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le grand discours


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and after the storm subsided the land was scarred but we were alright we found peace in the shade looking out over the ashes we made the sign of the cross then turned, hand in hand and smiled into the future i had everything i needed right there between my fingers and your eyes smiled back we headed out into the land of promise armed with a knowledge of who we are we never knew where we were going but when we get there we'll know we're there and we'll stay as long as we need to then find each other once more cause we are only tourists now since our home went up in flames and i remember every day the life that fire claimed but there you are reminding me we got through it and though my hands are empty now you're still by my side and i look to the heavens and i curse them and i thank them for a love that's been misplaced but is there all the same i had everything i needed right there between my fingers and your eyes, they smile back you're the flame that warms my heart and from time to time you light it up and remind me how lucky i am
nunca mais 03:55
scraping my nails down to the bone picking up the mess of a world gone wrong we are figures of purity on an impure coast this beach was declared "safe" this afternoon but this evening we still need gas-masks and protective suits tomorrow we'll watch their children playing and picking oil from between their toes i've been in spain now for a few nights and all i've learned to say is "que coño" and "nunca máis" There's something wrong when the helpers are knee-deep in oil and those who it affects Sit watching doing nothing at all The food destined for the volinteers Got lost along the way and never quite made it here So we sit with sweating hands in the pouring rain Continuing to scrape with our stomachs grumbling All this petty squabbling among the powers that preside In the midst of a tragedy still growing in size How many square inches are left to clean In 550 miles of this blackened coastline Fingerfull by fingerfull we'll persevere And pick up these 77,000 tons of this enormous tragedy This can never happen again Open up your eyes We'll march to the responsibles And sing with one voice Nunca Máis Never Again
i got your invitation to dinner on thursday night send my excuses to the lord but by then i'll be too far gone to drop by i'm heading out in the morning to the other side of this life to where the evil who dress up in a suit and a smile reside i'll write this note and send it off he'll stand up between courses and confide in his company that he's been less than good "even the son of god lets things slide" and though i still loved him i put that love up for sale for a gallon of petrol to get me started on my way but you know how i hold on to the things i give away but i gotta let this dead love go this ones driving me insane but i saw him at the pumps as i was going up to pay so i hid and i watched him nostalgically forgive me please for my sins but i didn't realise that we could leave that place separately or together and still hold that love inside but he's up in heaven now with an angel by his side and i'm trying to warm my fingers on these fabled coals of this fabled night my life of sin and debauchery will begin with the morrows sunrise as i leave this life in the ashes you can see when you look in my eyes
and you laid your head on my thigh and i watched your face flicker in the passing streetlights and then you held my gaze and you swueezed my hand and said "tonight, if you don't have any plans" (iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou) and the towns gave way to country and the hills slipped silently by each one crumbled and fell behind we hardly even knew they were there tonight the world outside is just a blur (itsjustabluritsjustablur) (itsjustabluritsjustabluritsjustablur) people like you make me loose control never stop being you you deserve to be treated with love and patience and respect and at home i don't believe you're treated so you let slip an accent that wasn't yours but is yours now someday this'll all fall away and we can fall in love she'll bring you a bouquet of light then dissappear right before your eyes stunned, her voice is the only sound that'll make you rise (hervoiceistheonlysoundthatllmakeyourise) (hervoiceistheonlysoundthatllmakeyourise) lalalalalalaa
i am warmed by the memory of these magical days and the people i shared them with lie close to my heart we learned to nourish ourselves with laughter and harmony i hope we can share another adventure together soon everywhere i go and with everything i do i learn something new you are my teacher now this is a land of oppertunity in its purest form people come out here with an idea and nothing more we could learn to make our own soup without any recipe i crave her fruit but enjoy her beauty everywhere i go and with everything i do i learn something new this is my classroom now we arrive to bread fresh out of the oven and an energy so warm it could have baked it on the floor we each took an instrument and played into the night and as i nodded off to sleep, i heard zoe stir that was the most beautiful sound of the evening it nodded me into a sweet sweet dreamy land which i shared with you all until morning everywhere i go and with everything i do i learn something new you are my teacher now everywhere i go and with everything i do i learn something new this is my classroom now
don't sleep with chocolate on your pillow or your dreams will be darker than the night it's not in falling asleep that dreams are made we'll find them in the bells of the morning we are our past mistakes but when we close our eyes we are king, we are queen, we are rulers arm-in-arm until the bells of the morning let me wipe that tear from off your cheek i want you to be as happy as your eyes and i'll tell that story one more time if at the end, you'll offer me a smile dreams come easy to the glassy eyed roaming around the world with a song but love bears the weight of a thousand million words ringing out until the bells of the morning we are children, broke before tomorrow with just enough to spoil ourselves today we lie peaceful, under a veil of heavenly light listening to the bells of the morning let me wipe that tear from off your cheek i want you to be as happy as your eyes and i'll tell that story one more time if at the end, you'll offer me a smile
this one's for you charlotte... this one's for you charlotte but your ears are elsewhere, charlotte from the corner of harcourt road and charlotte street i weep... tears freeze on my cheek, and in your hair, the air there turned to snow as you turned to go. encore une verre du vin, charlotte et on va danser une valse, toi et moi on chante brassens et on flotte sur la rue du charlotte on parle d'amour dans la neige la tempete qui tombe comme une passion entre les paroles et cette passion ne parte jamais, je te jure mais tu tourne, quand-meme, et tu parte this one's for you charlotte but you couldn't be with us tonight so i sing to the glass in my hand and hear your voice from behind tu dit qu'on n'existe pas, que cette rue n'est pas vraiment la une larme reste dans ma voix, charlotte, quand je tourne aux yeux ferme aux mains tremblement avec une reve sur ma langue pour charlotte de l'espoir, d'avenir, d'une vie parfaite may i have this dance charlotte? this one's for you charlotte i lay my glass at your feet and watch it fill with snow as you turn to go
i'm sorry i couldn't hold you you were a light that helped us grow i'm sorry you felt alone what a terrible way to go i let you down when i gave up and a light inside you died i wasn't good company but still you stuck by my side cold winter and not a word then a neighbour let us know you had slipped off sad and lonely what a terrible way to go five weeks asleep in peace all worries and sadness gone i hope there's laughter now i'm sorry you died alone
pill song 03:04
i want to be as unfalteringly sure about myself as a river's path through time i'll close my eyes now and flow tomorrow can look after tomorrow i'm having fun here lets stay some more open up your eyes, aline, when this bud blooms, it could be love your home is like a magical wonderland retreat on the edge of somewhere beautiful and all that passes through here shines in the reflection of your smile you're contageous and i'm high and i've only just met you! seeing as though we live so close, open up your window, this song is for you but worry not if you're not home yet i'll sing it to you in the morning counting cobblestones between your door and mine the other night, i lost my way it could have easily been the beer or my wandering mind the directions were clear don't swallow the pills let them dissolve in your mouth or they'll never take effect your smile stayed with me for days and it stays with me still you know the spring could be fruitful and i'd like to be holding you near when its through
sometimes its better not to know where it's coming from sometimes its better not to ask where its going we're each just a dot in the big picture and thats the way we like it it's better not to know we tell ourselves we couldn't handle the whole story we ask for the first paragraph and know someone else will then take over and burning each page when we get to the next, 'til we get to the end well i'll tell you, in the end we'll all hold hands and burn together but it's better not to know... it's better not to know... sometimes we ask ourselves why are we turning our world into a dump, turning our key in the ignation, turning away and trying not to look at the holes burned across the sky to give the sun a better view of the ice thats slowly drowning us and the cancer that consumes our small ideas, the corperate mind will never find a sandbag big enough to stop the flood from taking its life when we all find out but its better not to know. so i sit now, watching the tide slowly rise and the sun slowly set over the gift that we were given but when the wrapping paper was gone we just kept ripping and ripping and as the sky sheds its final tear and screams out in vain i whisper an apology and hope that we can do better next time but its better not to know. it's better not to know...
that night 04:04
that night on the pier, you directed your dream like an actor, i fell into my role that beautiful a moment should have happened naturally but could have happened to no one else but us hand in hand, then arm in arm a blanket wrapped around us though the evening was warm the stars fell in pairs into our arms and we wished and we wished 'til we were so close that we kissed that night someone lit a smoke on a candle an islander was sacrificed for our love we pushed our beds together and as i lay down beside you our dreams had become one and would strech on forever sometimes awake, sometimes still sleeping i open my eyes, you're beautiful, i'm dreaming after all of these mornings waking together i open my eyes and fall in love again i whisper morning wishes in your ear as you stir the day will be fine, if it's cold, i'll be there we'll wrap up warm and it'll all be ok good morning, je t'aime, welcome to today


originally released in 2012 under the singer's name "aidan" by hazelwood and rough trade, the album came home in march 2019, so we have put it up for you all here :)


released March 16, 2012

aidan - vox / guitar / rhodes / clarinet+whistles / cello bass (04,06,09) / bass (10) / percussion (02,04,06) / vocoder+fx
alyanya massey - bv (07)
antoine wielemans - bass (03)
anna jacob - sax (03)
aoife o sullivan - bv (06)
augustin dethier - drums (01,03,05,09,10) / bv (05)
ben kritikos - guitar (01,05,11) / percussion (02,03) / noise (03) / bv (01,02,11)
brian roache - bv (01)
christine docq - bv (01,07)
christophe capewell - violin (01,07)
cian murphy - bass (02)
david mcguinness - bv (01)
fabrice bihain - flute (02,05,07,10) / bv (05)
francois massau - bv (03)
james guilmartin - percussion (02)
jenny lindfors - bv (02,11)
jenny woods - bv (01)
remy lehembre - bass (01) / double bass (05,07) / bv (05)
shelley buckspan - bv (01)
simon beriaux - bv (03,05)
valerie balligand - cello (07)
wallis bird - bv (06,07)
All songs written by Aidan.
Artwork by Nico Beleyew (tchiktchak.be).
Mixed and Mastered by Marcus Wüst at Kleine Audiowelt studios.
All the musicians improvised over the songs presented, or worked together with Aidan to arrange parts during the recording session.
Aidan plays Massau guitars.


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floatinghome Berlin, Germany

Floatinghome is the brain-child of Irish singer, aidan. Based in Berlin and playing a folk-rock music with hints of his native Ireland creeping into the rythems, their sophomore album, "Dreams for Dreamers" is out now.
They have performed all over Europe, including support slots with Villagers, Get Well Soon, Anaïs Mitchell and Wallis Bird.
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