Un paquet de sons remplis de surprises tel un paquet de dragées surprises de Bertie Crochue comme dans la saga "Harry Potter", un album mystique et subtil. Un monde que Myrce nous offre avec tant de changements que de tempêtes... un rêve cassé qui nous introduit dans le monde brisé de l'artiste, si vaste et unique... Sa vision du monde, déchue et originale... C'est le moins qu'on puisse dire de cet album qu'il qualifie de "bizarre".

Intro

“Put In A Good Word For Me In Heaven” by Chad Nathan

Put In A Good Word For Me In Heaven

#organic #electro #indie #indiepop #bjork #mirwais #frenchtouch #ecology #love #irish

I m a tree

Built To Last II

Built To Last II (Aug. 2025)

Clouds of the Night

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Nights * Instrumental

🔻 Song Insight
“Holding Off Tomorrow” dives deep into the ache of emotional aftermath—the war zone that love sometimes leaves behind. The song’s core is about carrying someone else’s weight, trying to rise together but landing in hell, and finally realizing that some wounds only open wider when you refuse to let go. With raw lyrics and grunge-laced alt rock energy, this track paints the stormy process of breaking free from patterns that hurt, and the reluctant hope of surviving another day.

🔻 Lyrics
Verse 1:  
Just another project of regret  
It's your shit you hang on me  
I'm not your bitch, don't forget  
Yeah, we spun up to heaven  
But we landed in hell

Pre-Chorus:  
Set sail on broken parts  
Every fiber of my heart  
Thought this could be whole  
It was, a whole new level of hell, with you

Chorus:  
We fought the war on love  
You’re stuck in a past, lost blood  
Trifling things you can't change  
It's raining down sorrow  
holding off tomorrow  
But when the day start to end  
In hell it all begins  
In hell it all begins

Bridge:  
Burned-out hopes in a flood of blame  
I’m done playing this losing game  
No light left, just this pain  
We circle the drain, circle the drain

Chorus:  
(repeat)


🔻 Personal Reflection
Sometimes, the only way out of hell is to name it. “Holding Off Tomorrow” is about what it feels like to carry someone else’s pain and finally admit that it’s breaking you down. This track was written in the shadow of endings—holding on too long, blaming myself, until it became clear that some love stories are really just lessons. It’s a confession, a letting go, and a survival anthem rolled into one.

🔻 4Me2BeFree
For 4Me2BeFree, every song is a living memory—raw, unfiltered, cinematic. “Holding Off Tomorrow” stands as another chapter in turning lived trauma into relatable art, mixing the grit of 90s alt rock with confessional lyrics that pull no punches. Our mission is to transform true emotion into something that resonates across time and identity, letting listeners know that their struggles are seen, heard, and shared. Real pain, real release, real music.

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Holding Off Tomorrow

This my lyrics written for my another  country project I have used now in this gentle fragile song. What are your preferencies - country or indie?

Verse 1]
Like a silver ribbon the river winds below,
Through the valley where the soft winds blow.
Oak trees standing, casting shade,
[ bridge]
Everything feels right, this was your day.

[Verse 2]
But out of nowhere came the clouds and rain,
The sky turned to iron, the storm to blame.
Waters rising, sweeping it all,
[ bridge]
You must begin again after the fall.

[ instrumental intermezzo electric leading guitar solo ]

[Chorus]
The water rolls, it takes away,
What we hold can fade someday.
[bridge]
But life and song will find their way,
[ bridge]
They’ll come back home, they’ll always stay.

[Verse 3]
After every storm the skies turn blue,
You tune your guitar, the sound feels true.
Your friends gather ‘round, singing along,
[ bridge]
The night is alive with an endless song.

[Chorus]
The water rolls, it takes away,
What we hold can fade someday.
[ bridge]
But life and song will find their way,
[ bridge]
They’ll come back home, they’ll always stay.

[Outro – soft]
Life and song will find their way…
They’ll come back home, they’ll al

silver-river ( indie flow )

Kali

My eldest son grew up playing keyboards, to cut a long story short, I used to borrow his keyboards at times and using the auto rhythms/bass used to knock out a tune with one finger. Well, I did play guitar so I suppose I did use more fingers but always one after the other. I quite enjoyed the sessions and recorded the outcomes on reel to reel tape  or later on cassettes. I have posted a playlist/album of these disasters on Soundcloud, just for complete journaling of my musical journeys...

The recent covers I have been doing of my early songs and recordings set me thinking... I decided to see what Suno could do with these instrumentals and this is the first - and possibly the last experiment. But I was pleasantly surprised again.