MOITIÉ ÉTERNELLE, une chanson pour tous les couples qui s'aiment et se supportent dans les bons et mauvais moments.

"MOITIÉ ÉTERNELLE", a song for all couples who love and support each other in good and bad times.

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Moitié éternelle

Moitié Éternelle

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A journey through invisible scars and ghosts that never stop talking. This song was born from the need to give voice to the silence that follows an emotional wound, between sharp melodies and visceral lyrics.
"There is ash in my mouth / From all the screams I never found" - each line is a whispered or shouted confession, suspended between anger and weakness.

Intense vocals, dark atmospheres and deep lyrics blend together in a track that speaks of pain, memory and resurrection.
If you have ever loved too much, if you have ever lost yourself in the noise left by someone else, this song is for you.

🎧 Listen, share, let yourself be pierced.

Produced by EileenNoise
Singer Sophie 

You can hear other works with her here;)
https://soundcloud.com/zipboy83/sets/grunge-vocals-by-sophie

Verse 1
Numb again, I drag my skin
Through the static of your voice within
You left your ghost inside my head
Feeding on the words I never said

Pre-Chorus
And I sleep with your silence
Like a razor in the sheets
I dig my nails through the violence
Of the memories I keep

Chorus
There's ashes in my mouth
From all the screams I never found
I built a shrine of broken glass
To watch it fall, to make it last

Verse 2
Your name’s a wound I can't unlace
A shadow stitched into my face
You haunt the space between my bones
And play me like a dial tone

Pre-Chorus
I breathe in the poison
Of a love that’s gone to rust
Your fingerprints still poison
Every breath, every touch

Chorus
There's ashes in my mouth
From all the screams I never found
I built a shrine of broken glass
To watch it fall, to make it last

Bridge (scream or whispered)
Bury me beneath the static
Burn my name into the wall
If I rise it won’t be gentle
It’ll be to watch you fall

Final Chorus
Ashes in my mouth
(Whispers wrapped in flames of doubt)
Every kiss a loaded gun
I’m not the only broken one

Ashes in my mouth

This is a song about my first and only trip to Europe.  It's happy and upbeat.  But perhaps that's not really what it's about.  Maybe it's about those moments that, when we look back, we say are the key moments that were the beginning of all that followed.  There are so many moments to choose from but we select a very few and give them meaning.  
At least that's what I had in mind when I wrote it.


Lyrics:

On my way
Finally underway
Started with the very first step I took
On that particular day
I didn't know
What was ahead for me
Knew the where the flight was heading
Didn't know where it was taking me
Only me and my
Special friend
Wondering though a couple capitals
Until our partnership came to an end

Just a start
There’s got to be a start
Choose any day you can
Until the start
It's always the time
The time before it all began

I believed
Our love was strong
But in the end I guess it didn’t really
Last very long
But it was the first
Path I knew
It hurt when it ended
Like those kind of things always do
But I kept moving on
Hoping to find
If not another path to follow
At least I'd have a damn good time 

Pulling out
Of the station
Heading for
Another nation
Losing heart
Leaving Spain
Time to start  
All over again
It’s not clear
How I got here
But anyway
I’m here today

Whatever time there is
Is all the time we have
No way to make it last
Looking back
It’s never the same
Once today’s become the past

I started down
A strange and winding road
But i left that road and found another
So many years ago
I think about
How it seems to me
That while I kept starting over and over
I ended up where I needed to be

Somehow it all
Works itself out
Never seems to be a plan
Now it’s a memory
From another time
The time before it all began

Before It All Began

Ta 25ième heure, l'heure à laquelle tu décides de vivre ta passion.Lorsque l'on fait une activité qu'on aime le temps est toujours trop court et jamais assez long.

Your 25th hour, the time at which you decide to live your passion. When doing an activity that we like, the time is always too short and never long enough.

Ta 25e heure

Tu l'imagines
Mais tu plies l'échine… toujours!

Cet espoir de bonheur
Te reviens à chaque heure… à chaque heure.

(Mais tu te dis…)
Souvent trop longues
Jamais trop courtes
Peu importe elles s'écoulent

Tu rêves de cet instant
Pour traverser ces moments… plus librement.
Toutes ces journées à labourer
Pour construire ce paradis… tant souhaité.

(Mais tu te dis…)
Souvent trop longues
Jamais trop courtes
Peu importe elles s'écoulent s’écoulent s’écouleeeeent

Jamais trop longues
Souvent trop courtes
L'important c'est que tu t'écoutes
Voilà l'instant
Ici le moment
C’est l’heure
De ta 25e heure

Solo

Celle qui t'appartient
La réalisation de ton destin
L'instant de bonheur
Ta passion à toutes heures… à toutes heures

(Mais tu te dis…)
Jamais trop longues
Souvent trop courtes
L’important c’est que tu y touches
Le temps présent
Le temps constant
Voilà l'instant
Ici le moment
C’est l’heure
De ta 25e heure


Ta 25ième heure

Snake's Valley

end of day

The first song I ever wrote. Written in 1995 after a Tracy Lawrence/Wade Hayes concert.
Arrangement made with "Band in a Box" and mixed using Sonar.

If I Had Those Words (to hold you to)

_FOOTPRINTS  THROUGH THE VALLEY _.mp3

Woodnight

I got a problem
Doctor says I'm too ill to go to work
Got a love attack
And that's a fact
All the same I'm going can't stay at home
I crossed the bridge of love
No turning back

Love attack
I got a love attack
Love attack
I've got some loving
Love attack
I got a love attack
Love attack
Is it me, is it we?
What will my future be?
Cannot run, cannot hide
What can I do?

First time that I saw her I couldn't speak
Everything around me
Became a blur
Now I've got some loving I can't deny
All I think about
Is me and her

Love attack
I got a love attack
Love attack
I've got some loving
Love attack
I got a love attack
Love attack
Is it me, is it we?
What will my future be?
Cannot run, cannot hide
What can I do?

I got a problem
I know that she can't care too much for me
But I just can't stop
Can't run away
The burning light of love's inside of me
Keeps my hopes alive
Throughout the day

She's in my dreams
She's in my jeans

Love attack
I got a love attack
Love attack
I've got some loving
Love attack
I got a love attack
Love attack
Is it me, is it we?
What will my future be?
Cannot run, cannot hide
What could she see in me?
I just don't know
What she could see?
What she could see?

I got it bad and that ain't good
It's really bad and that ain't good
What could she see?
What could she see in me?
What could she see in me?
What could she see in me?
I'm all alone
No love at home
I'm all alone
I feel so lonely
I feel so lonely
What can I do?

Dance With Me

Love Attack

I write songs.  I'm not a performer any more than I need to be to have my songs heard once in a while. I hope that better musicians than I encounter my songs and decide to play them.  I just write songs to have them exist in the world. If the world likes them then the world can do with them what it will.  All these recordings are demos.  I've tried to make them as musically interesting as I can but they are all awaiting the skilled hand of someone who knows how to make songs shine.

Before It All Began

Daniel Weinstein