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Montez à bord de notre pédalo!
Jump on our pedalboat!

Lyrics (translation test) Climatic ballad!

It’s not normal
It’s way too hot
Tropical days for everyone
Glaciers melting too soon
The southern lands already drowned
We’re cutting down trees / we’re digging underwater
Only To stuff one animal
In our not-so-global fishbowl
Soon, no stream will flow anymore
 On my banjo
I couldn’t care less 
I do like the birds, like the cicadas
On my banjo
I’m trying hard
I do like the birds, like the cicadas
Despite tropical cyclones
They invite you to dance on cruise ships
In the newspaper, on the radio
They praise the frugal, they sell you the warehouse
Turn on the AC, switch on the fan
Or play Russian roulette at the casino
We all want to die as eco-friendly men
But not too fast, as Georges sang at Bobino
On my pedal boat
I’m the one pedaling 
No more birds, no more cicadas
On my pedal boat
I’m trying hard
No more birds, no more cicadas
A banal depressing ballad
Great fatigue from these scenarios
Wanting to bury my head in the sand
Dancing a ballet of daft ostriches 
On my banjo I’m hurting myself
No more birds, no more cicadas
On my pedal boat, I’m the one pedaling
When there’s no more water, we’ll all be in the hold

Balade climatique - Bossa

I'm walking in my tight dress,
My slave awaits his mistress.
Night rain falls upon my hair,
As my sweet scent fills the air.



I've just arrived at this place,
I step in, hiding all my stress.
Inside, a man barks like a dog,
Drooling at the sight of my clogs.



Do you need me tonight?
I've got something to give to you.
Do you feel excited?
I'll be stunning and sexy for you.



Now I’m taking off my lace panties,
To indulge in his perverse fancies.
He starts to gaze at my navel,
And his mind begins to travel.



He comes to my tunnel of love,
While the leaves of the trees move.
As the blood runs hot in his veins
I hear the sound of golden rain



Do you need me tonight?
I've got something to give to you.
Do you feel excited?
I'll be stunning and sexy for you.

Do you need me tonight?
I've got something to give to you.
Do you feel excited?
I'll be stunning and sexy for you.





You can taste the pleasure
if that's what you want
you can lick my studded heels
if that's what you want.



Do you need me tonight?
I've got something to give to you.
Do you feel excited?
I'll be stunning and sexy for you.

Do you need me tonight?
I've got something to give to you.
Do you feel excited?
I'll be stunning and sexy for you.

Do You Need Me Tonight

my remedy

New Single By Edge Of The Void

I was raised where the streets ran slow 
Barefoot summers where the wild grass grew 
Back when the stars could still break through 
Before the city swallowed the moon

The lights got brighter, the roads stretched far 
The voices doubled, then tripled the cars 
They paved the fields where we used to play 
And built up walls that hid the day

So I packed my bags, left the static behind 
Chased the wind to the edge of the night

Where the sky runs wide and the roads turn to dust 
Where the wolves still howl when the night wakes up 
No towers to fall, no sirens to cry 
Just the wind and the trees and the firelight

Mama used to say, There’s room for dreams
Now the lines stretch longer than the eye can see 
We watched the homes turn cold and gray 
And I knew we couldn't stay

Met a man with a map in his weathered hands 
Said, Ain’t no place left untouched by man 
Told me, Run while you can, before they come 
Before the silence is overrun

Where the sky runs wide and the roads turn to dust 
Where the wolves still howl when the night wakes up 
No towers to fall, no sirens to cry 
Just the wind and the trees and the firelight

Maybe out here, I’ll learn to be free 
Find a home where the world still breathes 
Where the air is clean, and the stars still shine 
Far from the weight of a crowded mind

Where the sky runs wide and the roads turn to dust 
Where the wolves still howl when the night wakes up 
No towers to fall, no sirens to cry 
Just the wind and the trees and the firelight

Let the wind take me where I belong 
Where the world still whispers in an old, lost song

Firelight

A gutsy piece of pure rock from the heart. Enjoy.

We dig through the dark, reaching echoes above. Oblivion prophets; deniers of thought. Oh-oh
They call us in masses, while hunger devours. Tainted waters. Tears that belong to the lost. Oh-oh

A perfect connection. A human resolution. Flesh bound in motion, craving emotion

Politics gather, commanding the crowd. Shadows behind the screens speak out loud
Come on. Oh-oh
Cities on fire, the wind stirs the flames - burning our art, erasing our names
So come on. Oh-oh

You’re right on time A slow melody of control. Transmissions deceiving. The enemy unknown
Like vampires, they drain us, feeding on pain and they silence the voices then shift all the blame
Oh-oh-oh

A perfect connection. A human resolution. Flesh bound in motion, craving emotion

Cities in fire, the wind stirs the flames - burning our art, erasing our names. So come on. Oh-ooh
Mother of Nature, we call to you now. Return to us bringing us clarity now
Descending of flowers. Roses in blooming. Carrying power. They veil every wound
And forever more
A human resolution. Flesh bound in motion, but we still can fight

Sacred Land

[Verse 1]
Packed my bags, left the shore,
Ventura sun, I’d see no more.
Dad had plans, we crossed the sea,
But in Geneva, it wasn’t meant to be.

At first, it felt like something new,
American school, a different view.
But then he left for Africa's call,
And I felt lost, I felt small.

[Pre-Chorus]
So I hit the rails, one-way ride,
Chasing something deep inside.
Through Spain, through Rome, the world flew by,
Under foreign stars, I learned to fly.

[Chorus]
Runaway train, don’t slow down,
Searching for a place where I won’t drown.
Through the mountains, through the sea,
Found a place where I could be free.

[Verse 2]
Athens nights and Cyprus skies,
Each new stop, a piece of life.
But my heart was set ahead,
To the Holy Land where my soul was led.

Half the day with hands in dirt,
Half the day where books would work.
Simple life, the air so clean,
It felt like waking from a dream.

[Pre-Chorus]
So I hit the rails, one-way ride,
Chasing something deep inside.
Through Spain, through Rome, the world flew by,
Under foreign stars, I learned to fly.

[Chorus]
Runaway train, don’t slow down,
Searching for a place where I won’t drown.
Through the mountains, through the sea,
Found a place where I could be free.

[Bridge]
Didn’t need a map, just a heart on fire,
Wanderer’s soul, climbing higher.
Maybe home’s not a place on a map,
But a feeling you chase and never look back.

[Outro]
Ventura’s waves still call my name,
But I’m not the same, I’ve changed my lane.
From Geneva’s halls to an open sky,
This is my life—I won't say goodbye.

[Final Chorus]
Runaway train, don’t slow down,
Searching for a place where I won’t drown.
Through the mountains, through the sea,
Found a place where I could be free.

Runaway Train

🎥YouTube Video here (will we ever have the time and resources to make a full video by 2080?😂): https://youtu.be/2vwP1ndf0O0
**🌧 Rain 🌧**  
Here we are again with a track we started recording months ago but never finished!
Finally, we’ve completed it and, wouldn’t you know it, while we were finishing the production, it rained nonstop here, with hail and everything!
It's a journey through rain and melancholy, where wet streets reflect memories and unfulfilled desires. The city's heartbeat blends with the sound of the rain, as unanswered questions fade into the storm. A track wrapped in dark atmospheres and intense melodies, for those who can hear the sound of solitude.
At the moment, this track is exclusively available on SoundCloud.
Released on March 28, 2025.
©2025 Beating Edge

Lyrics:

People walking in the street grey mist on my face
Loneliness is a city rain falling in its place
All the lights buzzing glowing in my eyes
Memories of the past haunting no goodbyes

Rain keeps pouring down no end in sight
Fear and desire tangled in this night
Footsteps echo like a distant cry
Here in the silence I can't tell you why

Under hard rain we're all looking for a sign
Falling with the drops we're lost in time
Cold hands reaching out but nobody's there
In the heart of the storm we breathe despair, but why?

Silver streets wet reflections now
Every raindrop a lost vow
Lurking ghosts inside our souls
Endless rain taking its toll

Thunder rolls distant lightning flickers low
Memories dissolve with each falling blow
Hope wears thin like the rain on glass
Questions unanswered time won't pass

Under hard rain we're all looking for a sign
Falling with the drops we're lost in time
Cold hands reaching out but nobody's there
In the heart of the storm we breathe despair, but why?

Rain

Music Video

"Dreaming Too Long" By Edge Of The Void

Rode out at dawn, dust on my heels 
Chasing’ the sun through the whispering fields 
The wind hums a song that I swear I recall 
But I don't know when, or if at all

Saw an old man by the river bend 
He said, Son, ain't you tired of pretending again?
I laughed but his eyes, they cut me so deep 
Like he knew something I lost in my sleep

Maybe the moonlight’s the only real flame 
Maybe the stars keep calling my name 
If the night feels more real than the ground I stand on 
Then tell me, my love, have I been dreaming too long?

Stopped at a church with no name on the door 
Candles still burn though no one's here no more 
A voice in the rafters, it whispered to me, 
You're only awake in the places unseen.

When I close my eyes, I ride through the plains 
With ghosts of my past calling out through the rain 
They tell me, Boy, this ain't where you belong
So I open my eyes... and the dream is all gone

Maybe the fire’s the only real glow 
Maybe the rivers know more than we know 
If the night feels more real than the ground I stand on 
Then tell me, my love, have I been dreaming too long?

The road rolls on, dust in my wake 
A dreamer who’s never quite sure if he's awake 
But if I fade into the echo of song... 
Maybe that means I was dreaming all along

Dreaming Too Long

Weightless

Beautiful Day

Modes About Me - Catacombs
Album:
Happy Not Hateful

Guitar:
@themysteriousdecibel

Bass:
@thefunkykaiju

Producer:
tssrecording.com/

Lyrics:

Happy Not Hateful

Catacombs

// Original vocals Kateryna Andruko
// Music, lyrics & mix by Guiville
--
Paper moths in the window pane,
Chasing the hush of a neon rain.
Your breath writes poems on my skin,
Lines undone where dreams begin.

No name for the colour between
The dusk and what we’ve never seen
A whisper left on a turning page,
A tremble just beyond the cage.

In the half-light, we dissolve,
Sketches traced in slow resolve.
Shadows bend where you and I
Forget the shape of reasons why.
No need for dawn, no room for right
We bloom like film in silver night.

Your fingers speak in minor chords,
Touch like questions never formed.
We hang between the now and not,
Hung canvases the world forgot.

The lamp hums low like a held breath,
Each sigh a step away from death.
We are unnamed, unsaved, uncaged
A fever in the margin's page.

In the half-light, we dissolve,
Sketches traced in slow resolve.
Shadows bend where you and I
Forget the shape of reasons why.
No need for dawn, no room for right
We bloom like film in silver night.

Stay until the light forgets,
We are the echo silhouettes.
Not love, not lust, but something truer
A half-light hymn in shades obscure.
--
Photo by https://unsplash.com/@barnikakovacs
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In The Half Light (Feat. Kateryna Andruko)

Living for the Fire

Borrowed Blade is country grit and gospel backbone—songs hammered on an anvil of hard times, small-town faith, and second chances. Fiddle cries, pedal steel sighs, and a low Telecaster growl carry stories of men and women who don’t run from the storm; they ride straight through it. These tracks lean on porch-light prayers, two-lane highways, court dates, and kitchen-table reconciliations. The title speaks to winning with what tried to wound you: you take the lie, break it in half, and use it for a handle. From barroom whispers to Sunday-morning vows, the record moves from hush to holler—brush snare shuffles, train beats, waltzes, and boot-stomp 4/4. This is not revenge; it’s redemption with calluses. Press play when you need courage you can hear and a map you can follow.

let-the-earth-forget-(country)

Should Have Kept That One

This is a plea from a jilted husband, who's trying to remind his wife of the things they shared.

LYRICS
(C)2025 Ggreg Snyder

(Verse 1)
We signed our names on that old front door,
Two young fools who wanted more.
The roof leaked rain, the pipes would shout,
But it was ours — that’s something to think about.

(Verse 2)
We rocked the baby, night to day,
You sang her worries all away.
First steps fell on the creaky floor,
She’s taller now, but she still wants more.

(Chorus)
So if you’re leaving, don’t rush out,
Sorry if I gave you any doubt.
I won’t beg, I won’t call you out,
I’m just giving you something to think about.

(Verse 3)
We buried folks we couldn’t spare,
Held each other through the empty chair.
You wiped my eyes, I held your hand,
That’s how we learned to understand.

(Verse 4)
Saturday mornings cleaning up the park,
Did deeds in the day, partied in the dark.
Helping the community, that was our tao,
Like a secret love, under the vow.

(Chorus)
So if you’re leaving, don’t rush out,
It's been ten years together, thereabout
I won’t beg, I won’t call you out,
I’m just giving you something to think about.

(Bridge)
Love gets restless, I suppose,
Chases a breeze where the wild wind blows.
But look at the garden, look at the town,
Look at the life we’ve hammered down.

(Chorus)
So if he’s waiting, don’t rush out,
I'll make my case and try not to pout.
I won’t beg, I won’t twist your doubt,
I’m just giving you something…
Something to think about.

(Outro)  
Yeah… just something to think about.

Something To Think About

Mike Branch
Beach-born, ocean-inspired.

An Australian singer-songwriter blending modern beach acoustics, folk, and indie, Mike Branch crafts songs that feel like a deep breath of sea air. Influenced by legends like Bob Dylan, Ed Sheeran, Coldplay, and Jack Johnson, his music is a reflection of the tides—sometimes calm and introspective, sometimes powerful and free. Whether riding waves or writing songs, Mike finds rhythm in nature and storytelling in the swell.

Firelight

Edge Of The Void

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