The Tragedy Of War

When your the only one who can truly hold you back
no one has that power over you, they my try to break you down
but knowing your unbreakable is your strength   
and being able to bounce back from a bad situation means you have the strength to move forward, always bounce back.

Bounce Back

This is a track written after a planned writing trip to the north woods of Wisconsin. I was hoping for solitude and space to finish / start new material. It was a solo trip. I was surprised by the fact that once I arrived there I was distracted by the natural beauty all around me and was unable to focus on music. plus.. I got lonely pretty quick for my family.

There is a video done by an artist who goes by the name of " Continued Existence " we did a few videos together.. The whole thing is pretty Artsy.  link 
              https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7CUDEQrjiEY

And yes... its pretty old.. at least 25 years old..

Lyrics Later... heading to work.

Alone

Lyrics

There’s a smell of cheap perfume
Laced with something dark
A promise whispered in your ear
A bigger lie now starts

Candy dusts your finger tips
Painted on hooker lips
One more tiny taste
One last final kiss


Your the taste of fuck
Hidden behind your candy shell
The sticky tangled mess

Cheap Perfume

I had mysterious medical symptoms so I made a doctor’s appointment in search of an answer 
And that led to other appointments being x-rayed, poked and prodded, MRI’d 
I received a diagnosis that was hard to hear, a later stage cancer 
I asked the doctor for instructions, “Im new to this doc, its the first time that I’ve died”. 

He’s said, “there’s really nothing to it, its been done many times its almost boring   
You just go on with your life and do the things that you enjoy until you drop.” 
“But I don’t want to die yet doc”, I found myself pathetically imploring.  
“Is there something we could do to buy some time or even or make the cancer stop”?  

Edmund Hillary climbed Everest before anybody did 
Thomas Edison, Jim Morrison and Billy the Kid 
They’re all dead, they’re all dead, they’re all dead

Suleiman the magnificent, who ruled the Ottoman Empire 
Mohammad, Jesus, Buddha and the great Richard Pryor 
They’re all dead, they’re all dead, they’re all dead.  

“Chemotherapy is often used to kill the cancer cells”, the doctor told me 
“But as I’m sure you’ve heard it also kills the normal cells a person needs to thrive. 
 Radiation kills the cancer cells with beams” but then he stated rather coldly 
“For a late stage cancer such as yours, in 5 years, 2 or 3 percent survive” 

“And of course, somebody has to pay for science, these therapies are both expensive
You’ve got insurance but it won’t cover all the costs, your wife and kids will likely pay”
I said, “I appreciate your candor, doc but you’ve left me feeling very apprehensive”. 
He said, “I’m sorry, I’m just your doctor and I wish it didn’t have to be this way”.

Every soldier who enlisted in the first world war 
Thomas Jefferson, George Washington and Zsa Zsa Gabor 
They’re all dead they’re all dead they’re all dead 

Neil Armstrong did the moon walk before Micheal JackSON 
All of the heroes of the Bible and Atilla the Hun 
They’re all dead, they’re all dead, they’re all dead

I said, “doc before I leave here is there anything that you could say to give me. 
Just a little bit of hope before I have to give this news to my kids and my wife?  
Hell, my mother’s almost 90, I can’t believe that she is going to outlive me. 
What did they train you to say to a patient who has come to the end of his life’? 

He said, “I’ve got an 10 year old patient with a tumor in his brain the size of a baseball  
He’s in unbearable pain and between you and me, I don’t think he’ll survive.” 
I knew what he was trying to tell me and in shame I could feel my ungrateful face fall 
Toward my sneakers and in that moment I felt happy that I was ever alive 


All the starving kids in Africa and those with a similar fate 
Sammy davis junior, Alexander the great 
They’re all dead they’re all dead they’re all dead

Leonardo Da Vinci who painted the Mona Lisa 
Albert Einstein, Queen Elizabeth and Mother Teresa 
They’re all dead they’re all dead they’re all dead

Sally Ride who was a member of the doomed space shuttle crew 
Your mom, your dad, your doggie and eventually YOU 
We’re all dead, we’re all dead, we’re all dead!

We're All Dead.

Honour to be collaborating & producing the music for IPG1

Produce in the ARAPA Music Studio
Sydney - Australia

Artwork:  #azcreativestudiosydney

Funky Flow (Feat. IG) - Produced by ARAPA Music

Master of Lightning

Cecilia Muylaert is a composer and classically trained pianist whose work bridges classical tradition and contemporary electronic soundscapes. Her music often combines orchestral writing with electronic textures, creating an expressive and modern sonic landscape.