Pro work, very polished and solid skills proven, sounds like FM radio at night, a bit too trad

I deleted this one earlier this year for whatever reason. But It's here to stay now.

Well it's a dud, caught in the middle of I know you should
You said you would, not counting stitches at the end of it
And there you go, there you go
It's just for show, it's just for show
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And if I say tomorrow, I'm burning down a bridge
You see the flames of sorrow and breathe the ashes
Cause' it's a dud, ah held on when you knew you could
You lost your foot, ah and fell from where you stood
From where you stood
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Well, in a nutshell, you're everything I thought you were
And standing sun, toss it in and let it burn
And there you go, there you go
It's just for show, it's just for show
--------------------------------------------------------
And if I say tomorrow, I'm burning down a bridge
You see the flames of sorrow and breathe the ashes
Cause' it's a dud, ah held on when you knew you could
You lost your foot, ah and fell from where you stood
From where you stood

Counting Stitches

with great heaviness for tomorrow i cross the mountain to throw a baseball

shiver

(translation above)

Chanson écrite en collaboration avec The Fall of Saïgon  https://soundcloud.com/ulv-orn-bjornsson

La perte des sens

Un larsen lancinant
Transperce mes tympans

Et mes yeux embrumés
Ont soif de vérité

Trop d’excès infernaux
M’ont sapé le cerveau
Comme la mer dévore
La falaise mirador

Refrain :
Je voudrais qu’on trépane
Tout ce feu de mon crâne
Qu’on torpille mon calvaire
Dans ma vie sans lumière
Mes yeux supplient, s’affolent dans ma boussole
Qui cogne et pleure et crie dans ma tête folle

J’ai cherché un soleil
Au fond de ma bouteille

Et la nuit m’a brisé
Personne pour me sauver

Je ne suis plus un homme
Quand en moi tout bouillonne
La cafard de Kafka
Est plus heureux que moi
(refrain)

Qui viendra par pitié
Un jour me délivrer
Pour soigner le non-sens
De mes sens en carence ?

J’attendrai tout le temps
Qu’il me faudra tenir
Pour qu’un ciel à l’équerre
M’accorde sa lumière

Paroles et musique de Guillaume Pognon
et Myckaël Marcovic, le 20 juin 2022

The loss of the senses

A throbbing feedback
pierces my eardrums

And my misty eyes
Are thirsty for truth

Too many infernal excesses
Have sapped my brain
As the sea devours
The mirador cliff

Refrain :
I would like that one trepane
All this fire of my skull
That they torpedo my ordeal
In my life without light
My eyes beg, panic in my compass
That knocks and cries and screams in my crazy head

I looked for a sun
At the bottom of my bottle

And the night has broken me
No one to save me

I'm not a man anymore
When everything in me is boiling
The cockroach of Kafka
Is happier than me
(refrain)

Who will come out of pity
One day to deliver me
To cure the nonsense
Of my senses in deficiency?

I will wait all the time
That I will have to hold
So that a sky at the square
To grant me its light

Words and music by Guillaume Pognon
and Myckaël Marcovic, June 20, 2022

Sens en carence (The Fall of Saïgon / Myckaël Marcovic)

Eat Those Words - Class Of 2

Produced, Written, and Performed By: IAN GREAVES, DOMINIQUE MONIQUE aka  DOMINIQEFRENCH and RS FRAWSTAKWA 

Instrumental, Mixing and Mastering By: IAN GREAVES

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coitus, 1. sex: from Latin, "meeting, encounter, act of sex," from coi-, variant stem of coīre; + -tus, suffix of verbal action

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I have been invited by Combstead @markcombs-928282858
to play some lead guitar on a piece of him. The piece he provided to me was such a wonderful ballad, that I immediately got the ideas for the clean guitars. The solos were flowing due to Marks great and inspiring composition! 
So I feel very honored by that and I am looking forward to further collaborations with him.
I hope you will enjoy this as well as we do!
Have fun, it’s rock!

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