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Avec le temps - Alex N music

Måneskin, The Loneliest Live (2022 - 10 - 07, RTL2PopRockLive, Paris, France)

Я хочу домой только дома нет ни в одной стране

"A Cadillac In The Middle Of Nowhere"  The song describes a magical and passionate night on a dance floor. The narrator feels captivated by another person, and as they dance under the neon lights, time seems to stand still. The "Cadillac of Dreams" is a metaphor for their journey together, taking them to an idyllic and eternal place. The lyrics speak of the euphoria of the moment, the magnetic connection between the two, and the desire for this feeling of love and happiness to never end.

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Cadillac Dreams Special Disco Version Remix


Laughing at the Riverside is a nostalgic indie rock ballad that captures the emotional texture of a summer evening reunion among old friends. Set by the riverbank at dusk, the song explores themes of memory, time, and quiet connection. Through poetic verses and a melancholic male baritone voice, the lyrics reflect on shared stories, lost moments, and the bittersweet beauty of aging friendships. The chorus, anchored by the line “Laughing at the Riverside,” evokes a sense of timeless joy and emotional release. Instrumental sections—ranging from ambient intros to orchestral crescendos—mirror the emotional arc of the night, making the song feel cinematic and deeply personal.

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🎵 Laughing at the Riverside
Lyrics by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf

[Intro – Twilight Pulse (0:00–0:45)  
Soft piano arpeggios in low register.  
Muted bass pulses gently.  
Ambient pads with tremolo shimmer.  
Delay-washed electric guitar textures.  
No drums yet, slow emotional build.  
Mood: dusky summer evening, anticipation, warmth.]

Verse 1  
We parked the cars by the willow bend  
Sun bleeding out like a quiet friend  
You brought the cheap wine, I brought the old jokes  
Someone lit a fire, someone almost choked  

The river moved like it knew our names  
Skipping stones, trading old mistakes  
You said, “Remember that night in June?”  
I said, “I barely remember you”  

Pre-Chorus  
But the laughter came easy, like it used to  
And the silence felt softer than truth  

Chorus  
Laughing at the Riverside  
Where the past comes back but never bites  
We were ghosts in denim and light  
Laughing at the Riverside  
Like nothing ever changed  
Like everything was right  

[Instrumental Bridge – Echoes in the Current (2:10–2:40)  
Drums enter with off-kilter rhythm (5/4).  
Muted trumpet and trombone add melancholic accents.  
Dissonant guitar chords slowly resolve.  
Synth sweeps mimic water movement.  
Mood: flickering memories, emotional tension.]

Verse 2  
You played that song from senior year  
It cracked like vinyl, but we all cheered  
The moon hung low like a borrowed time  
And someone cried without a sign  

We talked of jobs, of kids, of loss  
Of how we all got a little lost  
But no one judged, and no one lied  
We just let the river decide  

Chorus  
Laughing at the Riverside  
Where the past comes back but never bites  
We were ghosts in denim and light  
Laughing at the Riverside  
Like nothing ever changed  
Like everything was right  

[Instrumental Interlude – Denim Ghosts (3:30–4:10)  
Strings (violin, cello) play a nostalgic theme.  
Piano repeats intro motif, higher and fragile.  
Slide guitar adds emotional texture.  
No drums, ambient bass carries the mood.  
Mood: time suspended, quiet reflection.]

Bridge  
The fire burned down to a whisper  
And I wished I’d said more to her  
But maybe that’s the point of nights like these  
You feel too much, and speak too little  

[Build-Up – Firelight Crescendo (4:40–5:10)  
Drums return with driving rhythm.  
Brass and strings swell into crescendo.  
Open guitar chords with tremolo.  
Warm synth pad underneath.  
Mood: emotional climax, shared joy and sorrow.]

Final Chorus  
Laughing at the Riverside  
Where the echoes feel like lullabies  
We were young, we were terrified  
Laughing at the Riverside  
Like nothing ever changed  
Like everything was right  

[Outro – Riverside Fade (5:40–6:20)  
Sparse piano notes like water drops.  
Reverse guitar effects echo memories.  
Slow bass pulse like a heartbeat.  
Field recording: river sounds, distant laughter, crickets.  
Mood: closure, memory lingering, peace.]

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© Lyrics and concept by Martin Oliver Beinersdorf. All rights reserved.

Laughing at the Riverside

“Missed That Train” is a reflection on the moments we let pass us by — not just a train pulling out of a station, but all the small chances, words, and decisions that quietly shape a life.
Written like a conversation with time itself, the lyrics unfold as a personal journey through regret, memory, and subtle acceptance.
It’s about standing still while the world moves on — and realizing, maybe too late, what that silence really meant.
Poetic but grounded, the words stay with you — like the sound of something you almost caught… and didn’t.

„Missed That Train“ erzählt vom Verpassen – nicht nur eines Zuges, sondern ganzer Möglichkeiten, Worte, Momente, die ein Leben prägen.
Der Songtext wirkt wie ein leises Gespräch mit der Zeit: ehrlich, bildhaft, nachdenklich.
Es geht um das Innehalten, während alles andere weiterzieht – und um die späte Erkenntnis, was dieses Innehalten wirklich bedeutet hat.
Ein Song über Reue, Erinnerung und die Kunst, loszulassen, ohne sich selbst zu verlieren.

Missed That Train

Saw the red lights blinkin’, platform 9
Hands in my pockets, just killing time
How fast it goes when you look away
Just a blink, and that steel bird flew away

It wasn’t just a train, you know what I mean
It was twenty-seven chances I’ve never seen
A road trip I never took at nineteen
A kiss I skipped, too scared to be seen

I missed that train, and I miss a lot more
Like the look in your eyes when you opened the door
Like the song we never danced to in July rain
Yeah, I missed that train… and I’d do it again

Used to think life waits, but it don’t
It hums down the tracks, whether you come or you won’t
And the station clears out when the moment’s gone
Silence louder than a goodbye song

I saw a crow where your shadow stood
It looked at me like you once would
I stepped, then froze – the sky turned gray
And nothing moved… but time, anyway

I missed that train, and I miss a lot more
Like the words you whispered, like your coat on the floor
Like the dream I let die in the morning gray
Yeah, I missed that train… and it slipped away

Now I walk by tracks like a ghost in a frame
Still chasing smoke, still cursing my name
Some doors close, some don’t make a sound
But that train…
It never slowed down


Missed That Train

Music & Lyrics ‘The Mirror of Love’ by ARGYTACT 

My dearest, these are the words
I found in the silence, far from the loudest chords.
No judgment hides within these notes, only the light,
Of a love that sees you whole, stripped of all right.
I've come to know my own shadow, the darkest of parts,
And thus I dare, without fear, to lay open my heart.
I share this not to accuse, but because truth offers a path—
A freedom to love without the constant aftermath.

Through a thousand rooms of my past I once did roam,
A soul in search of worth, on unstable ground far from home.
My heart an open wound, susceptible to every pain,
The Redeemer in me watched, silent and subtle, fueled by strain.
I learned my value lay in every storm that I subdued,
And in that chaos, I knew who I was, my self-worth imbued.

For I was, my dearest, addicted to the struggle and the fray,
The adrenaline was my comfort, my constant stay.
It was the only language my formative years had taught,
A chemical yearning, for stillness and rest was sought.
I looked for external chaos, to distract from the void,
An invisible force that my life consistently employed.

And in your eyes, I found the echo of my deepest strife,
An invitation to rewrite the past, to fix my former life.
But now I see that my mission sustained your pain and fear,
My love for you made you strong enough to stand, yet kept you near.
I realize that my striving inadvertently fed the storm,
Allowing the trauma to persist, keeping your spirit warm.

My own path traversed through mist and through deep regret,
Through introspection, I learned the quiet voice to let.
And every lyric I now write is pure, honest, and plain,
The truth is the only boundary I allow to remain.
Your love is my true anchor, the melody that feeds my soul,
But the chaos, residing within, seeks to take its toll.

The mirror of my love reflects the shadow and the light,
No judgment in my eyes, only a vision clear and bright.
For true love overcomes, so profound and deeply pure,
That even the greatest dream, for peace we must endure.
I accept you, my dearest, till the very end of time,
But at the edge of chaos, I halt this inner paradigm.

And I see now, my love, why you cannot fully hear my song,
For the truth of your own sorrow is where your pain belongs.
I accept that your trauma holds you closed, keeping fear in sight,
And that you cannot grant me the listener's perfect, full light.
But I will never again permit the aggression or the lies to remain,
For my love for you must never invalidate my self-sovereign reign.

The desire for a child, a heavy burden we both bear,
But love is responsibility, and safety we must share.
I set that cherished dream aside, for the sake of our peace,
Refusing to burden your health, seeking our own release.
We are already whole, my dearest, in the love that is here,
And our worth stands complete, unmarred by this sorrowful fear.

My heart chooses you, the person whom I clearly see,
But my soul, my spirit, chooses safety and stability.
I stay, but I lay down the exhausting role of the Redeemer, forevermore.
I am your partner, not your therapist; that is the oath I now swear.
This is not fleeing the battle, but embracing the higher cause,
For in this clarity, our truest love blossoms beyond all flaws.

The mirror of my love reflects the shadow and the light,
No judgment in my eyes, only a vision clear and bright.
For true love overcomes, so profound and deeply pure,
That even the greatest dream, for peace we must endure.
I accept you, my dearest, till the very end of time,
But at the edge of chaos, I halt this inner paradigm.

Dearest, our journey continues, guided by new rules of respect and calm.
I faced my own trauma addiction; now it is time to lay down your alarm.
Your healing is your path alone, and my love will be the guiding flame,
Not to change you, but to help you find the way, far from shame.
In love, forever, with all the strength that within me dwells.
I remain, but I demand peace.

Missed That Train

BRO

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