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Set me free PT.2 ‘Moonlight’ (Prod. LMG)

"Beautiful Woman" - Song 13/2025 by Peter Paul Marin aka Kings Cross Music © 2025 - Music & Words & Performance by Peter + Paul + Mr. Marin
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Home-Town-Musik :
Peter (Vocals) + Paul (Guitars, Bass) + Mr. Marin (Vocal, Drums) = Kings Cross Music
Since 2020 - Peter Paul Marin (Drummer) has to play all parts of his Songs alone as Peter (Vocal) + Paul (Guitars, Bass, Vocal) + Mr. Marin (Drums, Percussion, Vocal)

"Beautiful Woman" - Song 13/2025 by Peter Paul Marin aka Kings Cross Music © 2025

somewhere next to you

stuck demo

lights

I guess I keep switching up the vocal mixing🥲

Lyrics, vocals, mix, master and cover art by me
Beat produced by Metlast

Things won't change

intro

Concert live recording bring surprisingly different feeling. 


I’m staring out the window,
the landscape blurs like a dream.
Long lines of lights go streaming by,
like frames from a silent scene.

Painted ribbons in the sky,
I caught you once with just one eye,
through the glass of my train car door —
you passed by,
smiling gently,
your hair caught in the breeze.

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[Bridge]

And it feels a little foolish
pretending I don’t see,
pretending I don’t feel you
still turning back in me.

Those strands of hair
caught in the draft,
brushing lips and eyes —
you’re still so beautiful.

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[Verse]

I remember us,
standing at the platform edge,
as time just stood and waited,
the crowd passed like a blur —
but there was only hush,
and the dark,
and your beating heart…

Until I opened my eyes.

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[Refrain]

It was long ago,
and maybe not even real,
just a memory lost in the morning mist,
tucked in the bottom drawer I never open.

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[Bridge – reprise]

And now you walk past my window again…

It feels so strange,
pretending I don’t see,
pretending I don’t feel again,
pretending I don’t glance
toward those half-closed doors
across the aisle.

⸻

[Instrumental Intermezzo]

It was long ago,
and maybe not even real,
just a memory lost in the morning mist,
tucked in the bottom drawer I never open.

⸻

[Outro Verse]

I rush out after you,
catching luck in a butterfly net —
and somehow I know I’ve caught you,
I’ve caught you…

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[Bridge – outro]

Just you and me,
and never alone…

[Instrumental Outro]

( Live ) I met you in the train

« Océan de sang » est une plongée poétique dans la violence et le désespoir de la guerre. Les mots de Jean-Pierre Parra martèlent la douleur, la mémoire et la perte, portés par des images fortes de sang, de cris et de silence. Ce texte donne voix à une humanité blessée, prisonnière de la folie des hommes, mais encore animée par une fragile lucidité. Une méditation sombre où la vie s’accroche, malgré tout, à l’ombre de la mort.

Océan de sang

Paranoia (God Given Edit)
© Simon St John Chamberlain 2025
Remix of the "Paranoia" first published in 2020

Lyrics:

They know your name
And they know where you are
They look at you
And everything you do
They made the rules
And they run everything
They're playing with your mind
And they're telling you you're paranoid?

It's all a game
They love controlling you
You can't suceed
The odds all favour them
They look at you
With daggers in their eyes
And then they'll look at you
While they’re telling you you're paranoid?

(You're Paranoid)
(You're Paranoid)
(You're Paranoid)
(You're Paranoid)

How many times
Must I explain to you?
It's make believe
And nothing like it seems
Just look around
Do you believe it all?
You know it's all a dream
Any you're telling me I'm paranoid?

(Paranoia)
(Paranoia)
(Paranoia)
(Paranoia)
(You're Paranoid)
(You're Paranoid)
(You're Paranoid)
(You're Paranoid)

God so help me
(I have to escape you)
God please help me
(I have to escape you)
God release me
(I have to escape you)
I'm not paranoid!

(Paranoia)
(Paranoia)
(Paranoia)
(Paranoia)

Paranoia (God Given Edit)

Routine

I write songs like Polaroids - between slow mornings and sleepless nights, I write in fragments - a laugh caught on the phone, the smell of oranges, waves I still ride in my head. My songs live in the spaces between what I say and what I leave unsaid. Sometimes I’m dressed in my favourite necklace, sometimes I’m hiding under a long sleeve. I collect moments like they might keep me warm - breakfasts on the table, moonlight through the window - and maybe, if you listen closely, you’ll hear the ones I couldn’t keep, behind for you to find.

Self-produced, always open to feedback and criticism.

stuck demo

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