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Cloak and Dagger - grey Zone

by Marie Martine Bédard

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Maison Planàterre Note: Album long Jeu (lJ) de Marie-Martine Bédard (QC,Montréal) paru en 1996_00 et réédité en 2023_03.

Aussi, disponibilité sur les plateformes de partage musical de l'album entre Jeu (eJ) 'Sense Of Doubt' sur lequel apparaît Elana Harte, paru en 1991. Favorite track: How Many More Times.
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1.
Rage 05:12
There's nothing you can do to make me change my mind I'm just a crazy fool Who's got no place to hide My nature is of fire My temper's borderline So don't try to seduce me You could not endure me I guess love is the language of my rage Dressed to soon for a requiem As time I guess captures my loneliness Indifference has become my different rage Maybe nothing is real Maybe time is a feeling But I know what I need I know what I crave for Authoritarians all fear The shadow of my thoughts for real I guess love is the language of my rage Dressed to soon for a requiem As time I guess captures my loneliness Indifference has become my different rage Rage, different rage Different rage, different rage As time I guess captures my loneliness Indifference has become my different rage And I'm trapped in love that I cannot share Trapped in shoes I don't wanna wear Trapped in flesh, trapped in days and I need a break, need a break Trapped in you, I refuse to rejoyce cause of you or forget about you I guess love is the language of our rage Dressed too soon for a requiem As time I guess captures my loneliness Indifference has become our different rage...
2.
Kiss Me 04:04
The day has begun its last struggle swallowed by supersonic fuming drag And through the walls of our homes wicked shadows reach in echoing and treatening I cave in ... shake and sweat and vascillate Urge my impossible exile awakening to the vicious coalition of addiction I wish I could be the robust kind. And if I look fine and if I sound in tune I'm aware there's no reason to get excited so far, all I'm sure of is the corrosiveness of me Why should I bother why should I fear ? everytime that in my dreams all the guys try to squeeze me so far, all I find to say is : " Why don't you ... " Kiss me arse Each and everyone of us hear this endless symphony rumble throughout the city In harmonic dissonance we listen to its heartbeat Confusing, provoking, I give in Smell and taste but soon realise God has forgotten something I can't imagine what is not ! Must be the perfect time to call up faith . Note after note my mind is orchestrating The bended act of a sacrifice just to get excited... And if I look fine and if I sound in tune I'm aware there's no reason to get excited so far, all I'm sure of is the corrosiveness of me Why should I bother why should I fear ? everytime that in my dreams all the guys try to squeeze me so far, all I find to say is : " Why don't you ... kiss me arse!” ... so far , all I find to say is why don't you ... KISS ME ARSE ...
3.
How many more times will they call me and wake me to the sound of silence ? How many more times will they keep the truth and bear with all my arrogance ? How many more times ? Will leave the strangers from my strange land and quiver to the brilliance of my loneliness ? How many more times will they hold on to the past frozen in lifeless photographs ? How many more times ... how many more times ? I don't need more unending attempt after too many late consents ... and I don't need more broken promises ... I won't give in , no I won't give in . I don't need to dream of dying or only see the sunset bleeding and if I wanna have a little understanding doesn't mean I need them to build me themselves ... As the land is going virgin and the ice to thick to be broken All I really need is... to keep faith in me... and in my dream I shouldn't be scared, wisdom has no face . How many more times ... How many more times ? How many more times, many more days, many more nights ? How many more times will the strangers come and go, haunt me with beauty and romance ? How many more times will they hold on to the past frozen in lifeless photographs ? How many more times, many more days, many more nights ?
4.
Little Girl 04:17
Little girl, watch your step Little girl, take my hand Follow the feelings Of the woman and the friend next to you Yes we can groove along We can go where the river meets with the sky Little girl, make your smile shine on me (Don’t be at odds with everything Beat the mascarade) Let me in, please let me in Share with me your identity… somehow Here is my hand, my distress Follow the feeling Have all you can from my caress Please don’t carry the pain infinitely still You will come to understand Why I love you and I love the whole world (Don’t be at odds with everything Breathe Little girl) Let me in please, let me in Share with me your infinity Let me in please, let me in
5.
I have something to say... look out I have something burning... viciously in doubts I've heard whispers as I never heard before coming out the graves so glorious and frail, but I was so scared that I couldn't understand that of my own language all along I've been a slave... love ... grim chords of love freed your essence into mine and now like a lone predator, I heed the call of the night But I swear, its not too late, I can govern on my every want, I swear, it's not too late, I swear ... From left you passed to the right then moved on but suddenly what you've enjoyed transmuted as abundance remains what's appealing to you I come to understand that I should now embrace change won't look when your life will run into the next one, I hang on to mine from habit I believe that something can shift the scene in time but still I greed the call of the night ... Love... grim chords of love freed your essence into mine, and now like a lone predator I heed the call of the night but I swear it's not too late, I can govern on my every want, I swear , it's not too late, I swear, it's not just fate Here comes the beauty of romance, mon cher And I'm falling, I'm falling for it... I can see what I've become, I own the love that can destroy, Forever burning viciously in doubts I can't tell the world I'm there and I ache... I swear it's not too late I swear it's not just fate I swear it's not too late or just fate or too late I swear, I swear, I swear
6.
In the middle of the ocean somewhere near the sky I look up and I look down In the middle of nowhere Indefinitely I meet the rudeness of me Above the one world we share Somewhere between day and night I'm going further than despair My rhythm change I look up and I look down, in the middle of my life Indefinitely I see the real beginning of me Beyond the questions we share Somewhere between first and last I'm racing up with the winds Time modulates If I had the gift to paint with words All the good and the great All the wrong and the bad The paper would weaken and burn under the pressure... While resolutions hang And the distance sustain I guess I become alive Thirty five thousand feet in the air
7.
We have been connected at a time The heat would turn into sudden pain One tone into one instrument of madness And that’s when I came to play in your town You were there watching with those always welcoming us all But I, devoured by passion Watched your every move Met your smile Spoke to your deep persian eyes Talked about works of art and natural beauty but… I don’t remember your name - only your smell I don’t remember your stretch - only your smell I don’T remember which way - only your smell Your name - Your smell Could you have been the only one The only one that made me crawl And could it be that I want you now And bring back the treasure of your unique flavour Through the coldest wind we walked Once then drove around another time Nearby the frozen river You know it’s name « ciboire » La rivière Chaudière mon frère … Till came dawn I wore nothing but the stars on my skIn Was grace shook in disgrace Or did I talk to much? I don’t remember your name - only your smell I don’t remember your stretch - only your smell I don’T remember which way - only your smell Your name - your smell Cour you have been the only one? The only one that made me crawl? Or could it be that I want you now? Bring back the treasure of your unique flavour… In the absolute past and future Bring back the treasure of your unique flavour
8.
Forget about time... Reverse conciousness Forget about me... any conspiracy You surf the years passing by Open the doors to sanitize your mind You shut the hidden wounds by racing The dirt until your old place shines You rise in existence while thunder Keeps roaring over my bed It gets its hands on me just to wear me out While you turn your head just to pray outloud It strikes again on me but you know how to Forget about time... reverse conciousness Forget about me .... any conspiracy Forget about pride... we all live or die Always control always more and more You want , you have always in the back The whole neighborhood and more sit tight 'Till the end of the night He gets his hands on me just to remind me While you turn your head just to pray outloud He strikes again on me but you know how to Forget about time - reverse consiousness Forget about me any conspiracy Forget about pride we all live or die Forget about me .... I always exist
9.
Haunting You 04:19
I believe that I, through silver plains Smelled the smell of your speech Come through my skin Hoping for a sign I walked through silver rain To find the key to cross an ocean of ageing fantasies God forbid if one day I run in you And find a way to make this dream come through Oh sometimes I can dance And sometimes I can sing thinking about you I believe that I, through silver grace Smelled the smell of fate come through my skin Dreaming on and on always, I see your face Look for the key to cross this ocean of ancient history God forbid if one day I run in you And find a way to prove this vision's true Oh sometimes I can't dance And sometimes I can't sing Thinking about you... You don't know me and you don't know why Your heart has been trying to see The mysteries and the legacy The wind whispers across the sea.
10.
Memories 04:09
It's one thing to get high But to put-up with cruel lies while I Try to reach for your sky It doesn't make me wanna fly Your ego deprives you from sanity And puts me back down underground You disagree but I dream I don't even wanna keep , keep the Memories... No honor holds you to me babe Memories... You went too far today Don't sing me a lullaby Just try to wave me good-bye And find the one true light The blaze of noon or twilight Your unblinking eyes so envious Get down on me and I can't feel free You disbelieve but I don't wish to mind I don't even wanna keep, keep the Memories... No honor holds you to me babe Memories... You went too far today Memories... No honor holds you to me babe Memories... Nothing's gonna change my mind I'm holding on I will not change my mind I will not change my mind You went too far today
11.
Nostalgie 00:34
Si j'avais compris plus tôt, beaucoup plus tôt Jamais je serais resté troublée devant l'inévitable Et si se prolonge ma nostalgie c'est que ma tête - Programme à résolution séquentielle - Ne peut s'empêcher d'être trouble Face à la route qui me poursuit Ma vie insolite dévale une pente obscure En attendant qu'elle s'éteigne, J'aimerais ne pas être si terne. Plus j'ai de peurs et plus j'ai de mals ; Je meurs dans tout ce que j'espère. Le privilège de voir le temps qui se dérobe Je ne le comprends pas quand je pense à la catastrophe Devant mon miroir je fais face à l'évidence Ma réalité change à chaque instant qui s'endort Ma vie insolite dévale une pente obscure En attendant qu'elle s'éteigne J'aimerais ne pas être si terne Mais quand je ferme les yeux L'humiliation me ravage Plus j'ai de peurs et plus j'ai de mals Je meurs dans tout ce que j'espère En attendant que j'en revienne Je pleure de porter mes chaînes Mon regard brille, mon regard brille sur ma misère Ma vie insolite dévale une pente obscure En attendant qu'elle s'éteigne J'aimerais ne pas être si terne Mais quand je ferme les yeux L'humiliation me ravage Plus j'ai de peurs et plus j'ai de mals Je meurs dans tout ce que j'espère

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released March 11, 2023

©1996 Marie Martine Bédard - Ed Dawson - François Nadeau

Vocals : Marie Martine Bédard
Guitars : Marie Martine Bédard & Ed Dawson
Bass Guitar : François Nadeau
Drums : Normand Doucet

Sound Engineer & Mix : Reggie Thompson
Mastering : Lacquer Channel, Toronto

Produced by Marie Martine Bédard & Reggie Thompson Productions

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Marie Martine Bédard Montreal, Québec

“I roamed for miles in imposed silence until I reclaimed my voice. No one knew my secret battles behind my smile until I came foward with the music project, Hippocampus. ”

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