So simple and so powerfull!! Fantastic song!

aw...  this holds so much beauty.  ironically, it really is moving.  i can't guarantee there won't be tears...

oh  what a song.  love the passion in this performance.   👏👏👏❤️🌹

I love those piano notes that seem to be rubbing up against each other expressing a beautiful tension

Compositeur arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD
Auteur mélodiste : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
Rêves embrumés éphémères danses
Poussières de nuit voilées de silence
Dormir sur la Lune
Voleurs de vent  souffleurs de nuages
Flou d'amours denses à l'état sauvage
Dormir sur la Lune
Apprivoiser nos murmures
Abandonner nos armures 
Dormir sur la Lune
Caresser nos sensations
Effleurer nos émotions
Dormir sur la Lune
Nager sous l'eau delà des courants
Flotter de rives en rives en rêvant
Dormir sur la Lune 

Foggy dreams, ephemeral dances
Night dust veiled in silence
Sleeping on the moon
Cloud-blowing wind thieves
Blur of dense wild love
Sleeping on the Moon
Tame our whispers
Abandon our armor 
Sleeping on the Moon
Caressing our sensations
Touching our emotions
Sleeping on the Moon
Swim underwater beyond the currents
Floating from shore to shore dreaming
Sleeping on the Moon
© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD  2022

Dormir sur la Lune   TRANSLATED

https://dominiquelebars1.bandcamp.com/album/mini-compil-1-chansons

Compil Chansons

Photo : Marielle Lemaire - Ariège - France

Marcher, c'est des captures d'images, des sentiments qui se composent, se transforment, se ruminent en de douces pensées. Dans l'enlacement continu du parcours, cette source de satiété physique offre une richesse grandissante à l'esprit. La pérégrination ancre nos sens dans cette réalité.

Walking is capturing images, feelings that are composed, transformed, ruminated in sweet thoughts. In the continuous embrace of the journey, this source of physical satiety offers a growing richness to the spirit. The journey anchors our senses in this reality.

Ce projet se compose d'un prélude, d'une pièce principale, de cet interlude suivi de son postlude.

3 - Sur Le Chemin - Avec Franck Douvin

on the other side of life
willingfull servants
I’m wrapping it up in rage
running for errands deep at night

on the downside of ice
warm is the water
can’t get myself enough
breath to get back to where I’m from

and that’s good
we’re here for the taking
and that’s good
we’re here to be taken

and that’s good
we’re here for the taking
and that’s good
we’re to here to be taken
away and out

have you ever been beneath
to dive and see
where the angels go
you can see it too my love

and that’s good
we’re here for the taking
and that’s good
we’re here to be taken

and that’s good
we’re here for the taking
and that’s good
we’re here to be taken
away and out

I'm in my shallow grave
I'm in my shallow grave
away from hollow gold
away from hollow gold
away and out
away and out

Hollow

This was unavoidable for me.  Politics aside, I think we can all agree that the mounting innocent victims of global conflict are a tragedy beyond measure.  These casualties should not be ignored as we sit in the comforts of our cushy little lives.


All rights reserved 6/6/2024

So far away 
It rumbles Iike a thundercloud
Eyes to the sky
Illuminated all around

Awaiting a world
to look and see
I cannot believe
what’s goin down
And what will be
I cannot conceive

The smoke in your eyes
Does not mask the tragedy…
don’t mind the flies
Images in front of me…

Temperatures rising
In the towns 
And over the fields
So many dying
And for what
I do not believe….

Moonlight and shadows
Paint the town
In shades so disarming..
the look in their eyes…
never to see the next morning 

Calling your name
In the pile of rubble under me…
I don’t here a sound
The silence is so deafening…

Awaiting a world
to look and see
I cannot believe
what’s goin down
And what will be
I cannot conceive

Missiles are raining
From the sky
It’s never ending…
mothers are wailing
like a choir
the tears they are sending

Six thousand miles 
Isn’t really far away…

Awaiting A World

Mark says,
"Making music with Rodolfo is always exciting and often a challenge, although I know we both find it stimulating, as we always aim to reach high and this post is no exception. This new song, started its gestation almost a year ago, instantly showed a lot of promise and since has been through many stages of exploration and rounds of problem-solving. The painfully blunt lyrics were initially inspired by a friend's brutal relationship break-up, but the final result is much heavier. I hope you find it moving rather than disturbing, I was trying to match the mood of Rod's deeply dramatic music."

Rodolfo says,
"I think it's a fantastic song and you've done an amazing job on both the story and the vocals, especially those tough lines. When I was writing it, I just felt like a modern blues with a techno vibe was taking shape. The final sound was defined by the story and those really dramatic, emotional lyrics. You might want to make it clear that it's a fictional story to avoid giving our friends heart attacks."

We appreciate all of the kind support that the Soundcloud community has given our collaborations. Thanks for listening and sharing your thoughts, Mark and Rodolfo

Rodolfo Planes - Music composition, instrumentation, arrangement, production and mix https://soundcloud.com/rplanes
Me - Vocals and lyrics

Moments of stress,
How did you deal with the rest?
All that is left of you and me,
Is wrecked.
How can we expect,
To go on when there’s nothing at all left?
 
…Left in the lurch,
You should have done more research.
I was truly never a safe bet for you…
For you could have made,
A much better match than you did with me.
 
Open your eyes,
I promise you won’t be surprised,
It’s been there before you,
All along, all of the way…
…Way before you had sensed,
That we had got it all so wrong by then.
 
Moments of stress,
All such a mess,
It’s anyone’s guess,
How it all went so wrong?
Moments of stress,
No more nor less,
Need I express,
How it all went so wrong?

Moments Of Stress - Continental Collision (by Rodolfo Planes/Mark J Bennett)

The first cold winds of Autumn arrived last evening and with them a time of reflection. If Spring is the season of "Hello", surely Autumn is the season of "Goodbye".  The farewells can be bittersweet, whether to a fragrant garden or fragrant friendship, but the bitter lasts only a moment but the sweet remains in our remembering.
A special thank you to Debbie for gracing my efforts with her playing--she makes all things beautiful:) Hear more of her lovely music @debra_buesking.

Bittersweet Goodbye (Debra Buesking; Piano, David; Godin Guitar)

the first time i saw you, i was hypnotized.
from that day i knew, had to be by your side.
the smile of salvation, looking back at me.
the face of an angel, come to set me free.

my angel

you are amazing, there's no one like you.
a heart full of love, a soul that's good and true.
even in the darkness, you shine like a guiding star.
one in a million, that's just what you are.

my angel

My angel.

11/22/24 HUGE THANK YOU for the REPOSTING and SHARING!!!! I am SO VERY grateful!!!!
This song is track 5 off my album. I hope you enjoy it. 

© 2024 Lyrics And Music By Brenda Doss

I should be happy  
With all of my life
I should be satisfied 
But I’m not
Why do I carry 
The weight of the world on my back
Why should I care
When no one else does

I am a slave 
To the thoughts that I have
I need to change the world
With these tired hands 
Don’t turn me off 
Don’t turn me down
Don’t shut me in 
Don’t throw me out
And I might go crazy
But you might come around
       
At the backdoor 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the backdoor 
You will find me
These tired hands are bleeding
 
Should I worry
If it all goes to hell
Can I live my life in apathy
Like everybody else
Why am I here 
What can I change
These reckless times  
I’m not to blame
Isn’t anybody out there
Isn’t anyone afraid

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Begging on my knees
At the backdoor 
You will find me
These tired hands are bleeding

I’m your disease
I’m  your despair
I’m like a flea
I’m in your hair
I’m breeding in your conscience
When you don’t want me there

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Begging on my knees
At the back door 
You will find me
A wounded heart grieves
At the back door 
You will find me yeah yeah yeah

At the back door 
You will find me
And I might never leave
At the back door 
You will find me
Cause I'm begging on my knees
At the backdoor 
You will find me
A wounded heart grieves
At the back door 
You will find me
These tired hands are reaching

Debut

Back Door

℗ © Copyright 2024 Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded, mixed and mastered in Logic.
Guitar played: Taylor 714CE in standard tuning (capo 3rd fret)
Photography:
Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
SONG NOTES AND LYRICS:
Let the rain come down 
Take this river to the sea
Let the rain come down
Take this river to the sea
Way out here
Just the rain and the river and me

Let the rain come down 
The things this old river has seen 
Let the rain come down 
The things this old river has seen
Way out here
It’s just the rain and the river me

From the top of this hill 
How this river flows
Doing what a river does 
What a river knows 
Let the rain come down 
Take the river where the river goes 

Let the rain come down 
What will be will be 
Let the rain come down 
What will be will be 
Way out here
Just the rain and the river and me

The Rain and The River and Me

I am numb
I’ve forgotten how to feel
I have become
An impenetrable shell of steel
I won’t succumb
To their appeals
They beat their drums
But I will not reveal

What goes on inside my head
I won’t be drawn, I can’t be read
And I have no more tears to shed 
My oath is etched upon your grave
I won’t let go, I won’t be saved

I am alone
It’s best that way
I ignore the phone
I have no words today
If they think that I’m not home
Maybe they’ll go away
Cos they just want to know
What I cannot say 'bout

What goes on inside my head
I won’t be drawn, I can’t be read
And I have no more tears to shed 
My oath is etched upon your grave
I won’t let go, I won’t be saved

My words are only mine to hear
I made a promise I will keep
I close my eyes and you’re with me
For now I've everything I need

What goes on inside my head
My vision’s dull, my passion’s dead
I have no heart, I’ve stone instead
My oath is etched upon your grave
I won’t let go, I won’t be saved

No More Tears

All songs on channel are original and copyright of Karen O'Mahony (c). 

You'll find me also here in my collaboration project with Johan Alm https://soundcloud.com/ashesfordreams

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