Half Time(original version)

No Need To Go Outside

Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/album/1pVX0Eqat2EcxuAdX888OZ?si=DsZEJ7vfQEi2RJyGS2ROzw
(Translation above)

Chanson écrite dans le cadre des ateliers d'écriture de Claude Lemesle, immense parolier français, avec pour double thème : "Violette et Narcisse" et "Amour subliminal".

Sur la très belle musique que DiVaDY m'a autorisé de mettre en chanson :
https://soundcloud.com/divady-j/find-love-again_instrumental-balade

Voix : Miorcos 

Amour subliminable

Quand je t’ai connue, c’était fête
T’aimais danser sur mes musiques
T’avais qu’un mot dans ton lexique :
Paillettes

T’aimais mes bouquets de violettes
Et mes parfums de chez Channel
Mais plus encore ta vie charnelle
Conquêtes

Et mes violettes ont fait la tête
Devant tes caprices de narcisses
Plus la peine d’entrer en lice
Défaite

Refrain :
À l’heure des comptes
Passent les pour, viennent les contre
C’est notre histoire impitoyable
Viennent les contre, passent les pour
Plus trop sublime, l’amour,
Subliminable

Et t’es partie un matin moche
Sans violettes avec tes narcisses
Sans même un début d’armistice
En poche

Plus de likes et plus de partages
Dans ma caverne je m’enferme
Toutes mes envies sont en berne
Naufrage
(refrain)

Myckaël Marcovic, le 11 novembre 2021

Song written during the writing workshops of Claude Lemesle, immense French lyricist, with a double theme: "Violette and Narcisse" and "Amour subliminal".

On the very beautiful music that DiVaDY authorized me to put in song:
https://soundcloud.com/divady-j/find-love-again_instrumental-balade

Vocal : Patrice

Subliminable love

When I met you, it was a party
You loved to dance to my music
You only had one word in your lexicon:
Glitter

You liked my bouquets of violets
And my perfumes from the Channel
But even more your carnal life
Conquests

And my violets made the head
Before your narcissistic whims
No longer worth the trouble to enter the fray
Defeat

Refrain :
At the time of the accounts
Pass the pros, come the cons
It's our merciless history
Come the cons, come the pros
No longer too sublime, love,
Subliminable

And you left one ugly morning
Without violets with your narcissus
Without even the beginning of an armistice
In your pocket

No more likes and no more shares
In my cave I lock myself up
All my desires are at half-mast
Shipwreck
(refrain)

Myckaël Marcovic, November 11, 2021

Amour subliminable (DiVaDY / Myckaël Marcovic) feat. Miorcos

A quiet short voyage to some calmness.

Photo by Ron Lach from Pexels

Flutes, Strings, Piano, some synths and of course Dave.

43 - Sentra

invisible (x3) wholly
invisible (x3) totally

see myself in the iris of your eyes
I’m lifesize
but all you see is your reflection

poorly painted onto my eyes 
you’re lifesize
but I'm full on my own introspection
 
grew up dreaming of being invisible
and now invisible is often how I feel
work hard to prove I'm not invisible
but not invisible still don’t mean you’re real

when you’re invisible
even a little invisible
then you’re invisible totally

some blame it on the way the mind flies
the mind lies, it sings you’re the most important
it assures you something never dies
but bottom line’s a soul seems discordant

this elevator’s out of order

grew up dreaming of being invisible
and now invisible is often what we are
we hug tight to feel less invisible
but less invisible still leaves a mean scar

invisible (x3) wholly
invisible (x3) totally

don’t worry we all got the same deal
beg borrow or steal
everyone is gonna get it

what matters is finding the shipmates 
that keep you real
keep you on even keel
getting your way is way overrated

the graveyards are full of those who made it

no longer care if I am visible
if I’m invisible to you then that’s fine
all the wealth in the world seems pitiful
if you’ve never been at all selfless and kind

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Lyrics:

Do what you wanna do
I don't care about you
I don't care if you're mine
Throw me a line anytime
When will I care about you?
When will I care?
Do what you wanna do

This should be a rebel song
But I don't really care
Don't care for your rebellion
Don't care about my share
Don't care about your sympathies
Don't care for second looks
Don't care to cook a second meal
Don't care to cook the books

Do what you wanna do
I don't care about you
I don't care if you're mine
Throw me a line anytime
When will I care about you?
When will I care?
Do what you wanna do

Do what you wanna do
I don't care about you
I don't care if you're mine
Throw me a line anytime
When will I care about you?
When will I care?
Do what you wanna do

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I left a manual many of you know and love
but I guess some of the wording wasn’t clear enough
I said slavery is fine but worship only me
you heard the opposite and do the contrary

Then worry about your soul’s salvation
You think I’m good just cause I outsourced damnation
my sense of humor’s rarely understood–
you covet as you breathe and covet means you’re screwed
(now damn it like you should!)

Don’t hesitate to write or call
I’ll get back to you promptly as in not at all
and if you wax dismayed at my arrogance & privilege
remember: I made you in my image

The tiny horrors you confess
they don’t impress or even hold a candle to mine
(I make up the rules and I always win)
your filicides waffle 
and even your genocides have laughable limits
and here I thought I made you in my image...

My own son came down to contradict me
but we made quick work of him didn’t we now?
I felt proud but remorse is making you slower
should I sink you like Lot, Job and Abraham
or float you one like Noah?

I said it’s fine to rape and kill
so long as you don’t eat eel
though targeting a non-believer tribe’s of course ideal
for I am nothing if not a jealous dude
explains why you’ve never felt especially moral or astute
mmm, doesn’t it? (indeed it does!)

Don’t hesitate to chant & pray
I’ll get back to you soon after your bismuth decays
and if you’re stunned by my executive privilege
remember: I made you in my image

The tiny horrors you commit
don’t bat my lid nor butter my toast 
nor tickle my ghost
They don’t simmer my roast and they don’t peel my kiwi
just about what I’d expect from someone in my image, 
image, my image! (His image)

In my self-same image (yay, verily!)
I take offense every time you think you suck
You gotta wonder why I made you in my image...
Was it just to make a buck?
Was it a mistake that kinda stuck?
Or was it sheer omni-im-potent luck?

Fear, rage, confusion–
all hatchlings of your lineage.
I made you in my image

Or did you make me in your image?

In My Image

A re-mastered and finely-tuned version of this song from our second album

LYRICS:

Why can’t we look away from the horror on the screen
And cry for the fear and pain no-one ever should have seen?

Soon it’ll be too late to correct our moral course
Choke on overwhelming hate
Ruled by ignorance and force

Every night we go to bed thinking tomorrow might be another beginning
We’re never right and our hopes are just spinning away
We carry on with our lives in a bubble like nothing’s wrong
We’re blind to the trouble
It won’t be long ‘til we’re searching the rubble in vain

Why can’t we walk away from the scenes of witnessed crimes?
We try to live one more day with these visionary minds

Every Night / Rubble [2022 Rework]

Decided to try something a bit different, let me know what ya think

besides

Nicky Lawton's Second EP 'Melts into Air' is an Alt-Pop Record Layering flutes and Choir samples to create a uniquely haunting atmosphere

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