DescriptionI'm a bilingual French writer. A child of the 80s, I grew up listening to the pop and rock of [removed] I grew older, I discovered progressive rock which became my favorite genre. I have very eclectic tastes though and also listen to blues, metal, pop rock, etc. Rap is the only genre I really can't stand (although modern pop is becoming tougher and tougher to listen to as it becomes more and more standardized). Growing up I also read a lot of Science-Fiction and Fantasy. This has influenced me as a writer. Both in my fiction (I've published a novel and a bunch of short stories) and in my lyrics (as a side note, if you want to make a concept album, I'm your guy). Musical influences include artists such as Kansas, Blue Oyster Cult, Led Zeppelin, Deep Purple, Supertramp, Shadow Gallery, Pink Floyd, and so many others. My favorite English-language lyricist is Peter Hammill. Amazing writer (and singer, obviously). I've had my lyrics recorded on 3 CDs so far (including one concept album for a progish metal band). Looking forward to meeting like-minded composers on this [removed]'s make some cool music together!

Lyrics

Genres: Metal, Progessive

MSA PROJECT - LIKE THE WIND
Lyrics: Alex S. Garcia
Music: Michel Fontes & Serge Barbaro

NOTE: The concept album this is taken from is hard rock / prog metal, but this particular song is actually more of a power ballad.

Castles made of sand, cities in the sea,
Memories of men, things that used to be,
Ancient lores of old, secrets known before,
All the jewels and gold of worlds never known,
Of worlds never known...

All these treasures that hold our identity,
All the wonders that told who we used to be,
All the words and feelings exclusive to our kin,
All are now long gone... like the wind...

Colored streams that shine, vivid skies sublime,
Voices that won't die, echoes in the night,
Oddities of time, hieroglyphs and signs,
Traces of the lives of cultures we survived...

All these treasures that hold our identity,
All the wonders that told who we used to be,
All the words and feelings exclusive to our kin,
All are now long gone... like the wind...

          No matter the race, no matter the world, no matter the ways,
          All that is unique, all that is special, all that is rare,
          Gets twisted around, gets slammed to the ground, gets taken away,
          Until Istree finally crushes all those who dare...
          To be different.

Each world has beliefs, religions to bear grief,
Politics and schemes, cultural divides,
Subtleties to hide all the pain inside,
Reasons to forgive all the shame they lived.

Animals that cry deep into the night,
Howling to somehow reconcile with life.
Warriors march in line, looking all so grim,
Striking like the wind...

          No matter the race, no matter the world, no matter the ways,
          All that is unique, all that is special, all that is rare,
          Gets twisted around, gets slammed to the ground, gets taken away,
          Until Istree finally crushes all those who dare...
          To be different.

lyrics (c) 2010 Alex S. Garcia / music (c) 2010 Michel Fontes & Serge Barbaro

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