Prayer to the self.wav

Written and produced by © Don Minolta // Minolta Records
Artist: Taylor Saenger

Call me tomorrow
When you get this
I’m chasin dreams
That we agreed on

Racing against
The time that made us
And keeps us
In spaces 
We’ve chosen

Loosen up
Life is short enough
In grand schemes 
And timelines
I wonder what we all
Are doing
Here sometimes
Just keeping up
Racing like a human
Numbered like a runner

Your hands are small
but you are mighty
In different rooms
You sit beside me

We spin around 
In different lives
Waiting for the moments
We collide

Loosen up 
Life is short enough
In grand schemes
And timelines
I wonder what we all
Are doing 
Here sometimes
Just keeping up
Racing like a human
Numbered like a runner

You know…
If life is just a game 
Then we should play more
And dance around for fun
You know…

The Time That Made Us

The Time that Made Us

singin and playin on my acoustic, freestyle off the rip just jammin out about a something something.....

Green Eyes

Bonjours à tous
Voici Les gardiens de nos mémoires, enregistré en 1987, est plus qu’un morceau, c’est un poème chanté à ceux qui ont forgé nos racines, à ceux dont les rides racontent des siècles d’amour, de luttes, et de lumière.
Leur présence est une richesse précieuse, souvent silencieuse, mais essentielle.
Derrière chaque ride se cache une histoire à préserver

Paroles :                      Laurentides Music
Musique :                    Laurentides Music
Arrangements :           Laurentides Music
Copyright :                  Laurentides Music 2025

Les gardiens de nos mémoires, enregistré en 1987

Track 12 of Between Suns album (the best song on here by far, if you ask me)

Sloganeers

// Original vocals Clare Deacon
// Music, lyrics & mix by Guiville
--
We met between two yawns of twilight, 
In a café that no longer exists. 
You ordered food and wine,
We drank to well past midnight

Midnight wore your silhouette 
Like a coat too thin for the weather. 
I mistook your silence 
for something sacred
We would laugh and cry

And Paris didn't blink, 
As we unraveled our slow embrace. 
I kissed the ghost of your goodbye 
Under a billboard of someone else’s forever. 
You spoke French and I would try
Some things are left unsaid

You left like a metaphor leaves the poem— 
Slipped between the margins. 
Your coat remained on the chair, 
Smelling of Camus and cigarettes.

We carved nothing into the Pont des Arts, 
Said everything with our shoulders. 
Our ruck sacks were so heavy
And the sun was so very bright

And Paris didn't blink, 
As we unraveled our slow embrace. 
I kissed the ghost of your goodbye 
Under a billboard of someone else’s forever. 
You spoke French and I would try
Some things are left unsaid

I walked back to the hotel 
Where we made love
No one waves. 
Not even Paris.
A long goodbye.
Not in Paris.

Not in Paris (Feat. Becky Deacon)

AGORA EU QUERO IR

DUMB AND DANGEROUS THING
Words and Music Stephen Randall

We are
Of dust and a billion days
We are
Of dust and a billion days
For all that we’ve created
There’s more that we’ll erase
We are
Of dust and a billion days

We are
Silent bruised and bled
We are
Silent bruised and bled
And ashes once were flames
And flames are all but dead
We are 
Silent bruised and bled

We are
A dumb and dangerous thing
We are
A dumb and dangerous thing
The hand that cast the stone
With beauty carved the sling
We are
A dumb and dangerous thing

Instrumental 

The hand that cast the stone
With beauty carved the sling
We are
A dumb and dangerous thing

We are
A dumb and dangerous thing

The Time that Made Us

Minolta Records

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