Grateful (paroles et musique: Desmarais-Racine) Your Hollywood face The smile in your eyes The loneliness Your goodbye So young and so brave But so fragile inside You need to thing straight Or else you would die You're lost in a twirl You need to get out Your place in this world You need to figure out And I'm thankful That you gave my heart a chance That you didn't turned away And I tell you You made me a better man Even if you didn't stay Me? I'm doin' fine I don't feel blue I'm more confident Thanks to you I roll up my sleeves I take the next step Whatever that means I'll take a guess I have no regrets Whatsoever I love you always For ever and ever And I'm thankful That you gave my heart a chance That you didn't turned away And I tell you You made me a better man Even if you didn't stay Don't worry About our wrongs and our rights now I just took the good From all the hindsight I've got now And I'm grateful That you and me happened I guess there's nothing else to say Just remember I promised you children So hopefully We'll meet again someday JUIN 2012

Best Morning (Paroles et musique: Desmarais-Racine) Meet me in the morning Before the summer dies Meet me before you go do your things That keep you so alive I hate small talk but I'll do my best To make it interesting And when I'm done I'll give my smile to you And you can go on do your things I know it will be The best morning I had in weeks I'm not gonna bring you diamonds I'm not gonna bring you gold I'm not gonna bring you anything That can compromise your soul I'm gonna wait by the river banks Like that one time in spring If you can't remember It's down by the river Where you can hear me sing Just show up and make The best morning I had in weeks Meet me at the stations Meet me at the school Meet me anywhere you want I promise I'll be cool I won't mention the envy And the worst-case scenario I'll bring some wine And something to eat And Rick Davies on stereo Then I know it will be The best morning I had in weeks Août 2012

She Was So Sweet On 52nd Street (Paroles et musique: Desmarais-Racine) A Asus4 C F I've been countin' the days C Since you left F But now I think G C I'll start to count for real C F C I feel empty all the time G/B Am Can't you see? F The love you found G A Is still a part of me C#m I did understand F#m Everything you said Bm Well not clearly everything A But some of it I guess C#m But the fact is F#m That I didn't had those feelings Bm For a girl since at least D G A Five long years F So don't you G C G/B Am Minimize my love, baby please F G C C7 Don't you remember how it was? F G Don't you realize C G/B Am That it was such a tease? F G A To show me how it can really feel I've been wishin' for the rain Every step To make it Ok to be inside The sun in the sky is too often There I think It's not fair For those of us who are sick One month of your lovin' And then it's finally gone What made you Strangely change your mind? 'Cause now I pay the price For 40 days of love With a life-sentence Of scars and blue sorrow So don't you Minimize my love, baby please Don't you remember how it was? Don't you realize That it was such a tease? To show me how it can really feel Am The minutes passes E7 The more you flee Am E7 The more you're far from me Am The painter cries Dm The muse is free G A She'll inspire him eternally 'Cause now it's been Six months already And now this Kinda feel silly I'm still writing all those songs For this girl Who made it clear That she didn't loved me But I can't deny Those feelings that I had And that I still have They're really there to stay The only thing I can think of To make it more okay Is to write those songs It is the only way So don't you Minimize my love, baby please Don't you remember how it was? Don't you realize That it was such a tease? To show me how it can really feel F G Am Why are you afraid to feel? Septembre 2012

California Bound (words and music: Desmarais-Racine) Looking through my window I can see the lights How do people know And how they might? Stars align, they're showing me The way to go To the Canyons Where the cool wind blow Take the open road Bring your favorite friends Choose the ones who will Stick 'till the end California sand Day dreamin' of the way Things used to be Can't wait to see what The future holds for me In my mind I have The greatest expectations But there's a difference Between these and intuition Let me sing the hills Let me spread the sound Roaming to the place Where it all stand ground California bound Novembre 2012

2-Way Street (paroles et musique: Desmarais-Racine) Dark clouds hung above me Thinkin' 'bout being denied Is this what happened when you die? Wandering through the city Couldn't even read the sign Can you tell I'm out of my mind? Carry me on through the lecture Needless to say I did not lie Shrouded by your scenery I walk the floor since you left me Tell me why? Blinded by the ecstasy I grew tired of misery Tell me why? Been around twice as many Happiness is never fine Is this a pattern of your time? I bet you all my gold teeth I won't have peace of mind Until I'm cured from being blind The Stage Coach driver was arrested He thought his winged-horses could fly We would have made the perfect team Guided by each others dream And get by The two of us in harmony Providing a sweet melody And get by Watching you drooling on me I wish this movie never ends It's a bad movie in french All I got's the memory but they're starting to fade away And now I'll always despise May Barman could you pour me a tall one? I'm not yet, ready to cry 'Cause my woman just left me I need some sort of remedy I could die The Albatros are oversea But the Sparrow here is still lonely I could die Now there's only one more options You go your way and I'll go mine But you can come back anytime 'Cause if someday you're running empty All you need to do is look behind The 2-way street isn't hard to find JANVIER 2013

What a drag it is to be me (paroles et musique: Desmarais-Racine) Though meaningless they are My problems are crumbling From the top-shelf of my heart Romeo is moaning The painter still at work But Mona Lisa is confuse After too much rehearsals She blew up a fuse I'm lookin' at the clock And then I'm lookin' at the rain The radio play Folk Rock It help me stay insane I'm lost 'cause I ran And now I'm waiting for a ride In haze I vanished To keep it all inside And if somebody's here You're saying obviously What a drag it is to be me The farmer son he's stretching He now steps in the line He screwed up once, he won't do twice He take this as a sign He's strong, he's bright, he's mean Doesn't miss one chance All that the things that piss me off They're all part of his plan Jane screamed: ''Stop it! You're bringing me so down You know this is bullshit And I really hate your sound'' I told her she was right I know that I'm so lame Now can I make you please me? Dear lady Mia Jane But if Mona Lisa was here She'd say basically What a drag it is to be me Jane she's so sweet She's like nursery rhymes She stumble to her feet And she gets back in the line But Mona Lisa is to me Like if a carnival of sound Was ringing on through me And lift me from the ground And when Jane said she came She left her heart back there But that's alright for me Mona Lisa's everywhere I tried my best to told her How does it really feel She understand but quickly Goes back to her meal ''She's my muse, she's my pills! What the hell should I do?'' Get of hold of yourself You guys are really through And whatever she is saying She said it already What a drag it is to be me The daylights are rising You know this can't last long Whatever I wanna play I've already sung The lampost in the street Turn off to normal life Abandoned in my sheets The dream's where it's nice I start from scratch and then I introduced myself I'm gonna keep my mouth shut Everyone can go to hell It's better left unsaid And it's funnier that way It was our precious secret But I threw it all away It was a sacred bond And I'm the traitor in this game I thought it would be fun If everyone knew our names But when I sleep it's fine We are stronger than ever I can enjoy the sun And I'm lying close to her The folk song is over But it's saying endlessly What a drag it is to be me AOUT 2012

My Favorite Eyes (words and music: Desmarais-Racine) Calling out your name Staring at your actress smile Paintings of your face All around the country side Calling back your name Waiting on a little while This isn't loosely-based It's how I spend my life Start to looking like a game Show you where my interest lies Yours are really My favorite eyes Craving your arcade Living on a tables pile Her Harlequin parade Working on his New-York style Being loved and being hated Act like he knows his rights He's even being late For everything he likes But the one thing stayin' clear It's where his cold-heart lie Yours are surely His favorite eyes Genuine feelings that I have Echoes from this book I hold Exorcing the demons Picturing the Gallows Pole Screaming now your name Waiting on a little while Will come into my place? When you're on this country side One day I'll be eating fame But they'll stay inside Yours are truly My favorite eyes Octobre 2012

Until You Wanna In Tijuana (paroles et musique: Desmarais-Racine) Well I'm going south I'm gonna eat some tacos Going right across the border In Tijuana, Mexico Tag along with the Gecko Brothers And a couple of hobos Some old folks from New Orleans And a plumber name Mario I'll probably spend a week or two I'm not really sure Why don't you here too Gonna send ya the brochure Until you wanna In Tijuana Our first night was crazy And I lost my tooth At a very boring poker game I wasn't telling the truth They took me to a beach house Where I met a friend Who sold me some Peyote But then came Montezuma's Revenge That's what we say in Mexico When a Gringo shit his pants I was out for three days But that's where I learn romance Until you wanna In Tijuana I woke up on a highway On my leg was a lizard Cried out like a new-born baby He was heading for my trousers Puke my guts right on the road It was full of sands Then I heard a big voice So I grabbed my 4-10 The man said: ''I'm your father Please son, don't shoot me!'' I shot the poor bastard anyway So tell mom I'm sorry Until you wanna In Tijuana Now I'm stuck in La Presa With the Redwood blues again She keeps waiting for me in L.A To form a new band The vultures gather 'round me They know I missed my train So can you come here and pick me? I really am in pain If you do this you'll The greatest sister in the world I haven't eat anything in weeks There's nothing more to hurl Until you wanna In Tijuana JANVIER 2013

Hold The Fort(For What's It's Worth) (paroles et musique: Desmarais-Racine) You got glasses in your feet You ain't got too much to eat You don't got much In your mind you're planning schemes Can you wake up from this dream? Can you wake up? Your very own world is falling down And there's no one else around To cut the rope tonight Now the room is very still The radio says: ''Can't buy a thrill'' This time there's no light Situations getting worse But you're clearly not the first Look around you Every souls in their lifetime Experience pain some of the time Think about that The windows are open wide But such an emptiness inside You know this time it's for real But there's still a part of you Who just knows you'll make it through And it's enough to make you feel There's is still much more to it Keep the wheel just for a bit It gets better Hold the fort for what's it's worth Think about the ones you're gonna hurt Think about them The promise world lies just ahead You won't see it if you're dead Don't be so selfish It's for not fair for you dad For your mom it is too sad They don't deserve this Avril 2007 et Novembre 2012

Prison Bound (Paroles et musique: Desmarais-Racine Whispering mind in a troubled time I'm in prison doin' time So much hard to speak freely Magnets on tv Since you've been gone I'm a-hurt inside In my room I nurse my pride Gazing at the pale moonlight Zimmerman knows me right Singing songs I can't believe Watching shit I cannot leave I'm waiting for my heart to be broken But he'll hang in there stand still And I'll be lookin' for the hill I'm thinkin' 'bout love being surreal What happened to my own story? What a year it's been, seriously But don't get me wrong 'Cause I know it's good If you only could And even though you're not there Just know that I still care And I'm thinkin' 'bout you everyday Please come on home to me Then you will surely see How much love can be surreal Farewell to those of friends of mine Farewell to that gal' of mine I'll be here having a down Alone and prison bound AOUT 2012

Rusty Goals (paroles et musique: Desmarais-Racine) Longin' for that silver sound With several stiches on your mind Brought on by some Sunset stories And a love that made you blind Breaking all the golden rules Of the heroes in old time And now you're wondering what to give To get you back in line Glimpses of burning hits I think this might be my luck Tryin' normal for just a bit And here comes the aftershock How can I be so into it? But such a lazy fuck I have to learn to take my own risks And ditch everyone who's in my spot A dream can live a long long time Before it takes it's toll Mine will surely stay in place Until I play Rock n' Roll But lately things have turn to steal Instead of turning to gold The next thing you know, you're further from it And you're turning 24 Morning leads to starlight And I will unravel By the end of this freakin' year I better start to travel I can see the seaguls fly But the beaches are too far Anyway you're almost broke And you don't even own a car JANVIER 2013

''Well, there are three things men can do with women: love them, suffer for them, or turn them into literature'' - Stephen Stills Mona Lisa (words and music: Desmarais-Racine) First time I did saw her T'was in military school She had me at Blues Brothers But I played it way too cool Then came more occasions And I didn't know my stuff If I hadn't been such a stoner It would have been less rough There was also a dude Who wanted to be king He challenged everybody To step right in the ring I was in a good spot But I didn't had the balls So he got the first shot And I let him took the fall Once it was over I ineptly made my move Mona Lisa and me Seemed to fit the groove I wasn't writing But at least I was in love With a lady so stunning And gentle like a dove The image that I gave her Was incredibly undone Focusing completely On being such a bum I wanted to be clean And forget about the rest But I wanted to be seen With her nonetheless And so I did my shout Over my roof and walls The romance of my life-time Before the curtain call This marvelous month of tripping It came and went so fast By the end of April She was back into class And the crash of the tensions It happened in a bar I heard all the reasons Why it didn't go that far Like a cat hit by a Volvo I cried out in public Bleeding all over the sidewalk While my friends played music By then in rehearsals It got too much weird She left after two weeks And I just grew a beard This atrocious month of grieving It really last a while Almost through the summer I was wondering why When I finally met Da Vinci I ask him why the hell? Mona Lisa was very friendly But by then end, you couldn't tell He thought about it a moment Then he made his reply: ''The muse gave you your stories, Now you must let her fly.'' Décembre 2012