Pouring Rain (P. Martin - C. Martin)

It had been years since I had created a song from scratch. Not just a few notes of music that sound good. Not just words that flow together. But a piece that grabs me there, in the gut, that gives me chills and takes me far, far away in my mind, and on which I would lay my voice to accompany this journey.

It was the end of a day in April. My son, who has a bright musical future ahead of him, had taken out his brand new guitar. He had an idea, a series of chords, and a first verse.

‘Because you don't know how much I love you,’ I suggested right away, ‘And how I feel alone tonight.’

It sounded a bit like Oasis, reminding me of my youth, when I was on stage with my band, and I replied: ‘We've got a hit here, I'll write the rest.’

Yes, son, you've just turned 16, you live for music like I did at your age, but you also have both feet firmly planted in feelings and love. And at this moment, they are so powerful, so palpable, they can turn you upside down, hurt you like hell and make everything else seem pointless.

As I wrote the lyrics to this song that I imagined giving to you, I tried to immerse myself in those years while bringing maturity to my story. I worked on it for nearly three months, searching for the right words, the lyricism of British pop, whether it be Oasis or Fools Garden, all with the help of Garage Band.

I let this story unfold, this feeling of being at the market in the pouring rain, hoping that she would come back or simply notice me, that the long-awaited sunny days would return. I enjoyed this double narrative... Then I thought to myself, "it must be even harder today to feel invisible, like a “madman” trying to get the attention of the one he loves. Connected, no ‘Like’, not even a “seen”... That feeling of happiness from a ‘thumbs up’. This hyper-connected world in which young people live today, with its instantaneity, makes all those moments even more painful than they were in my memories.

Then one day, as I was immersed in this song, I wanted to take it in a different direction. Something touching on my world of electronic sounds. Modern, but retro, like the band ‘The Weeknd’. The new sounds of SynthMaster 3 and its collection seemed like the perfect direction to take. I was going to produce a new sound, again working carefully for almost a month.

All that was left was to add the vocals. Yours? Mine? I couldn't bring myself to let go of everything I had built, which had become a part of me. That's how I heard it in my head, that's how I needed to share it. You remain the one who provided the seed, the main idea and the inspiration.

I went to find that microphone I've wanted to sing into ever since you were born. Sixteen years without ever plugging it in, taking the time needed to write a new song from start to finish. Here it is, I offer it to you with some very special thoughts.

Special thanks to P-L-S

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Couplet 1.
Em-G-D-Asus4

Because you don't know how much i love you
And how i feel alone tonight

Well you don't see, how i play the fool
But sure i am not in your mind

Ref.
C-Em-G-D

So i curse the day
The one, i turn you back away
So please, just let me restart all again

I hear your laughs in my head
Like sunny days we could have spent
But i'm just walking in a pouring Rain

-- Gimmick --

Couplet 2

Because you don't konw how much i miss you
And how i feel it in my bones

But should i wait a sign, may be two ?
Or just a smiley on my phone

Couplet 3

'Cause your eyes have not brushed my way
Tought, i was dapper in the light
But could they ever shine for me
I can't get them out of my mind


Refrain
Gimmick

Because you don't know how much i love you
And how i feel alone tonight

No you don't see, how i play the fool
For sure i am not in your mind

Refrain
Gimmick

-- Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/intl-fr/track/5lo5VkwVz2prqKypGVO8Zy

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A world of silence, broken cries,
where eyes forget to recognize,
the pain that blooms in every street,
hearts too numb, too cold to beat.
So let the shadows teach us grace,
to find the warmth in their embrace,
for even sorrow, veiled and deep,
awakens dreams we thought asleep.

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O//TXT_0XX – Ashfall
We never saw the moment the sky broke.
Perhaps it had been breaking for centuries,
crumbling silently above our heads,
until the first fragments began to fall.

At first, the ash seemed harmless.
It drifted slowly, like snow without warmth,
a soft shroud over the ruins we called home.
We told ourselves it was only dust,
that it would pass,
that it could not bury what was already forgotten.

But the ash did not cease.
It thickened, layer upon layer,
suffocating voices, erasing paths,
sealing memories beneath a weight too heavy to unearth.

Now we walk in a world without horizon,
where day and night are the same shade of grey.
Every breath tastes of what once burned,
and every silence echoes with what was lost.

Ashfall is not an ending.
It is the inheritance of a fire long gone,
the residue of choices we never dared to make.

And when the last ember dissolves into dust,
when even our shadows are covered and unnamed
who will rise from the ash to say we were ever here?

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