Pearson

Avant le téléphone , internet , les femmes de soldats partis à la guerre attendaient les lettres de leurs fiancés et maris . Les enfants étaient témoins de leurs angoisses et de leurs larmes ...
Compositeur Arrangeur : Philippe SEGUINARD Auteur Mélodiste : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
La guerre c'est le bruit d'une pointe de crayon 
C'est le regard absent dans les yeux de ma mère
C'est une longue attente blanche une prison
Des mots qu'elle lisait des lettres qu'on espère

C'est le son d'un amour à la lumière dansante
C'est le goût de tous les jours , sans saveurs sans saisons
C'est apprendre qu'il y a des choses qui te manquent
Des semaines d'inquiétudes , des rides sur son front

C'est elle enveloppée dans la fumée des cigarettes
Comme dans un nuage porteur de larmes amères
Et puis c'est le silence soudain des nuits défaites
Colmatés d'espérance pour fuir le vent d'hiver 

La guerre c'est savoir qu'elle peut te dénuder
Jusqu'à la moelle d'un père qu'elle t'aura volé
Que les jours qui suivront seront jamais comblés
Que hurleront impitoyable les vents glacés

Before the telephone and the Internet, the wives of soldiers away at war waited for letters from their fiancés and husbands. Children witnessed their anguish and tears ...
Composer and arranger : Philippe SEGUINARD Author and melodist : Guillaume DULER
Lyrics :
War is the sound of a pencil tip 
It's the absent look in my mother's eyes
It's a long white wait in a prison
Words she read Letters we hope for

It's the sound of love in dancing light
It's the taste of every day, without flavors without seasons
It's learning that there are things you miss
Weeks of worry, wrinkles on her forehead

It's her wrapped in cigarette smoke
Like a cloud of bitter tears
And then it's the sudden silence of empty nights
Clogged with hope to escape the winter wind 

War is knowing that it can strip you bare
To the very marrow of a father stolen from you
That the days that follow will never be filled
That the icy winds will howl mercilessly

© Guillaume DULER / Philippe SEGUINARD  2022

La guerre      TRANSLATED

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

All instruments are Logic Pro X midi based. Best heard with headphones. 

OPEN DOORS

You don’t have to look
You don’t have to hide
You don’t have to sneak
You just walk on through
More than a little bit
More than a little bit

Hold your head high
Hold, see them eye to eye
Hold, so easy to try
So easy to try
You’re gonna get by

Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors

Hold
Hold
Hold

You don’t have to shout
You don’t have to run
Be afraid
Just walk on through
Step through another
Step through another

Hold your heart high
Hold, don’t ask why
Hold, no need to be shy
You’re gonna get by

Hold
Hold
Hold

Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors
Walk on through
Open doors

Walk on through
Walk on through
Walk on through
Walk on through
Walk on through
Walk on through

Open Doors

🔥 "Bag It Up" - Track 8 from "City Lights Desert Nights" 🔥

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08 Bag It Up - Jaywalkerblack & Shooting Stars - City Lights Desert Nights

All rights reserved December 5, 2023
Music composed and performed by Todd Brown

Life, drives you to the ground
Kicks you when you’re down
Wants to wear your crown

Love, comes as no surprise
Right before your eyes
With truth instead of lies

Stop explaining
Days are waning
Then you realize
That it’s your time to fly

We have travelled through this life 
Through the tears and strife
To the other side

Dreams, elude us when we sleep
And rivers run so deep
The secrets they will keep

Lives are taken
Plans, forsaken
Then you realize
That it’s your time to fly..

It may be we’ll never understand
Building castles in the sea and sand…

Love, comes as a surprise
Right between the eyes

For the Love of Life

(translated below)

C'était une chanson difficile à écrire même si je ne l'ai pas voulue triste
Je pensais très fort à mon vieux père qui perd la mémoire tout en restant souriant et dont ma mère s'occupe continuellement

Dans ce monde qui se déchire n'oublions pas ceux qu'on aime. A la fin c'est cet amour qui restera.


------- 

Quand tous les jours suivent les mêmes nuits
Dans un cycle infini
Les couleurs de mes souvenirs
S'estompent vers le gris

Et si un de ces jours
A rebours
Je venais à perdre l'envie
Je sais que tu serais mon appui
Au bord de l'oubli

Je n'ai plus peur du temps qui passe
Mon amour, mais dans mon cœur que tu te lasses
Et si le monde s'évanouit pour moi
Je sais qu'à la fin ton amour restera
Et je souris

Quand la mémoire glisse de mes mains
Tu guides mon chemin
Car dans le quotidien
Je ne ferai bientôt plus rien

Et tous les enfants de nos enfants
Je les vois de temps en temps
Mais je sens que leur vie
N'est déjà plus ma vie
Le bonheur, j'oublie aussi

Je n'ai plus peur du temps qui passe
Mon amour, mais dans mon cœur que tu te lasses
Et si le monde s'évanouit pour moi
Je sais qu'à la fin ton amour restera
Et je souris

Le monde s'efface autour de moi
Tu restes là
Le monde s'efface autour de moi
Tu restes là
Le monde s'efface autour de moi
Mais pas toi


------
When all the days follow the same nights
In an infinite cycle
The colours of my memories
Fade to grey

And if one of these days
Backwards
I lose my desire
I know you'll be my support
On the edge of oblivion

I'm no longer afraid of the passing of time
My love, but in my heart that you get tired
If the world fades for me
I know that in the end your love will remain
And I smile

When memory slips from my hands
You guide my way
For in the everyday
I won't be doing anything soon

And all our children's children
I see them from time to time
But I feel that their life
Is no longer my life
I forget happiness too

I'm no longer afraid of the passing of time
My love, but in my heart that you get tired
If the world fades for me
I know that in the end your love will remain
And I smile

The world is fading around me
You're still here
The world is fading around me
You're still here
The world is fading around me
But not you

Au Bord de l'Oubli

"A Love Like No Other"

Recollections of flowing memories from when you entered my life
Your long black flowing hair & those beckoning eyes that still call me
It was obvious that we were never through which is why I returned
And in this world, who could ever say they knew of romance like this?
A Love Like No Other

Am deeply sorry for the pain I caused from an addiction that destroyed me
You were always the one & I struggled to cope with all I could not say
As time slowly passes by, I know in my heart you will be back in my arms one day
A Love Like No Other, a girl that gave me a reason to smile
A Love Like No Other, the connection of two souls that become one

Shane Beck (The Last American Poet)

1 - A Love Like No Other - Shane Beck

This is not about anyone in particular just a story..thanks for listening

Don’t be afraid, it’s only shadows
The distant sounds, are merely echoes
It’s all a dream nothing can hurt you here
You’ll feel your heart begin to heal

There is no rhyme or any reason to be found
We will in time get our feet back on the ground
So promise me

Go easy on yourself Take some time to breathe
It’s natural to feel the way you’re feeling
Just remember who you are,
You are light that’s made from stars
And in the dark you’ll go on gleaming
Shine on for you, shine on for me
And know that you are loved

It seems unfair how different lives unfold
Those with no cares do as they please
While we are here with such a heavy load
More than we could bear brought down to our knees

But what we’ve had is so much more than they will know
So dry your eyes, there is someone here to hold you!

Go easy on yourself Take some time to breathe
It’s natural to grieve the way you're grieving
Just remember who you are,
You are light that’s made from stars
And in the night you’ll go on gleaming
Shine on for me, shine on for you
And know that you are loved

Go Easy On Yourself

Here is a song (an old-fashioned ballad) composed and recorded in 1998. I didn't feel the need to add anything, except for the vocals in places where it was too low in volume. The song journay now is over, I hope: from the Korg to a CD, from the CD to a tape, from the tape to the PC, from the PC to SC.
Cover picture is from Pietro Corrao.

Because of the bad English translation, I add something about the story the song tells (that in part was inspired by a short fable I published only in 2003). Martina is a servant of a rich man; she is a poor, widowed woman, the dreamer and deceived mistress of a no-good sailor who is now in prison for stealing everything she had.

ENG / ITA LYRICS

furious Martina 
cuts potatoes and guesses
who knocks at the door 
who brings silver to the master 
at six in the morning
curious morning
fancies and outbursts 
not Martina's habit
to follow the footprints left by cats 
on frost roofs

but Martina thinks back 
to summer nights 
tales of fairies
to encounters 
to evenings spent 
dreaming of ships that have sailed away
Martina gave me the house keys 
the photos of her children and of her as a child
Martina used to run on skates 
and often fell first...
furious Martina

if I marry Martina 
we'll have a party in the hills
I'll give her a song
a rose a raspberry 
and a starfish
jealous Martina 
herbal teas and hot flashes
not Martina's habit
stringing necklaces 
waiting for the snow to come
hidden in the cellar  

but Martina thinks back 
of burnt nights 
to summer tales
to encounters 
to evenings spent 
dreaming of ships that have sailed away
Martina gave me the silver from home 
the photos of her children and of her as a child
Martina ran on skates 
and often fell first ...
furious Martina

haughty Martina 
turmoil and bells is not like Martina
to follow the tracks left by thieves 
escaped into the hills
if I marry Martina 
we'll have a quiet party
I will give her a song 
a dirge and the sermon 
of the priest of this prison 

but Martina thinks back 
of burnt nights 
to summer tales
to encounters 
to evenings spent 
dreaming of ships that have sailed away
Martina gave me the silver from home 
the photos of her children and of her as a child
Martina ran on skates 
and often fell first ...
furious Martina

----

furiosa Martina 
se taglia patate indovina
chi bussa al portone 
chi porta l’argento al padrone 
alle sei di mattina
curiosa mattina
mattane e caldane non è da Martina
seguire le impronte lasciate dai gatti 
sui tetti di brina

... ma Martina ripensa 
alle notti d’estate 
ai racconti di fate
agli incontri 
alle sere passate 
a sognare le navi che sono salpate
Martina mi ha dato le chiavi di casa 
le foto dei figli e di lei da bambina
Martina correva sui pattini 
e spesso cadeva per prima...
furiosa Martina

se sposo Martina 
faremo una festa in collina
le regalerò una canzone 
una rosa un lampone 
e una stella marina
gelosa Martina 
tisane e scalmane non è da Martina
infilare collane 
aspettando che arrivi la neve 
nascosta in cantina  

... ma Martina ripensa 
alle notti bruciate 
ai racconti d’estate
agli incontri 
alle sere passate 
a sognare le navi che sono salpate
Martina mi ha dato gli argenti di casa 
le foto dei figli e di lei da bambina
Martina correva sui pattini 
e spesso cadeva per prima ...
furiosa Martina

ritrosa Martina 
buriane e campane non è da Martina
seguire le tracce lasciate dai ladri 
scappati in collina
se sposo Martina 
faremo una festa in sordina
le regalerò una canzone 
una nenia e il sermone 
del prete di questa prigione 

... ma Martina ripensa 
alle notti bruciate 
ai racconti d’estate
agli incontri 
alle sere passate 
a sognare le navi che sono salpate
Martina mi ha dato gli argenti di casa 
le foto dei figli e di lei da bambina
Martina correva sui pattini 
e spesso cadeva per prima ...
furiosa Martina

------

Music and lyrics by Michele Ansani (1998).
Posted on SoundCloud: 2024, August 17.

Furiosa Martina **

I always put you up on a pedestal - And you would prove me right every time - And every day my life's been better still - I never let you off my mind
I always thought that it be better by now - I always seem to let you down - I'm trying hard but babe it's bred in me - Please don't leave me upside down
And there's a cold wind blowing from the north and i worry about us all the time - with the distance growing and sharp hollow notions we're oblivious through it all
Promise me you'll never leave me even though the coast is clear just say you aint going nowhere - i saw him leave the house smiling - saw him tuck in his shirt believe me babe your secret's safe with me - it'll always be safe with me
I always thought that we'd be better by now - I never seemed to let this go
Walking away babe is so damn hard - when you're all I've ever known
And there's a warm wind blowing from the west and so much i need to get off of my chest - I didn't mean to hurt you but i am flawed - believe me baby I'm doing my best
Promise me you'll never leave me even though the coast is clear just say you aint going nowhere - I saw him leave the house smiling - saw him tuck in his shirt believe me babe your secret's safe with me
It'll always be safe with me
It'll always be safe with me safe with me
It'll always be safe

Safe with me

How far have i gone 
What is this road i’m on
That leads so far from home

Are you here with me now, 
Now that i need you, No, 
i lost you long ago

And I’m barely hanging on 
I need to find the way today
And darling, I miss you so
just give me a sign and lead the way

If it’s the last thing i do I’m coming home to you
back where i belong
I’ll find the way No matter what it takes
down this road so long
You don’t know what’s here till it's gone

In some other life, Or maybe a distant dream,
that i don’t quite recall
But I close my eyes, and i’m there it seems
where you and I had it all

The sound of the children play
And the dogs out in the yard  
The fragrant flowers bloom away
It all seems so near and yet so far

If It's The Last Thing I Do

Reminiscence of Chief Joseph and the Nez Percé war 1877.
Some words about the historical background can be found here:
https://www.britannica.com/biography/Chief-Joseph

The lyrics are in part an excerpt of the original words which Chief Joseph spoke to his followers of the Nez Percé, when they finally surrendered on October 5th, 1877.


In the shadows of our fears,
We’ve shed too many tears.
Now it’s time to break free,
From the chains of enmity.

From the battles we have faced,
We’ve learned the costs of hate.
But in forgiveness we’ll find strength
To go beyond this war at end.

What he told me before
I have in my heart. 
I am tired of fighting. 
Our chiefs are dying.

Maybe I shall find them among the dead.
Hear me, my chiefs, I am tired.
My heart is sad and sick 
From where the sun now stands
I will fight no more forever.

The storm raged hard and broke our souls
The years of war did take their toll  
The face of yours turned into grey
No saving shores in any way 

What he told me before
I have in my heart. 
I am tired of fighting. 
Our chiefs are dying.
Maybe I shall find them among the dead.
Hear me, my chiefs, I am tired.
My heart is sad and sick.
From where the sun now stands 
I will fight no more forever.

Fight No More Forever

https://soundcloud.com/synline send me this wonderful instrumental, he also later on mastered and mixed this song. A Big Thank You for that, it was a great pleasure to write and sing along.

Artwork by Dr Carl Russell

New Roses

Just looking, looking, looking, looking
For the latest blooms
Just looking, looking, looking, looking
For the sharpest thorns

But that is…						
But that is no easy find
And that is…					
That is not an easy thing
Cos’ there is…					
Not any validity
And that is…					
That is just a misery

In the garden of new roses
Wandering hidden paths
Must move with some adroitness
Or getting tossed

Into the underwood
Growing not so very well understood…

Still picking, picking, picking, picking
For a little more attention
Still clicking, clicking, clipping, clicking
For some solid numbers

But that is…						
But that is no easy find
And that is…					
That is not an easy thing
Cos’ there is…					
Not any validity
And that is…					
That is just a misery

In the garden of neurosis
Wandering hidden paths
Ahh, must move with some more adroitness
Ahh, already getting lost

In the underwood
The maze gets bigger than understood
In the underwood…
Where the new roses stood…

New Roses (wt Synline)

I'm taking advantage of an opening window on my internet connection. After Ana it's Matteo who came to expand the family two months ago and made me a happy grandfather, I'll leave you with a new lead just before going to join them in the south of France, until the end of the month, and I hope that my Internet connection will be repaired when I return ✋bye

Special thanks to 2nick8 for his acapella....

MY LOVED ONES.  Feat 2nick8

I’m calling out today
There’s not much to say
If I’m honest, there’s just someplace else I’d rather be

Always doing what I ought to do
And now I laugh at all I thought I knew
Cuz if I’ve learned anything at all it’s that this life is fleeting.

There’s not much I’m sure of in this life
But one thing is for sure.
When I’m 84
I’ll never wish I’d worked more.

Took some time off a bit ago
I gave it up to watch the kids grow
I’m satisfied ‘cause somebody wise told me they're only young once.

So, throw the money out the door.
Fuck it I can always make more.
You can take it all away cuz the money can’t replace these summer months.

There’s not much I’m sure of in this life
But when I reach my end,
Reminiscing about back when
I know I won’t regret a second spent with them

There’s not much I’m sure of in this life,
But this one is a fact
The ones you love and the days you have
There’s some things in life you just don’t get back

Not Much I'm Sure Of

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Vedran - The Letter Unsent

summer sunlight on the ground
i still see you fallen down

it happens every day (to the chosen) baby
the wounded find a way hey

every heartache, every fear
just a mistake brought us here

you have the secret knack (deep inside you) darling
the one that brings us back jack

into the weeds we’re going
spinning ‘round
but we’ll be back i know it
watch us now

hey honey don’t you know (don’t you know it) by now
you’ll never be alone, no

we’re grateful for today (we accept it) cherie
there is no other way hey

It Happens Every Day

Most of us at one time or another have been home alone under certain conditions where the night seems to take on a life of its own. Creaking and outdoor noises build up in your head. The darkness outside your door casts an unsettling shroud over you. Your imagination runs wild and you fill with that fear of the unknown with every noise and silence. And when the halloween spirits are awakened each year, it gets particularly intense....this quirky original song hopes to embrace that fear.

Craig Durgy: vocals, guitar
Nat Daniels: vocals, organ, percussion
All music written by Daniels & Durgy
Produced by Nat Daniels / Gentle Rain Records
©2024 Gentle Rain Records

Lyrics:
As the daylight goes, I know
That the shadows soon will grow
Creatures from below, they know
They’re free beneath the moonlight’s glow

Free from their shackles,
Free to howl and cackle
Slithering to hither and yon
Torturing the night
With hideous delight 
Hissing till they’re missing with the dawn

But when the sun goes low, I know
That the ill winds will start to blow
Then the night will moan, in woe 
I pull down the shades and I lock the doors

Creeping from the forest
Haunting with their chorus
Chilling as a killing on the lawn
But I don’t have the nerve
To look out and observe
The hissing till they’re missing with the dawn

Ohhhh, I don’t want to know
What demons there that go
Ohhhh, I don’t want to know
I just don’t want to know....

Torturing the night
With hideous delight 
Hissing till they’re missing with the dawn

I Don’t Want To Know

this was going to be a disco type song, like love is in the air, but it did not sound right with a dance beat, so stripped out all of that, added a 12 str and toned down the keyboard. the vocals will prolly get a do over next week

You don’t have to smile at me when you pass me on the street
You don’t have to cross against the light so we might ‘accidentally’ meet
You don’t have to ask my friends if i still live alone
Or tell my folks you said to say hello
You don’t have to be so kind

You don’t have to come up to my table in a restaurant
And put your hand on top of mine and act so familiar while we talk
You don’t have to find any reason to spend time with me
Or send me little notes I’ll always keep
it’s gonna make me lose my mind

I’ll only fall in love
I’ll only think of you
I’ll only lie awake and wonder, if you’re thinking of me too
I’ll only act a fool
And I’ll want to marry you
It’s all cause of you
You’re too good to be true
I’ll just fall in love

Please don’t ever let me hold you close beneath the starry skies
Pde give me any reason to look deep into your eyes
And if i should ever start to wonder what my life would be
If you were always next to me  I’ll blame you, 
For making me feel this way

I'll Only Fall In Love

Unabashed - (Eclectic Collective)

YOU’RE THE SON OF A GUN AND A FATHER OF A SON 
I CAN TELL BY WHAT’S BEEN TOLD TO ME
LITTLE FRED IN HIS BED IS DREAMING OF A TREE
YOU ARE 40 YEARS AHEAD COS FRED IS ONLY THREE

CAN YOU BALANCE A PLATE ON THE BACK OF YOUR HEAD JAKE
SITTING ON A CORNFLAKE I HEARD YOU COULD DO SO 
CAN YOU HAVE A BIG BREAK WITH A VIDEO AD JAKE
AND MIME AMERICANA WITH YOUR BASEBALL HAT

A GHOST WRITER OR  A MUSE OH OH
WHO IS PAIGE SUPPOSED TO BE? 
FROM WHAT I READ IN THE NEWS OH OH
SHE COULD BE BOTH COULD’NT SHE?

JUST A WORD FOR JULIENNE WHO SEEMS A DEDICATED FRIEND
ET À TOUS LES GENS QUI T’AIMENT ET QUE TU AIMES AUSSI
ON RÉCOLTE CE QUE L’ON SÈME TOI TU AS SEMÉ DES AMIS
HENCE YOUR LIFE IS WHAT IS MEANT TO BE


GOULIES AND GHOSTIES AND LONG LEGGETY BEASTIES
THAT GO AND JUMP IN GEORGIA JAKE
I KNOW THAT’S WHAT YOU GO FOR THE AMERICANA LORE
NO WONDER SINCE YOUR FAMILY
WERE QUILTERS, FOLKLORISTS, PAINTERS, WINE MAKERS
ALL BEAUTIFUL DREAMERS
SOMEBODY TOLD ME SO
SO IN THE NAME OF ALL THE TURTLES IN THE WORLD
I WISH YOU MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY
HAPPY RETURNS
MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY
HAPPY RETURNS
HAPPY HAPPY
IT’S THE TREE OF LIFE
HAPPY RETURNS

HAPPY RETURNS (Lyrics) Song for Jake

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