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Dirt
01:51
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You can scream as loud as you want
they do listen but no one move a finger for you
for long you know that door is opened
but it's easier to keep staying in the dirt
It's dark inside, it's wet and dusty
it smells so bad you want to vomit
but the moonlight through the window shows you there's life far from these walls
and you look so sad and tired
I've always told you to leave if you want
but you don't want
you keep staying in the dirt
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2. |
Summer of 1999
02:52
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It was summer of 1999, we were on vacation and we met there in town
we were not friends neither enemies
we were just kids with our family
And we all rode our own bikes
climbing up and climbing down
I said: Hey unkle, we're in the pool right?
But indeed we crossed the orchards, stole some fruit, willing to arrive...
down the riverside
(We) played some matches, and smoked the first cigars
never get bored with a deck of cards
Sometimes we got angry, for some silly things
the next two weeks town was a battlefild
but do not worry too much
we only launched stones
aiming the heads and the eyes
but we were just kids
and we hit only half of times, we were made of gum,
ain't never been.... no casualties
no one left behind
back to that summer
of 1999
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3. |
Farewell
02:04
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It has come the time to say goodbye
I know you'll cry but never forget to smile
I'm leaving dear, I'm leaving all behind
I'm leaving dear, you can keep all what was mine
and I will stay forever on your side
Just step by step or stride by stride
you'll slash the past and make a disordered collage
I'm leaving dear, I'm leaving all behind
I'm leaving dear, please don't be dissatisfied
and I will stay forever on your side, forever on your side
And I will hide on your soul
and I promise that I will take care of the evils of your heart
and I will stay forever young
And I hope you have the strength to keep holding on
And I hope you have the strength to keep going on
And I hope you have the strength to keep getting old
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4. |
Lions and gazelles
04:53
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Feel the pressure in my neck
suffocation in the chest
Can't be seen; invisible tentacles here
"Can not sleep!" since I don't know when
I know what hurts, and I know well
But maybe i haven't accepted it yet
I hate my job and its bureaucracy
I feel like an insect more and more
And an echo's repeating (X2).... in my head
I don't know why I am thinking about the lions, and the gazelles, and the cheetas running free
I don't know why I am thinking about the nature, and the oceans, and the water, and the wind
I don't know why I am thinking about the cactus, and the flowers, and the trees.
System's made to evade this feeling
There's no fault if there's no liability
speech tries to make us the victims
But I have noticed thats not right
we are going to pay a very high price
but surf the wave, and press that button when requiered!
I hate my job and it's bureaucracy
I feel like an insect more and more
And an echo's repeating (X2).... in my head
I don't know why I am thinking about the lions, and the gazelles, and the cheetas running free
I don't know why I am thinking about the nature, and the oceans, and the flowers and the trees
I don't know why I am thinking about the cactus, and the flowers, and the trees.
I don't know why I am thinking about the lions hunting gazelles,
and the gazelles springting to live
But a lion bites a gazelle in the jugular and tightens with his claws
and the lion waits for the struggle and dispair to do their job
'till the gazelles just surrenders to let the flesh, and the blood, and the bones
become food
Food for the lions, food the cheetas, food for the vultures, and food for the hyenas
and food for the flies, the beetles and worms
and that dusty, and dirty body will feed the soil
and then a plant that grows
And a flower's eaten by a gazelle
and a lion's feeling hungriest one more time
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5. |
She's a white shark
03:18
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A tall, white woman that lives in town
you'll never see her chilling out
she's always walking
down the streets
she wears black hat and dirty pants
she goes barefoot and looking down
she shows her long, grey and wavy hair
you'll never see her in a bar
nor resting in a park
she's always moving side to side
from east to west, from north to south
Because
she's the white shark
she's always on the move
if you follow her
she gets into a groove
But, man, pay attention
If you're feeling out of danger
Everyone can have a bad day
and a shark’s never lost a prey
she's always carrying a nude guitar
the strings she strikes are made of wire
but never shows her bloody fingers
The story tells she never sleeps
she never rests, she never feeds
that she's nobody but a walking freak
you'll never find out where her home is
it's a mystery, who knows?
But the truth is that I feel so sure
she's the whole town soul
he's the white shark
she's always on the move
if you follow her
she gets into a groove
But, man, pay attention
If you're feeling out of danger
Everyone can have a bad day
and a shark’s never lost a prey
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6. |
Candle light
04:50
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I love the light among the candles
while the rest it is all dark
I love the light among the candles
And you're here by my side
I love the light among the candles
I feel the world it is in calm
but there is a battle outside raging
And I feel save just for a while
I love the stars upon our heads now
seem to be put just for our eyes
but you know babe it's just perception
is that the meaning of the life?
the gloom don't let me see your visage
just intuitions of the lines
I sometimes settle for a candle light
that lets me see your lips make an smile
I've never been so sincere
as I was telling you a lie
I guess I never understood it
in fact I do not even now
I feel so strongly I will never
and so the the days pass before our eyes
once I met a strange corps telling
he was the saver of the world
last time I saw it, it was crying
I guess I know which was the cause
all history is full of pain and suffer
tears of blood of those who lost
but the candle light has been more tempting
and we became so fast to the dark
I've never been so sincere
As I was telling you a lie
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7. |
Contradictions
03:11
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I’ve been mystic and agnostic
Theories that never work
There are questions without answer
Or this answer’s still not told
Fleeting moments raise a tragedy to the true truth of the world
Sometimes boats are so enormous and the river is too small
I’ve been lazy and I’ve been hard-working
Anyway it’s not the point
I’ve structured without order
And the order came alone
I had a vision of a magic that brought matter to the world
The same magic rose a building, next step destroyed it all
SOMETIMES CONTRADICTIONS ARE ALL AROUND
I’ve been A hustler, I’ve been A trapper
I’ve been trapped in my own game
I’ve been crying for some emotion
And I’ve cried feeling pain
Is the sadness or the knowledge but there is no easy way
May the trouble lies in finding ease when all is seen so grey
First I think that I will do it
Then I’m sure that I will not
And I make a little effort just to prove I reached the goals
Always failing in the success and succeeding in the fail
There’s a rotten truth above our heads someday it will be erased
SOMETIMES CONTRADICTIONS ARE ALL AROUND (X2)
And I trust you when you tell me
That I am sweet that I am kind
In these times that we're living
I’m content to be a good man
And I love cause you take my fears and turn them into hopes
In the instant I feel genius I convince myself that’s the worst shit I’ve ever wrote.
Contradictions, contradictions, contradictions are all around
SOMETIMES CONTRADICTIONS ARE ALL AROUND
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8. |
Constellation
03:33
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I feel that I have lived it a life before
and i know that that I will fall in the deepest hole
and I know that I'll be hurting, I know my acts will damage my body and soul
but I keep on without thinking, tomorrow I will change but never comes
From down here I see the stars
And I realise that I'm no subject, I'm space
that I'm slave and free
down the deepest deep
when you are down the deepest deep
I notice that the water reached the knees
and I know that it'll be rising till I end drawn
And that will be the time when I expand
and I will be the whole and the part at the same time
and I will move so quick that I'll be constellation
and I will understand every fucking think
and I will understand every fucking think
And I laugh and scream to know that all was false
that non of that was real
but if we did the best we could, if we did the best we knew..
Thats's good enough for me
is it good enough for you?
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9. |
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Por la manchega llanura
se vuelve a ver la figura
de Don Quijote pasar.
Y ahora ociosa y abollada va en el rucio la armadura,
y va ocioso el caballero, sin peto (y sin) ni espaldar,
va cargado de amargura,
que allá encontró sepultura
su amoroso batallar.
Va cargado de amargura,
que allá «quedó su ventura»
en la playa de Barcino, frente al mar.
Por la manchega llanura
se vuelve a ver la figura
de Don Quijote pasar.
Va cargado de amargura,
va, vencido, el caballero de retorno a su lugar.
¡Cuántas veces, Don Quijote, por esa misma llanura,
en horas de desaliento así te miro pasar!
¡Y cuántas veces te grito: Hazme un sitio en tu montura
y llévame a tu lugar;
hazme un sitio en tu montura,
caballero derrotado, hazme un sitio en tu montura
que yo también voy cargado
de amargura
y no puedo batallar!
Ponme a la grupa contigo,
caballero del honor,
ponme a la grupa contigo,
y llévame a ser contigo
pastor.
Por la manchega llanura
se vuelve a ver la figura
de Don Quijote pasar...
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