He worked with a long list of world renowned artists.
Amadeus released an EP entitled 'Ghost Stories' and debut LP 'Time of the Equinox' in 2012.
In August 2013, he recently released 'Schizanimus', an EP featuring Gavin Harrison on drums.
Official Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/amadeus.awad.official
Temporary
Amadeus Awad Lyrics
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Who spent his life
Begging
For a dime and five
On every avenue
But I never knew
He'd see the world
With better eyes
Earthly lies
He stared and asked
"Boy, is that you?"
He knew my name
He knew my shame
He said
"Boy don't you dare to blame
yourself for this, Don't you know
That it's all temporary,
You, your face
And the pain,
It's all temporary,
My mind is cold
And vain"
I wonder what daddy felt
When he said his last words,
What colors did he see
As he left this ugly world
Did he hang on to a breath
Did he fight for his life
Did he think of the kids
Did he smile for his wife?
His son will never
Ever learn
That the light of
The fire burns
Upon a touch
That love is too much...
He'll be straying
Left and right
Wondering where
To spend the night
His stranger heart
Is torn apart
But it's all temporary
You, your face
And the pain
It's all temporary
My mind is cold
And vain.
I looked art in the eyes; I embraced her, read her,
played her strings...
The lunatic, the mad, the insane...
I am.
I want the whole universe to know that
The story begins...
The song "Temporary" by Amadeus Awad has a poignant and reflective tone, with a narrative that delves into deep emotions and mortality. The opening lines talk about a man who had been begging for money his entire life, and despite his struggles, he sees the world in a different light. The singer of the song encounters this man and is surprised to discover that the man knows his name and understands his pain. The man reassures the singer that everything in life is temporary, including the singer's troubles and pain.
The second verse of the song is more introspective, with the singer contemplating what his father may have experienced in his final moments. The words are evocative: "Did he hang on to a breath, Did he fight for his life, Did he think of the kids, Did he smile for his wife?" The chorus repeats the idea of temporariness, and how everything we experience in life is fleeting. The singer then speaks about his own struggles with not knowing where to go or whom to trust, but ultimately accepts that this, too, shall pass.
The final lines of the song transition to a place of hope and undying spirit, with the singer embracing his art and putting forth a message to the universe that his story has only just begun. The message of the song is poignant and reflective, with a tinge of hope and rebirth at the end.
Line by Line Meaning
I met a man
I encountered an individual
Who spent his life
Who spent the entirety of his lifespan
Begging
Requesting charity
For a dime and five
For a relatively small amount of money
On every avenue
In all possible locations
But I never knew
However, I was unaware
He'd see the world
He would perceive the world
With better eyes
With an improved outlook
He'd laugh at our
He would laugh at our
Earthly lies
Deceptive or untrue statements pertaining to the physical world
He stared and asked
He stared and inquired
"Boy, is that you?"
"Child, is that your presence that I sense?"
He knew my name
He was aware of my identity
He knew my shame
He knew my feelings of guilt or embarrassment
He said
He communicated
"Boy don't you dare to blame
"Child, do not accuse yourself
yourself for this, Don't you know
For this situation, as you are conscious
That it's all temporary,
That it is only a transient condition
You, your face
You, as well as your visage
And the pain,
Along with any discomfort or distress
It's all temporary,
It's all fleeting
My mind is cold
My thinking is detached and emotionless
And vain
And self-centered
I wonder what daddy felt
I contemplate what my father experienced
When he said his last words,
At the moment when he uttered his final phrases
What colors did he see
What hues did he perceive
As he left this ugly world
As he departed this unpleasant existence
Did he hang on to a breath
Did he cling to life
Did he fight for his life
Did he struggle to preserve his life
Did he think of the kids
Did he give thought to his children
Did he smile for his wife?
Did he express joy for his spouse?
His son will never
His offspring will never
Ever learn
Comprehend
That the light of
That the gleam of
The fire burns
The flame's combustion
Upon a touch
Upon contact
That love is too much...
That love can be overwhelming
He'll be straying
He shall wander
Left and right
In various directions
Wondering where
Pondering about the location
To spend the night
To rest or sleep overnight
His stranger heart
His unfamiliar heart
Is torn apart
Is shattered
But it's all temporary
But it's all ephemeral
You, your face
You, as well as your countenance
And the pain
And any misery
It's all temporary
It's all transitory
My mind is cold
My thinking is detached and emotionless
And vain.
And self-centered.
I looked art in the eyes; I embraced her, read her, played her strings...
I directly gazed into art's countenance; I acknowledged her, interpreted her, utilized her components...
The lunatic, the mad, the insane...
The insane, the deranged, the mentally ill...
I am.
I exist as such.
I want the whole universe to know that
I express my desire for the whole cosmos to grasp the fact that
The story begins...
The tale starts...
Contributed by Caleb R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
vic mtz
2019 and still amazing, arjen is just great
Jeff Turner
Awesome as always, my friend!
Rock em Balboa
One of my favourites from Death is Just a Feeling... Congratulations for this masterpiece!
Francesco Domenichetti
Wonderful, i really like it man! <3
vic mtz
2020 and still amazing
Moe W.Alsaad Music
Beautiful!
Gaby Jawhar
The Solo, that make me feel that you are reading my mind :)
Sam Seriös
Ist reminds me a little bit of the Outro of the Dream Sequencer of Ayreon.
Mišo Lužnik
Oh my... would you happen to have the clarinet parts in writing? :)
Mišo Lužnik
I haven't played my clarinet in ages, but this would be a great reason to pick it up again. I'd love to try it, if possible.