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hmm
02:10
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Nothing like how I feel
When this silence comes in
What is simple gets so rough
Now the wolf begins to settle in
I do not wish to be bothered
By anything that’s pointless
And I won’t stand here watching
Any type of mediocrity
For this height will never be too high for me
Hmm
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Middle
04:17
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I fill my cup as time goes by,
My sense of humour has turned rather dry,
I fear they’ll notice the empty inside,
The tiger afraid, can’t make up his mind
Oh dear, what happened to your sense of pride?
You spit on your own fire
Letting it die,
Then lift your hands, asking God why?
You’re waiting for the wind to come
To lift away your dry bones
The thirst never goes,
‘Cause you’ve been drinking the wrong water
You keep on turning your head,
Now you’re right in the middle, of you
The serpent keeps smiling while you turn your head down
Washing your heads again, never does better
All that self-pity, is pitiful to watch
I’ll wear the sackcloth and sit in my ashes
You’re waiting for the wind to come
To lift away your dry bones
The thirst never goes,
‘Cause you’ve been drinking the wrong water
You keep on turning your head,
Now you’re right in the middle, of you
Hmm
You’re waiting for the wind to come
To lift away your dry bones
The thirst never goes,
‘Cause you’ve been drinking the wrong water
You keep on turning your head,
Now you’re right in the middle, of you
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Pebble
03:56
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To speak loud is to speak righteously
The now is gold, close your eyes for what’s ahead
The culture of the beast, an infant society
We’re walking calmly to the opposite direction
We want the instant, so we never feel troubled
Walking too fast in a long rocky road
We are open but don’t dare to counter us
It’s all this fragility that remains deep inside
Pebble by pebble we let ourselves go,
We’re in control until the breeze let’s them fall
In this pile we have never felt so tall
The light cannot pass and we’ve never been so blind
Vanity is needed and our bodies too
For our heads don’t function without this rule
In the run for just skin-deep sensations
What feels good doesn’t keep you satisfied
Pebble by pebble we let ourselves go,
We’re in control until the breeze let’s them fall
In this pile we have never felt so tall
The light cannot pass and we’ve never been so blind
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4. |
Sea
03:44
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I’ve seen a little of the sea
A little of the sea I’ve seen
I’ll tell you things that are untold
I saw a little of the sea
A little of the sea I saw
I saw but now I can’t see more
If you are afraid
It doesn’t do no good
It only makes you slow and misunderstood
One day came a sailor
Got lost in the tide
The waves seem to harm you
When it’s you who pushed them all the time
And when the wind comes in once more
It will keep on coming cold
It’s cold, but it will let you grow
You’re walking so fast
You don’t have time
To hear what people truly say
Don’t wonder if things may feel shallow
If you are afraid
It doesn’t do no good
It only makes you slow and misunderstood
One day came a sailor
Got lost in the tide
The waves seem to harm you
When it’s you who pushed them all the time
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Crocodile
03:55
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I tend to runaway through the dead lawn
And as I view the landscape,
Rest my head for a while
Why do I keep coming back?
Come to me crocodile
I’ve been patiently waiting
For a warrior to arrive
It feels so helpless, seems there’s no one alive
Is this wish too divine?
Come to me crocodile
Oh come, I need you by my side
It’s been a while since you were here
Oh, why do you keep on running?
It only makes me hide, my dear crocodile
So, may I tackle the temptation of dismay
My mother does worry, my father will never know
Feel shielded in a sea-through box
And I am losing all my patience
It’s said after the storm, comes the good weather
Right now, it feels far from getting better
Oh come, I need you by my side
It’s been a while since you were here
Oh, why do you keep on running?
It only makes me hide, my dear crocodile
Oh come, I need you by my side
It’s been a while since you were here
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junno Lisbon, Portugal
Junno is Marta Falcão's debut solo project, formed in 2019 and based in Lisbon,
Portugal.
Her influences are rich with variety, ranging from jazz to pop, contemporary folk to electronic music.
Junno has previously collaborated and par anticipated in live concerts with bands such as Golden Slumbers, Lotus Fever and MONDAY.
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