2 In Hand

children dying of cancer
war criminals dying of old age
those looking for an answer
get slapped with mysterious ways

line up on the runway
prepare for liftoff
play one-in-four-thousand odds
and declare, 'I adore you!'

there's only one way
to make sense of it all:
oh, Lord—
we were all born before you

and now it makes sense

we were born before God
we were born before God
it's up to us to make it happen
up to us to make it happen

we were born before God
born long before God
it's up to us to make it happen
up to us to make it happen

[break]

whenever you 
look up at the stars
it's the Universe
looking back at itself

it'll remember you—
every touch, every scar
has been recorded
by the most obvious spell

we will never
run out of time
cause time is where we 
happened at all

we can't untether
can't breathe the divine
but what if this is our one shot
to sculpt our own soul?

to me it makes sense

we were born before God
long long before God
it's up to us to make it happen
up to us to make it happen

like we were born before God
act like we were born before God
and the only way to make it happen
is if we all could make it happen

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Born Before God

Into the fray

(translation above)
Chanson écrite dans le cadre des ateliers d'écriture de Claude Lemesle, immense parolier français, avec pour thème : "faire une adaptation la plus fidèle possible".

Song written within the framework of the workshops of writing of Claude Lemesle, immense French lyricist, with for topic: "to make an adaptation the most faithful possible".

Loin de mes pensées

Pour la leçon, trop tard, je n’y comprends
Rien de rien, rien de rien
Et soudain toute mon âme se pend
À ta main, à ta main

Refrain : 
Peux-tu partir sans même dire un mot d’adieu
En effaçant tout notre passé ?
J’aurais pu t’aimer mieux, et si je t’ai blessée
Crois-moi, c’était bien loin de mes pensées

Tu as cent mille raisons de partir —
Je le sais, je le sais —
J’ai laissé notre jardin dépérir
Ne pars pas, s'il te plaît.
(refrain)

Le matin immobile dans mon lit
Loin de toi, seul sans toi.
Toutes mes chansons crient sans aucun bruit
Seul sans toi, loin de toi.

(refrain)
Tu es partie…
Crois-moi, c’était bien loin de mes pensées

Adaptation de Myckaël Marcovic, 1er décembre 2021

The last thing on my mind

It's a lesson too late for the learning,
Made of sand, made of sand.
In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin'
In your hand, in your hand.

Chorus :
Are you going away with no word of farewell,
Will there be not a trace left behind ?
Well, I could've loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind.
You know that was the last thing on my mind.

You've got reason a plenty for goin' —
This I know, this I know —
For the weeds have been steadily growin'.
Please don't go, please don't go.
(chorus)

As I lie in my bed in the mornin'
Without you, without you.
Each song in my breast dies a bornin’
Without you, without you.
(chorus)
That was the last thing on my mind

on the traditional song : The living of Liverpool

Loin de mes pensées (adapt. The last thing on my mind by Tom Paxton)

I Just Want To Feel Better

Symbiosis is the first album I wrote and produced, I am still learning logic particularly when it comes to mixing and mastering but this project is finally at a standard where I feel happy releasing it. This record is a art-pop/Chamber pop record exploring self growth and healing after a dark period of mental and physical health issues. I sing and play the flute and keys for this record.

All The Things

Guitar driven melodic rock. Made in Michigan with a nod to the 90's.

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Arrows

Alternative/ Blues-Rock Songwriter
New single "Twenty Three" out now!  "It’s Gonna Get Heavy Out" 20th August 2025
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