I was lost in the darkness 
Vastness of white
Lightless horizon
The cold spreading inside
In this breath-taking fight
I could not go on
But now, for the first time in my life I can believe 
Now, for the first time in my life I can breathe 
It's all better, it's all better, it's all better now
For nothing really matters anyhow

And just when I thought that I could not
Thought that I'd give up
Thought I'd let go
About to lie down in defeat 
And fall asleep in the deepest of snow
I found at the end the source I was searching for 
And now, I have been handed this most beautiful present to end all this pain
It's all better, it's all better, it's all better now
For nothing really matters anyhow

It's all better, it's all better, it's all better now
It's all better, it's all better, it's all better now
It's all better, it's all better, it's all better now
(Now that I have been handed this most beautiful present)
It's all better, it's all better, it's all better now
(Now for the first time in my life I can breathe) 
It's all better, it's all better, it's all better now

Breathe

And it's all better, it's all better, it's all better now
For nothing really matters anyhow
So everything matters differently somehow

Breathe (A Most Beautiful Present)

Oh, what a beautiful day 
But in your name, there are wars being waged 
We want to give thanks or lay blame 
So we make you part of the game
Everything must be part of a bigger plan 

Oh, what a beautiful girl 
But in your name, she's stained and abhorred 
By those who say that she has to be saint 
Or she will be whore

God you might be beautiful
God you might be true 
But I know that I just can't believe in you 
But these rainbows, yeah, these rainbows in the skies 
Yeah, these rainbows, yeah, these rainbows in her eyes

Oh, what a beautiful age 
Where our progress is still all the rage 
And those terse warriors rehearsing for apocalypse and judgment day 
Self-professed prophets that are too righteous to be aware of their daze
So, they stifle life and love for God’s sakes 
Double-faced zealots who'd condemn and who’d burn at the stake if they still could

God you might be beautiful 
God you might be true 
But I know that I just can't believe in you 
But these rainbows, yeah, these rainbows in the skies 
Yeah, these rainbows, yeah, these rainbows in her eyes
Yeah, these rainbows, yeah, these rainbows in the skies 
Well, they make me wonder why

Goddam Blues

Spat in my face, threw me in a pit, 
Hit me from behind and lit a fire 
To choke the spirit 
That kept me safe from the smoke

Hit me with indifference like a fist in the face
Placed inside my soul dark looming waves
To drown the faith 
That kept me from going down

No, I won't get angry 
No, I won't get sad
No, I won't get mad
Oh no, not today 

Strung me along like a dog on the leash 
Kept me out of reach
Teaching me to crawl and besieging my will 
That kept me going through it all

Stripped me of my pride, hided my skin 
Surrounded me and drowned me out 
And kept me in the dark 
To smother the spark of who I have been 

No, I won't get angry
No, I won't get sad
No, I won't get mad 
And I will not obey

Cause the only thing I know that I need to right 
Cause the only thing I know is I need to fight
Cause the only thing I know is I can't give in

Won't (Song For Majid)

From down in Calcutta
Where utter misery and violence prevailed
Satyagraha you hailed
Down to Johannesburg
Where the 27-year-long prison walls lurked 
Down in Memphis, a reverend made king
In the face of it all made freedom ring

Hey Satyagraha, hey Satyagraha
Hey Satyagraha, hey Satyagraha

Satyagraha, they shot you in the chest
They shut the great gates that you’ve opened up
Freedom rode straight into the wall
The dream is dead, it seems there’s nothing left 
It all seems too much for me 
Such is the clout of despair everywhere 
I come to doubt thee sometimes 
Satyagraha, got doubt in my mind 
I got nothing, nothing, nothing

Hey Satyagraha, hey Satyagraha
Hey Satyagraha, hey Satyagraha

All I’ve ever seen, all I’ve ever said 
Seems to filter through the prism of how I’ve been bred
They’ve chiselled my perception, deception or not 
But how can I believe when there’s nothing I got
That seems truly mine, my mind’s a minefield of thoughts,
My head out of sorts, why not the rule of force 
Why not the rule of the stronger, the longer I ponder, 
I think, the less I am sure 
What if not reason but might
Shouldn’t lastly decide what’s wrong and what’s right? 

Hey Satyagraha, hey Satyagraha
Hey Satyagraha, hey Satyagraha

Satyagraha, who the fuck am I? 
Who the fuck am I to tell what’s wrong from what’s right? 
Father, Mother, Brother, Teacher, Preacher, not sure you’ve taught me right
How can I tell the darkness from light?
Satyagraha, though you might lead to defeat
I ain't got nothing but your name to repeat
I ain't got nothing, nothing but that
Satyagraha, I ain’t done with you yet

Satyagraha

I knew you would notice how I stole this one 
From right where everyone could see it 
«So be it», the beat poet said, «it’s all just stealing anyway. » 
«You see, it's just the honesty with which you do it, that will make it all okay»

And me with my despair to hear what could not be heard
Staring for meaning and straining for sound 
And the rain that was coming down 
I wanted to have known, but I could not go
I wanted to be gone, but I could not know 
I wanted to bleed, but I was out of tears
And here’s to you Field Commander Cohen
I owe an infinite number of rainy days under your spell

As I enlisted in your army of song 
Of those who don’t bow to know one 
Fighting against all these tired men 
That believe in nothing at all 
Taking their cues from the clueless 
And the heartless, disheartened and hardened 
And when I knew no more
It was your voice I followed 
And came upon the Tower of Song



And crashing into enemy lines 
It was your hand that guided mine 
And imparted with longing at heart 
To play my part in this war
That really wasn’t one at all
And when I knew no more 
It was your score I followed 
And knew that I didn’t go wrong 

So maybe it’s not that much stealing 
Maybe it’s just borrowing for a purpose we have to succeed
So here’s to you Field Commander Cohen 
I owe an infinite number of rainy days under your spell
I wish you well Field Commander Cohen

Here's to you (Field Commander Cohen)

We will pick your food for you
Tell you what is good for you
We will build your homes for you
Teach you what is norm 

We will create laws for you
Against all awful things that threaten you
Uniforms for our generations 
Just forget what you once cared for

For your own safety
For your own safety 

We will teach you how to learn
Unconcerned with selfhood
We will tell you 
When to turn yourself over to the greater good

We will find new needs for you
Whatever suits, whatever sells, you're in
We got solutions in store
Don't ask what for


For your own safety
For your own safety 

We've got everything under control
We've got everything under control

We will shape your thoughts for you
Put your mind to peace for you
It’s easy to sleep 
It’s better than before

We will make it all so easy for you
Your hopes and dreams are cared for 
You will see we'll make them all come true 
Until you are all done for

For Your Own Safety

I have been hoping for a different kind of tune
Looking with despair and the eyes of a fool 
I wanted something new in everything that I sing 
But I realize slowly
It’s just the same old thing

But I know better than to lay my arms down
For I know better days, better days
Better days are bound to come

I have discarded what I thought was too cowed 
Banned from my songs what might have made another man quite proud 
But still, I get the feeling, for crying out loud
That I’m doing nothing
But what I am allowed to

But I know better than to lay my arms down
For I know better days, better days
Better days are bound to come

I have been rambling on purity far too long
Thinking there can be atonement in the perfection of a song 
Some sort of cure for a world gone wrong
But I realize slowly
It's just the same old song

But I know better than to lay my arms down
For I know better days, better days

For when everything’s done, everybody goes home 
And there’s only one, who’s sitting there alone 
And he’s thinking of you, and he’d wish you'd known
Only wished you knew that there have been few 
Who loved you 
Like I love you

So, I keep roaming this no-man’s land full of omens of defeat
Meandering undefeated, standing helpless but with creed 
Seeking a voice to heed, something quite unique
And I realize hopefully
I’m not that alone indeed

But I know better than to lay my arms down
For I know better days, better days
Better days are bound to come

Better, better days
Better, better days
Better, better days
I know better days, better days
Better days are bound to come

Better Days

Der Song "Till the End", wurde im März 2023 im Rahmen des CAMMP, online Songwriting Camp der SAMM MUSIC WEEK geschrieben. Er wurde unter Supervision von Jan-Philipp Kelber und Dom Rivinius (Eminem, Taylor Swift, Alicia Keys, BTS) in Zusammenarbeit mit Hannes Volz und Tatia Kurashvili geschrieben. 
Phileas hat für diesen Song Text, Topline und die Vocals beigesteuert.

Till The End

English Version of Zaho de Sagazan's "Symphonie des éclairs". 
I do not own the rights to the music.

Symphony Of Lightning

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Born in France, raised in Germany and having worked as a musician in England and the USA, Phileas blends different cultural influences to combine the best of classical singer-songwriter elements with modern and varied arrangements. 

His debut album  was released in October 2022 to critical acclaim in Germany. 
It was described by Rolling Stone Magazine Germany as a „Songwriting debut that is already close to flawless“, received an enthusiastic media response (Magazines, Radios, Blogs) and was nominated for the German Critics Record Award (Preis der deutschen Schallplattenkritik) in the Category Singer-Songwriter. 

Phileas is currently completing the writing of his follow-up album as well as collaborating on different projects, working on various co-writes and preparing a tour for Autumn 2023.

Better Days

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