Jonathan started playing the guitar in 2002 with the song 'stairway to heaven' by led zeppelin. Then in 2003 he started to write his own material. He released by himself his first album and sold it in his hometown. He kept writing songs and in 2004 the Lost-Minded band was created. Last year he did a gig in Paris with Clement of the band 'The Wedding Soundtrack'. He took part in his label compilation 'Sweets For The Wild' ( Another Record ) and now they start doing shows, supporting bands and working on a new album.
They are currently represented by the humble artistic outfit Chilla Productions based in Buffalo, NY, USA.
http://www.myspace.com/thelostmindedband
Melancholy
Lost-Minded Lyrics
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A succession of changes
So don't think too fast
Your ideas these perceptions of your soul
If reality and perfection
Are the same thing for you
Then your love, your desire
Cannot exist with doubts
About what you love
No don't be scared of time
No matter if there's nothing of us
Left after we die
We won't suffer from it
More than before our birth
The old man must learn to enjoy
The story of his own life
The young boy cannot be happy
Only the old one who lived well
Yes your life will still exist
Only if you remember it
So death is forgetness
A destruction of what you were
But though we're not eternal
Nothing will destroy the fact
That we existed
The song "Melancholy" by Lost-Minded is a contemplative reflection on the concept of time and its impact on our lives. The lyrics suggest that time is an undefined continuation of our lives - a succession of changes that we cannot predict or control. The artist advises against rushing through life and cautions that our perceptions may not always reflect reality. If we view reality and perfection as the same thing, then love and desire cannot coexist with doubt, as they demand true acceptance of imperfection.
The song also examines the inevitability of death and the afterlife. The artist suggests that there is no need to fear the fleeting nature of existence, as there will be nothing of us left after we die. However, the song encourages a focus on enjoying one's life story while still alive, learning to appreciate experiences, and living well to achieve happiness. The song suggests that, ultimately, the only thing that will remain after we die is the fact that we existed, and we must remember our lives to keep them alive.
Overall, "Melancholy" is a profound and reflective song that encourages listeners to slow down and appreciate their lives while living them fully. The song suggests that our temporary existence should not be a source of fear, but instead a motivation to make the most of the time we have.
Line by Line Meaning
Time is the undefined continuation of our lives
Life is a series of events that happen over time.
A succession of changes
Life is constantly changing.
So don't think too fast
Don't make snap judgments or decisions without considering all the possibilities.
Your ideas these perceptions of your soul
Your thoughts and beliefs are a reflection of who you are at your core.
Are not always true stories
What you believe to be true isn't always the case.
If reality and perfection
If your idea of reality is perfection,
Are the same thing for you
then you won't be able to love or desire something without doubting it.
Then your love, your desire
Having doubts about what you love or desire
Cannot exist with doubts
will prevent you from truly experiencing it.
About what you love
Doubting what you love
No don't be scared of time
Don't be afraid of the passage of time.
No matter if there's nothing of us
Even if there's nothing left of us
Left after we die
after we die,
We won't suffer from it
we won't feel any pain because of that fact.
More than before our birth
It's no different than before we were born.
The old man must learn to enjoy
The elderly need to learn to appreciate
The story of his own life
their own experiences and accomplishments.
The young boy cannot be happy
Young people cannot truly be happy
Only the old one who lived well
Only an elderly person who has lived a good life
Yes your life will still exist
Your life will still have meaning
Only if you remember it
But only if it's remembered by those who knew you.
So death is forgetness
Death means people will forget about you.
A destruction of what you were
Death destroys who you used to be.
But though we're not eternal
Although we're not immortal
Nothing will destroy the fact
The fact that we existed will never be erased.
That we existed
We left our mark on the world.
Contributed by Micah I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@RegnumUmbrae
Hello my lovelies! Here’s a new composition for you called ‘Eternal Melancholy’.
Your pale blue eyes, they haunt me
Through mists that roll over these dying lands,
The mists that seep into the ground, waking the dead.
Your rustling voice trespasses on my mind,
It creeps upon my skin,
Seeks refuge in my bones.
Your scent, it wanders, slithers on my tongue,
And trickles down into my silent throat
And now its air in my fiery lungs,
It fills my blood, invades my burning soul.
As far as eye can see,
There lies the mist
Of tender smoke, of wistful smile,
Of pearly gaze.
I’ll drown in your cold eyes and numbing kiss.
I know I won’t return from your embrace.
By Regnum Umbrae
Edgar Allan Poe said:
‘I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty’.
’Tell me, my lovers of silence and solitude, how do you feel about poetry? Do you have a favourite poem by chance?
@RegnumUmbrae
Hello my lovelies! Here’s a new composition for you called ‘Eternal Melancholy’.
Your pale blue eyes, they haunt me
Through mists that roll over these dying lands,
The mists that seep into the ground, waking the dead.
Your rustling voice trespasses on my mind,
It creeps upon my skin,
Seeks refuge in my bones.
Your scent, it wanders, slithers on my tongue,
And trickles down into my silent throat
And now its air in my fiery lungs,
It fills my blood, invades my burning soul.
As far as eye can see,
There lies the mist
Of tender smoke, of wistful smile,
Of pearly gaze.
I’ll drown in your cold eyes and numbing kiss.
I know I won’t return from your embrace.
By Regnum Umbrae
Edgar Allan Poe said:
‘I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty’.
’Tell me, my lovers of silence and solitude, how do you feel about poetry? Do you have a favourite poem by chance?
@KateVach9999
poetry is like the song of life. and your poem is so deep and touching, amazing!
@darkcosmos534
Ah, the golden mist of solitude that takes ones soul deep within its eternal hands...such is that in which i write poetry and your depiction sums it up perfectly.
Not to stray off the path too much but for the last 3 months I have been hearing a womans voice calling to me. I cant be the only who has heard...her
@SAMAELSABAOTH
Well, speaking only for my self I found Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz and Pablo Neruda's work quite captivating. But I must say Edgar Allan Poe's will always have a special place in my heart along with others like Oscar Wilde and Shakespeare.
@gregoirewoore6535
I've decided my dream is to replace all the windows in my house with flat screens and live in the world created by you!! This one... this made me cry. So haunting... exquisite... Thanks so much for these... ❤
@bladethaking_8352
This piece is soooooooo GOOD!! Absolutely beautiful! It’s the perfect type of music to fall asleep to, or to go somewhere nice and ponder about life or other thoughts that come to the mind
@RegnumUmbrae
Thank you so much!
@user_hzcviop3610
this is actually pleasant 🎼🖤🎶to fall asleep to 😴🛌💤
@stephanieleigh4500
Poetry through music…
@AlbaMusicArt
I really like this playlist it's so relax a little bit hurt and make me think of the past. thank you