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FOR A GHOST (in a room session)

by Jullian Angel

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1.
Ageless 03:11
And you will wake in a different place, Where you should have been so long before. And now you’ve had your moment of grace, You’d like to stay here, and humbly kiss the floor. Ageless body, Ageless mind, Where did you hide your life until now ? Ageless body, Ageless mind, Who will bring your first wrinkle out ? And you will wake up with another face, Your eyes like prayers, begging for more. When will you have the next moment of grace ? You’d like to stay here, and bravely kiss her shore. Ageless body, Ageless mind, Where did you hide your life until now ? Ageless body, Ageless mind, Who will bring your first wrinkle out ? Then, your fountain of youth will flow around.
2.
From the story of my past, Maybe you’ll draw what I missed. Hear my confessions pour at last, Still my soul won’t know the peace. Many young men passed away... God was good, and let me stay. I don’t think he loved me more, I was blessed by the war... Here’s the burden of my life, All the secrets have been told. And there’s no chance you make it light, But something in it you’re to unfold. Many good friends broke away... I don’t know what made me stay. Some had faith, and they got struck. Some were scared, but they found luck... And you may wonder how it feels, When you got spared to warn the others... Did life taste better after this ? Well, I tasted all mine, In memory of fallen brothers. Many troubles paved your way, Promise you won’t go astray. I’m a corpse they brought alive, Now you know some dead survive... No, you’ll never picture what I saw, Unless you live the same... But I don’t hope you ever will. Still I blink several times in a row, When I recall their names, To let my visions get out with... Many young men passed away, God just wouldn’t let them stay. I don’t think he loved me more, I was chosen by the war... I was lucky at the war.
3.
The Strong 02:53
I’ve seen the weak and sad one, out of the mirror. In front of this look, I no more feel trouble linger. I’ve seen the fake gods handing pills, While I’ve been out dealing songs. They let the mortals break their skills, And make me part of the strong. I’ve heard the sick and wild one, out of my own brains. In front of these words, I no more feel my swollen chains. I’ve seen the fake gods handing pills, While I’ve been out dealing songs. And how the mortals break their skills, Does make me part of the strong. They fix some artificial life for the living dead, But they won’t blow the human sore away out of their heads. And I’ve been a fake god in my way, Trying to learn from his men. This is the role I’m led to play ; Although I tightly work my pen, On how I wish I was born again, They think I’m part of the strong... I must be part of the strong.
4.
I was born on the seventh day, While you were looking the other way. I was born from your resting day, And I’m not shaped with breakable clay. You did hope I would not survive, When you broke the strings to let me dive. But you saw I would grandly rise, ‘Cause I’m still the one that you despise. I was born on the seventh day, While you were looking the other way. I was born from your resting day, And I’m not shaped with breakable clay. I’m this hole you could not fill in, A buried thought of your memory. Through your sleep, you let me sneak in, A human split in your destiny. Call me the weird, the freak, or the misfit... But I won’t ever come back at your feet. Call me a waste, a fake, or a mistake... Anyway, I’ll keep waiting for a break. I was born on the seventh day, While you were looking the other way. I was born from your resting day, And I’m not shaped with breakable clay. You hurt me, when I need your carefulness, I blame you, while you need my forgiveness. You hurt me, and I wish you had regrets. I blame you, now you wish I dropped your debts.
5.
The wind has stopped his blowing, now the battle is over. They bury the corpses of our brothers-in-arms, Who died for this world. Someday will come the army from a new resolution, And it’ll bring down all lying, in the name of their fight. We’ll be safe and true...
6.
Drugs 04:46
You are a feeling that blows up my life, A tortuous needing I wish I could knife... Still, they did warn me, when I roved at school. The teacher told this : "You're lost, without rules !" But then I stole a devil's glove, To wipe the scald of my banished love... I once was told, But it's stonger than I am. My troubles have feelings, They love you and all forbidden things, to death. You are the ceiling that hangs up my rope... I'm softly swinging, Just like they were, till I made them fall. To get relieved, I paid with my freedom. How will I touch the heaven's gold ? I want your stuff, as I face the cold. You gave too much, Now it's stronger than I am. My troubles have feelings, They love you, like everybody loves, to death. And I don't know if it's a dream, Anyway, that was such a trip To love you, my one addiction, Right to death. (Growin’ over your walls, I’ll find a way)
7.
Scarred 03:20
I’m not a prophet that you can trust when you please, And I’m not a preacher that you let talk for your ease. If I were the relation your life should reach, Why did you let me down in a low breach ? And if I spoke the needed words to wake your soul, Now let them work things out and keep their role. You made me the heart of your escape fantasy, But I was not a vision or whatever, only “me”. I’m not a model that you follow when you please, And I’m not the poet you may once quote, but not seize. If I were some ideal that your life should greet, How did you go this blind to the one you wished ? And if I stole a miracle you wouldn’t preserve, Why did you get so high for the love we served ? You made me the heart of your escape fantasy, But I was not a vision or whatever, only “me”. And ever since you decided to stop your dreaming, I’ve got to deal with what you scarred as a real thing... And I’m not giving up on you, No, I’m not giving up on living. Now my blood knows what to do, Yet it’s still rushing for your loving. Well, you may be a “gift from God”, But his message I haven’t got... And my blood knows what I’m feeling, When it’s flowing for a living.
8.
Love, let me hold your grace, Now you’re out of reach. I will never doubt again what you made for me. I would only hide in vain your haven’s beauty. Love, let me know your face, When you’re all I wish. I was grateful to your chains, but you set me free. Now I’m back on wider lanes, I still wait for thee. My honest hope was broken, Your hardest blow hit someone bared. But when your door reopens, My eyes won’t close, arriving there. Come, and fill the lonely place That you once had breached. Life won’t hurt me anymore, by your hands so dear, When I touch a better shore, rid of any fear.
9.
Links 04:56
Who will ever know where you’re from ? Had you not shown a while before ? In the land of a dream I can fairly revive, The whole day. With your ideal gleam, You lit up my own life. The gold of your eyes That takes me over, Has led me right home again. Love, where will you draw horizon ? Let in my boat, give me a wave. I’ve been lying afloat, Till your isle was revealed, On my way. Now we’ve gone for a row, And my wounds oddly fill. There goes up your life... It makes a wonder, On lowly fates. Hold up your light... We bear each other In times of grace, Anywhere...
10.
After the wait, and after the flow, You will drive in a tunnel throat, The faster you can. And his itching will grow. May he blow you on a better road... Once more you’re saved, Once more, yet the next time There may be too much fire to play with... And you hope it’s worth every trouble, As every damage. Are you ready for the crash-test, Ready for what is next ? Guns are takin’ aim at your chest, Give up your soul at its best. And someday arrives a big tidal wave, Comes the highest we ever braved. You know it was a lie, when the president said : “You’re out of danger, don’t be afraid !” Will you escape in a left car ? Will you take a mother and her children, In your flight ? That may be your soul one is checking, You have to look right... Are you ready for the crash-test, Ready for what is next ? Guns are takin’ aim at your chest, Show up your soul at its best. Get ready for the crash-test, Get ready for what is next... You would rather change by yourself, And never change by someone else.

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"These 10 tracks were recorded live in a small room, on a few rough winter days. Then I was playing for ghosts. Now the ghost is you."

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released June 14, 2010

Written, performed, recorded and mixed by Jullian Angel.
Released by Les disques Normal.

These songs are acoustic versions from various Jullian Angel's titles >

Track 5 from "Melancholic Ecstasy" Lp (2004)
Tracks 2-4-6-9-10 from "Life was the answer" Lp (2007)
Tracks 3-7-8 from "Kamikaze planning holidays" (2011)

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Jullian Angel Lille, France

Singer-songwriter, also poet and author, Jullian Angel has led an indie career as a pop-folk artist since 2005, released 3 LP's, and performed over 300 gigs mainly in France. Often compared to such figures as Johnny Cash, Leonard Cohen, Nick Cave, for the dark tone of his writing and singing, he's back on March 2020 with a new acoustic EP, "Like we never met before" (Equilibre Fragile). ... more

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