L’observateur observé. Un genre de méditation sonore où J’ai voulu mélanger différents genres musicaux avec vers la fin une intervention de Taf, mon ami Sénégalais qui a posé sa très belle voix, c’est un voyage « Inside » car il se passe beaucoup de choses à l’intérieur de notre cerveau humain, entre le conscient le subconscient, le supra conscient, à la fin ça fait beaucoup de monde et ils ne sont pas toujours tous d’accord, on dirait même que des fois il se prennent la tête l’un dit quelque chose, l’autre dit autre chose.
Mais puisqu’en nous subsiste un infini espace d’une grande profondeur où règne la paix, le calme, le silence parfois comme un guide qui nous emmène ailleurs, vers l’invisible, peut être vers cette énergie cosmique, vers les étoiles, vers la lumière, plus haut, plus loin….  

Paroles, chant et musique : Steph Ouna
Cœur et image : Lena https://soundcloud.com/user-262019520
voix Sénégalaise à la fin du morceau : Taf

Une initiative, émotive, passive
Un rêve éveillé
Une bouée qui dérive
au flux et courant des marrées
Sans jamais s’échouer

Croire à son étoile
Connecté à ses pensées
La main posée sur la toile
Libre et se laisser guider
Retrouver un peu d’espoir
De magie de coté

C’est vrai, tu as raison
Je vais maintenant, t’écouter
Si mes tourments te gênent
Je les enverrai en recommandé

Tous ces déserts, amers
N’auront plus aucun effet
Dérision d’éther
Etrange et sur mon caractère

inside

Link to the video

https://youtu.be/G3v5nrNtafI?si=9HqZYKMrK3_SEs5e


Lyrics
So who holds a key to feel 
their happy inside
and must madness always win 
when sanity slides
if true beauty’s only measured 
by the ugliest stares
why’d you still need to hear 
their magic three words
when holding out for a change 
won’t make a new you
guess maybe the smartest money’s 
still on the biggest fool
cos our wasted day weighs more 
every single year
and in the end you’ll cry drown 
your regretful dry tears

BUT I FOUND BLISS IN IGNORANCE 
THE MORE I SEE THE LESS I WANNA KNOW
TELL ME A STORY AND MAKE IT REAL
SELL ME A STORY JUST MAKE ME FEEL
COS I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS IT’S ENDLESS REPEAT

Now go find your two reasons 
that get you through
cos nobody’s gonna save you 
from the ghosts of you
so take those chances to make
your feel real today
cos waiting round for forever 
it’s just so passe
and stop blaming tomorrow 
for choices never made
you never thought you’d made

BUT I FOUND BLISS IN IGNORANCE 
THE MORE I SEE THE LESS I WANNA KNOW
TELL ME A STORY AND MAKE IT REAL
SELL ME A STORY JUST MAKE ME FEEL
COS I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS THROUGH THESE REPEATS
YEAH I’M SICK OF LIVING THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS
THROUGH THESE REPEAT SHOWS ON ENDLESS REPEAT
I’M SO TIRED OF GIVING IN ENDLESS REPEAT
TO GHOSTS THAT KEEP LIVING ON ENDLESS REPEAT
WITH THE MONEY AND POWER REPEATIN REPEATS
RULE THE MEN OF THE HOUR DEFENDING REPEATS
WHILE PEACE CIRCLES VICTIMS IN ENDLESS REPEAT
OUR SHOCK FACTORS DIE IN BIG SCREEN REPEATS
AS WARS AND THEIR SYSTEMS REPEAT AND REPEAT
SO INNOCENCE CAN DIE AS HISTORY REPEATS
INNOCENCE DIES ON ENDLESS REPEAT
INNOCENTS DIE IN ENDLESS REPEATS
INNOCENCE DIES ON ENDLESS REPEAT
INNOCENTS DIE IN ENDLESS REPEATS
THEIR INNOCENCE IS DYING
OUR INNOCENCE IS DYING
INNOCENTS ARE DYING
THE INNOCENCE OF DYING


The Innocence of Dying (Endless Repeats)

An original song dedicated to my parents. I grew up in a small town in the Allegheny mountains of western Pennsylvania. This tune is a remixed version of the original.

Lyrics:

Sam and Rose, from the Allegheny Mountains
Their love was as deep as the river streams
Lived In the old red house on George Street
With their three sons they dreamed

Through the seasons, they weathered the years
Their bond unbreakable, crystal clear
In the quiet of the night, under starlit skies
Until the end their love shined bright

Mountain love, strong and true
In the heart of those two
Through the storms and the rain
Their love in eternity remains

In the western hills of Pennsylvania
Their love was like a melody
Sung by the wind and the trees
Together forever and free

Mom and Dad, in the big old red house
Their love a beacon in the night
In the Allegheny Mountains of Pennsylvania
Their story of eternal love forever bright

Music and Lyrics by Len Bennati FM Folk Copyright 2024
Mastered Track: Distrokid Mixea 2025
Image: Copilot

Sam and Rose

Elysium

Dream dancer

Life's a simulation

"Oblivion" was originally composed for bandonéon, piano and bass, by Argentine composer Astor Piazzolla in 1982. I have fallen in love with his music and had to play my own arrangement. Here is a YouTube of the original: https://youtu.be/hLX1-0VFjwE?si=LyDwslnJIlL8vT_9

My sincere thanks to David Dunham for his generosity in mastering my track. @david-dunhamuser589535203
Original image courtesy of Kristin Snippe, Unsplash

Oblivion by Astor Piazzolla

My Love

Cuidame los Gatos

Between the Worlds

The Hidden

Painless Moon Kiss feat. Martin Jansen & joerxworx

“What makes a song is the singer, while what makes a singer is their dedication to music and their inner feelings.”   Dimash Qudaibergen

I have enjoyed music for as long as I can remember and cannot remember a day of not either singing or listening to music. I am self-taught when it comes to playing guitar but what I most enjoy is singing which I have been doing since around age 18. Now retired singing and playing the guitar is now just a hobby and something I do to help pass the time. Have always  loved the sound of a Martin guitar. Currently been playing a Road Series DR S2 for about 6 years. Thanks for listening. I also enjoy discovering the sounds of other talented musicians and singers here on SoundCloud.