Name: "L’âme En Guenille" seul au studio by Mark et nous
Duration: 8 min 31 s
Description: ce petit bruit au début de la chanson c'est un couinement que fait ma chaise quand j'enregistre j'aime bien laisser les bruits de la vie dans les enregistrements et privilégier "le live"

ce petit bruit au début de la chanson c'est un couinement que fait ma chaise quand j'enregistre j'aime bien laisser les bruits de la vie dans les enregistrements et privilégier "le live"

"L’âme En Guenille" seul au studio

You, you 
Knew, knew 
Better, better 
Then dropping two, two
Thousand dollars 
Thousand dollars, 
On dinner for you, you
You, you 
Knew, knew 
Better, better 
Then dropping two, two
Thousand dollars 
Thousand dollars, 
On dinner for you, you
…
Oh, oh, oh, oh, mmm
…
Oh, oh,
Breathe, breathe
Its nothing deep, deep
Breathe, 
Its in the past, 
Just let it go with time 
Let it go, past time
…
You, you 
Knew, knew 
Better, better 
Then dropping two, two
Thousand dollars 
Thousand dollars, 
On dinner for you, you
…

Two Thousand Dollar Bill

🎵 A song a day keeps the mind in play 🎵

Welcome to Lyrical Literacy, where we create free songs and songbooks to enhance language and literacy through the power of music and singing! 🎶 Our project harnesses the latest neuroscientific research, demonstrating that singing is a powerful tool for developing auditory processing, memory, phonological awareness, and more. Join us on this musical journey to improve language skills and literacy for all ages!

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Lyrics by: Nik Bear Brown
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A song a day keeps the mind in play.

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A song a day keeps the mind in play. April 22, 2024 (Liam Vocals)

Introducing "Life Gets In the Way" - A Song of Remembrance and Reflection

Life is a journey filled with unexpected twists & turns. Along the way, we encounter people who touch our hearts, leaving a lasting impact. Sadly, sometimes we lose these special individuals, & our hearts ache with the regret of not spending more time with them.

In my new edit of the 5 minute long song "Life Gets In the Way," I hope to have captured the essence of this emotional journey im a mote compact form. Through poignant lyrics & heartfelt melodies, I have created a musical tribute to those lost friends we hold dear in our memories.

This song serves as a reminder to cherish & appreciate the people in our lives, to make every moment count, & to never let life's distractions take precedence over our relationships.

You only live once, live it well with the ones you value most :) 

Created for you, here is your new edited song "Life Gets In the Way."

JFDI

Life Gets In The Way

White Horse

Had a little lady....

---

Got no lover at my door
Had a little lady but I have no more
Guess I'll go down to the grocery store
Find another lover on the produce floor

Got no shirt left on my back
Had a little lady kept my mind on track
Now what I have is in my sack
And every night I find a new home by the railroad tracks

got no place to call my home
Had a little lady I could call my own
Now she's gone and I'm alone
Give me one good reason that I shouldn't roam
mm-mmm
mm-mmm
-mmm-mmmm

Got no car to get away
Had a little lady who would always say
Who you are is who you play
And we're all left with nothing at the end of the day
mm-mmm
mm-mmm
mmm-mmmmm

Got no one to say I love
Had a little lady who fit like a glove
But when that push comes to this shove
I'll have to find another one for dreaming of

So if I die out on this road
Had a little lady who would always know
Just at the end where I would go
Somewhere awful lonesome with myself alone

Now and Then

There were times I knew that I was gonna change the world.  
Ride off in the sunset, on a horse, with the girl.
Be a hero, save the day – maybe they’ll throw me a parade.
Instead, I’m working nine to five, trying to pay my dues.
Most weekends I’ll mow the lawn, maybe change a fuse.
Fix a leak and pull some  weeds.  Maybe a hero’s not what you need.

I could have been a bright light in your darkness, a pedestal to lift you up.
A voice of reason in uncertainty, when your lips were dry, I could have been your cup.
I always tried to stand so tall.  I soon found out I could not do it all.
The thing you needed me to be – was enough.

I always thought I had to be strong, be the man.
And you always let me, I see now, and understand.
No, I never saved the day, but you let me think that way
You always smiled and said you loved me as I am.  
Said you wouldn’t change a thing, happy as a clam.
Looking back, it’s plain to see all the things I could have been.

I could have been a bright light in your darkness, a pedestal to lift you up.
A voice of reason in uncertainty, when your lips were dry, I could have been your cup.
I always tried to stand so tall.  I soon found out I could not do it all.
The thing you needed me to be – was enough.

I always did what I thought was best for us both. 
I only needed to do enough.





Enough

Inspired by the Yiannis Ritsos poem "In the barracks"

Verse 1:
The moon entered the barracks, silently
Ransacked the blankets of the infantry
She seized a naked hand, whispering, "Sleep"
Someone is talking in his dreams, deep

Pre-Chorus:
Someone is snoring, shadows dance on the wall
The last trolley car has passed, silence falls

Chorus:
Is it possible, they may be dead tomorrow?
Is it possible, they already bear that sorrow?
An infantryman wakes, eyes glassy in the night
A thread of blood hangs from the moon, pale and white

Verse 2:
The darkness fills the room, cold and tight
Moon's silver rays casting eerie light
He looks around, heart filled with dread
Silent whispers linger, thoughts in his head

Chorus:
Is it possible, they may be dead tomorrow?
Is it possible, they already bear that sorrow?
An infantryman wakes, eyes glassy in the night
A thread of blood hangs from the moon, pale and white

Bridge:
Dreams of battles fought and lost
Haunt the night, at such a cost
In the silence, fears take flight
Moon's cold gaze pierces the night

Chorus:
Is it possible, they may be dead tomorrow?
Is it possible, they already bear that sorrow?
An infantryman wakes, eyes glassy in the night
A thread of blood hangs from the moon, pale and white

Outro:
The moon entered the barracks, silently
Ransacked the blankets of the infantry
She seized a naked hand, whispering, "Sleep"
In the stillness of the night, secrets they keep...

The ballad of moonlit barracks

Extinction

We used to play
My mates and me
In the old graveyard
Just up the street
We swore allegiance
To the Mud King
And fought for honor
In everything
Oh, my mates and me

We grew to love
The girls at night
We roved and hollered
Till morning light
Warm kiss for a memory
A drink for the cold
We swore together
We would never grow old
Oh, my mates and me

It was time we killed
My mates and me
We were thick as thieves
And wanted to live free
We promised till the end
We would always be
Together as friends
My mates and me

Now the sky is gray
And the days are done
Just yesterday I buried
The remaining one
It is tough to let go
And goodbye is so hard
But they're all up the street now
In the old graveyard
Waiting, my mates, for me

It was time we killed
My mates and me
We were thick as thieves
And wanted to live free
We promised till the end
We would always be
Together as friends
My mates and me

Now the sky is gray
And the days are done
Just yesterday I buried
The remaining one
It is tough to let go
And goodbye is so hard
But they're all up the street now
In the old graveyard
Waiting, my mates, for me

My Mates And Me (New version - Lyrics in description)

Full version https://on.soundcloud.com/xqVNVj9gu52eq6Jy9

Music by Gaetan Bouchard
Words by Ian Chouinard

Climb a tree  - Acoustic version

j'écris des nouvelles et des chansons depuis longtemps, j'ai fait divers métiers, maçon, libraire, cuisinier, veilleur de nuit etc... comme personne ne s'intéressait à mes écrits, je les chante et les enregistre moi même...

"L’âme En Guenille" seul au studio

Mark et nous

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