Introduction in English:

In my late 30s, I still suffered from frequent anxiety and panic attacks. During this time, I had a recurring nightmare: I am lying in my bed at night. Some dark, strange figure comes into my room. It slowly comes closer to me. Before it reaches me, I wake up screaming and drenched in sweat.  
One day my female psychoanalyst encouraged me to relive this dream with her company. Like a fairy godmother, she now sat in my imagination at the edge of my bed and held my hand. Thus I succeeded in letting the dark figure come closer. And at some point the strange being stood in front of me and I could look him directly in the face. And suddenly it became clear to me that it is the death which stands beside me; which probably always stood beside me and also always will stand beside me: My eternal companion. 
Since these sessions, panic attacks and anxiety attacks occur very rarely. And when they do come, I now know that it is basically my residual fear of finitude, of having to die, and finally of death. And from this realization, I can feel all the more in all my depths the legendary sentence of Sigmund Freud: "If you want to live well, prepare yourself early for death". The song "Finitude" was written against the background of these experiences It is in French, because for me this language comes closest to such existential themes.

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak French):

Finitude

I have no time 
Finitude
Stands in my door
And speaks to me:

Come on go 

Don't stand still
Let no more time pass

The clock is ticking away 
Your shadow wins
Decay haunts you
Pain and anguish

But you are not alone 
The duty to die
Is the bond 

That unites us 
Whether rich or poor 
Wise or foolish

Death doesn't care
He takes us to himself

Finitude
I am ready
Look at you
You move closer to me

Till you're all there with me 

Look around me 
Many backs already crooked
The rollator goes ahead
Straight to the cemetery gate

The lifting only lasts 
Until the next tower clock

Then it comes out

That we melt 
We blow in the wind
Nothing of us remains 
Death rubs its hands

But do not forget
The duty to die 
Is the bond

That unites us 
Whether rich or poor 
Wise or foolish

Death does not care
He takes us to himself

Finitude
I am ready
Look at you
You move closer to me

Till you're all with me 
Until you are
Until you are 
Untill you are
Completely with me

Texte en français:

Finitude

Je n'ai pas le temps 
La finitude
Est à ma porte
Et me parle:

Allez, vas-y 
Ne t'arrête pas
Ne laisse plus passer le temps

L'horloge s'écoule 
Ton ombre gagne
Le déclin te hante
Douleur et tourment

Mais tu n'es pas seul 
Le devoir de mourir
Est le lien 

Qui nous unit 
Riche ou pauvre 
Intelligents ou idiots

La mort c'est pareil
Elle nous fait venir

Finitude
Je suis prêt
Je te regarde
Tu te rapproches de moi

Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Tout à fait avec moi 

Je regarde autour de moi 
Beaucoup de dos déjà courbés
Le rollateur va devant
Directement à la porte du cimetière

Le lifting ne dure que 
Jusqu'à la prochaine horloge de la tour

Puis il se révèle

Que nous passons 
Emportés par le vent
Qu'il ne reste rien de nous 
Que la mort se frotte les mains

Mais n'oublie pas
Le devoir de mourir 
Est le lien

Qui nous unit 
Riche ou pauvre 
Intelligents ou idiots

La mort c'est pareil
Elle nous fait venir

Finitude
Je suis prêt
Je te regarde
Tu te rapproches de moi

Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Tout à fait avec moi
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois 
Jusqu'à ce que tu sois
Tout à fait avec moi

Finitude

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There's something very special about the making of a song. Sometimes its lyrics given music, or music given a voice of it's own. This time it was probably even more special. I wanted to show my daughter how to write and record a song. So I wrote some lyrics practiced some and recorded it while explaining everything I was doing. I told her that words are magic, and you can use them to shape the world around you. You can use them to hurt people, make them sad, make them laugh... but ultimately I hoped that she would use her words wisely to uplift people's spirits. In turn it would shape her world for the better. That if she used her words to harm others, those words would harm her in return. If she used her words for good, it would shape her into the beautiful woman she is meant to be some day. I hope you all find this song as beautiful as I do.

Lyrics:

Beyond the wall
There lies a story
A love so deep
It was buried
Beneath 
The old oak tree
And in the trunk
Their names were carved
Beneath the old 
Oak tree
Their names
Forgotten memories

And you say, 
Nothing last forever
And I say
You’re wrong
Because just because
We’re gone
Doesn’t mean our love
Won’t carry on

Beyond the wall
The cries of warring
The blood would seep
his to carry
Burden
Heavy as an oak tree
Where in the trunk
Their vows were carved
Beneath the old 
Oak tree
Their vows
Begotten Children sing

And you say, 
Nothing last forever
And I say
You’re wrong
Because just because
We’re gone
Doesn’t mean our love
Won’t carry on

The Old Oak Tree

Groovy, daddy-o, kick it off!
(Hep-hep, coolsville)

(Chorus)
Solid! Solid! Let's swing!
In the shadows, catch that zany fling
Hands jivin' high, a real gone spree
Solid! Solid! Can't put the brakes
In the joyous riffs of the midnight shakes
Let's jitterbug! (Solid! Solid! Let's swing!)

(Verse)
Grab your shades, slick back your hair
We're cruisin' down the boulevard without a care
The moon's winking, the stars align
In this groove, baby, everything's fine

(Hep-hep, coolsville)

(Chorus)
Solid! Solid! Let's swing!
In the shadows, catch that zany fling
Hands jivin' high, a real gone spree
Solid! Solid! Can't put the brakes
In the joyous riffs of the midnight shakes
Let's jitterbug! (Solid! Solid! Let's swing!)

(Verse)
As the night winds down, don't you fret
The memory of this groove, you won't forget
In the heart of coolsville, under the moon's glow
Solid, daddy-o, let the good times flow!

(Groovy, daddy-o)

(Chorus)
Solid! Solid! Let's swing!
In the shadows, catch that zany fling
Hands jivin' high, a real gone spree
Solid! Solid! Can't put the brakes
In the joyous riffs of the midnight shakes
Let's jitterbug! (Solid! Solid! Let's swing!)

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Hands Jivin' High

Composed, Arranged, Performed and Produced by Lefteris Matapas.
Recorded and Mixed by Lefteris Matapas.

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