Barnacles

The Ride Home

Lyrics:

There's a bitter taste 
Without these bitter pills 
Drain the cup 
'Cause it'll never fill 
Rip the cord, hang the noose 
Your soul is seeking a truce 

Give and take, give and take 
But there's nothing left 
Give and take, give and take 
But there's nothing left 

Another night gone 
And we're all faded 
But it's alright 
Join the a celebration 
Though we can't explain 
All the blood in the rain 
Raise your glass 
Make a toast 
Pass the champagne 

Is there another way 
Is there another life 
This one killed me with a dull knife 
Believe it or not, I used to believe 
Now I'm left to grieve I was so naive. 

Give and take, give and take 
But there's nothing left 
Give and take, give and take 
But there's nothing left 

Another night gone 
And we're all faded 
But it's alright 
Join the a celebration 
Though we can't explain 
All the blood in the rain 
Raise your glass 
Make a toast 
Pass the champagne 

(Ladies and gentlemen 
Your best days are behind you 
Leave your heavy heart at the door 
Accept what it is and come kick off your shoes) 


What 
What do you choose 
When there's nothing 
Left to lose 
What 
What do you choose 
When there's nothing 
Left to lose 

Give and take, give and take 
But there's nothing left 
Give and take, give and take 
But there's nothing left 
Give and take, give and take 
But there's nothing left 
Give and take, give and take 
But there's nothing left 

Another night gone 
And we're all faded 
But it's alright 
Join the a celebration 
Though we can't explain 
All the blood in the rain 
Raise your glass 
Make a toast 
Pass the champagne 

What do you choose 
When there's nothing 
Left to lose

Pass The Champagne

Pass the Champagne

Hopes and Desires

Oh, the sea surges up to the steps,
people turn away from the squall.
Wild the wind carries on through the cracks, in the window pane, or the walls.
And the distant smells of the spring,
seem so far away, February.
On the edges, the growth just begins, barely peeking out, staying small.

Oh, the purple that drips down the garden wall, doesn't feel the rain, or the cold.
Though the cracks in the concrete are widening, it's just containing, ever more.
Like the distant faces without, never welcoming, don't begin.
Always outside and not looking in, never reckoning, not at all.

Mr Jones wont you settle down.
If you wanted to get better you'd of wrote yourself the letter. 
It must contain everything, 
That you've ever thought or felt from the start of this thing. 
Of course, you're just finding this out. 
You really should of known and had this all figured out by now.
You see, you just can't be helped, 
won't even take advice as we dish it out.

Mr Jones we're trying to help you out.
If you'd just ignore our mistakes and stop pointing them out. 
You'd see that you're really caught in our trap.
Cause we can't offer you help until you've sorted it out yourself.
This is the cheapest way,
for us to think weve made the slightest difference today.
Whilst doing practically nothing.
To be honest we wouldn't know where to begin.

Oh, the caption reserved for the photograph, doesn't try to tell, truth at all.
Like the face and the clothes that belong to me, all I'll ever be, for yourself.
Like a trinket that once held a memory, a forgotten thing, a miss step. 
Or a plant that emerges a week early, in the frosty breeze, fading health.









The Outsider

Clear My Mind

Bandcamp : https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/que-a-passe-vite
Spotify : https://open.spotify.com/album/3bQdysirKcIrgM4eyiBvqr?si=vYhzS5oSTlG_fwZOOZV_iw
Translation above

En hommage à Serge Lama
Paroles de Chansonatix, https://soundcloud.com/user-933839781
Voix et musique de Myckaël Marcovic, le 8 février 2023.
Lyrics by Chansonatix
Music and vocals by Myckaël Marcovic

Que ça passe vite

Tu ne te sens vrai que sur la scène
Tel père tel fils 
De Bobino et jusqu’à Rennes
C’est un délice
Et si le roi du café tabac
Ne t’attend pas
C’est qu’il y a longtemps qu’il n’est plus là
Tu t’sens tout p’tit

Refrain :
Ça fait soixante ans que ta carrière a commencé
Que d’émotions
Que de chansons
Ça fait soixante ans que ta carrière a commencé
Que ça passe (ter)
Que ça pass’ vit’

T’as pas compté toutes tes blessures
Ni tes efforts
Mais d’aventures en aventures
T’en n’es pas mort
Moi, j’ai connu le pont d’Arcole
Pas sa bataille
Contrairement à ton idole
Le Général.
(refrain)

À quatre-vingts ans bon anniversaire
Longévité
Et la santé
À soixante-six ans moi, je suis derrière
Moyennant quoi

Quand tu iras dans l’au-delà, 
Très vieux, j’espère
Au moins pour toi que ça ira
Quand viendra mon tour de parvenir au seuil charnière,
Moi j’voudrais (ter)
Que ça pass’ vit’

A tribute to Serge Lama

How fast it goes

You only feel real on stage
Like father like son 
From Bobino to Rennes
It's a delight
And if the king of the café tabac
Doesn't wait for you
He's been gone a long time
You feel so small

Chorus :
It's been sixty years since your career began
So many emotions
So many songs
It's been sixty years since your career began
How it goes (ter)
How fast it goes !

You haven't counted all your wounds
Nor your efforts
But from adventure to adventure
You're not dead
I've known Arcole Bridge
Not the battle
Unlike your idol
The General.
(chorus)

Happy birthday to eighty
Longevity
And good health
At sixty-six I'm behind
In return for which

When you go to the hereafter, 
Very old, I hope
At least you'll be okay
When it's my turn to reach the threshold,
I would like (ter)
How fast it goes !

Lyrics by Chansonatix
Music by Myckaël Marcovic, February 8, 2023.

Que ça passe vite (Chansonatix / Myckaël Marcovic)

Folk contemplatif, medieval troubadour, acoustic, polyphonic voices
Instrumentation : Acoustic guitar fingerpicking DADGAD tuning, subtle harmonica, mandolin, upright bass, minimal frame drum

Los Darrièrs Semenaires

Lyrics:
~~~~~~~~~~
Get high with you
Wanna get high with - ay
If I fade away
Would you run to me?
Start reaching out your arms
As my ashes turn to stars?
If I fade away
Would you run to me?
Start reaching out your arms
As my ashes turn to stars?
I wish I had more time with you (Get high, I wanna get high with you)
I wish I never lied to you (Get high, I wanna get high with you)
I wish that I could live for you (Get high, I wanna get high with you)
I wish I had more time with you (Get high, I wanna get high with you)

So much time has passed with you
Your eyes burned in my mind
It's true, It's me and you
Me and you
Me and you
~~~~~~~~~~
Credits: prod. erra
https://www.youtube.com/@erralovesyou1
feat. YSE ECHO
https://soundcloud.com/user-885955888

fade away / i wish feat. yse echo (prod. erra)

leave me alone

This track is based on Special Cecilia's a cappella "Eyes Of An Artist" which she has published on Soundcloud.
I love the different vibes within this work, the lyrics and how she sings them.

Credits:
@specialececilia - vocals and lyrics
@nobsmeyer - guitar, bass, keyboards, drum programming, mix and mastering

Eyes Of An Artist

Eyes Of An Artist feat. Special Cecilia

We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of dreams.





The Outsider

SpukSchreibMaschine