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Coffee And Tea (w.mari)

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잔잔한 바다에 이 바람에
내 몸을 맡길게
너 있는 곳에

울지는 않을게 이 파도에
내 마음을 전할게
너 있는 곳에


일부러 허리를 감싸 안았던
우리는 잊혀지겠지만

왠지 이 마음을 알 것만 같은
오늘은 보내줄 거야


슬픈 눈을 뜬 채 어루만지던
우리는 잊혀지겠지만

왠지 그 마음을 알 것만 같은
오늘은 보내줄 거야


우리의 여름밤은
저 별들로 기억해줄래요

언젠가 마주칠 땐
꼭 웃으며 인사해줄래요

그댈 사랑했어요
오 이건 거짓말 아녜요

언젠가 마주칠 땐
있는 힘껏 안아줄 거예요


그댈 사랑했어요
오 이건 거짓말 아녜요

언젠가 마주칠 땐
있는 힘껏 안아줄 거예요

준호준 - Message In A Bottle (Cover)

Thank U

나를 그렇게 쉬이 생각 마요
그 누군가의 마음에 닿고 싶을 뿐이라
한없는 이 맘을 가져다주고 싶어서
빗길을 나서는 나를 부르네요
내 사랑하는 당신의 모습이었고
난 얼어붙어 아무말 못 했지만
그리움 만큼 아니 그보다 더
많은 이사랑을 당신에게 다 줄래요
나의 어여쁜 마음 알아줘요
이건 누구도 아무도 갖고 있지 않으니
가을날 이 비가 멈추지 않길 바라요
누군갈 향한 이 맘 불 붙지 않게
내 사랑하는 당신의 모습이었고
난 얼어붙어 아무말 못 했지만
그리움 만큼 아니 그보다 더
많은 이사랑을 당신에게 다 줄래요

가을비 내리면은

Ashes and Wine drifts like smoke through a dimly lit lounge, It's a trip-hop elegy of longing and surrender. Sultry vocals weave through slow, moody beats, brushed jazz drums, and atmospheric piano. It’s a song of intimacy and loss, where desire tastes of smoke and every shadow carries memory. Both noir and tender, Ashes and Wine is persona Noira’s confession at the edge of night.

lyrics:
Glass on the table, lipstick stain,
The night remembers, it whispers your name.
Smoke in my lungs, a ghost in my chest,
Every kiss I swallowed was never at rest.

Ashes and wine, tangled with time,
I drink the silence, I call you mine.
Every shadow tastes like sin,
I lose myself where you begin.

Curtains are heavy, the candle is low,
I bleed in the rhythm of secrets I know.
Your voice in the static, your hand on my spine,
I burn and I wither on ashes and wine.

Ashes and wine, tangled with time,
I drink the silence, I call you mine.
Every shadow tastes like sin,
I lose myself where you begin.

All that we were drifts into smoke,
Every vow is a word I choke.
But even broken, I still incline,
To drown again in ashes and wine.

Ashes and wine, tangled with time,
I drink the silence, I call you mine.
Every shadow tastes like sin,
I lose myself where you begin

Ashes and Wine

Ashes and Wine

Ashes and Wine

Ashes and Wine

Too many love songs

I mourn peace and freedom. I mourn checks and balances, and the democratic consensus. I mourn every innocent victim of war—every child, every dream crushed by every tyrant. How could I not? How can you not?

Being pro-people and pro-peace isn’t being anti-anyone, it’s refusing to let pain justify cruelty. I love my Jewish friends, but I also mourn the moral consensus we once called “Never Again.” Because safety matters—yours, mine, theirs, ours. Everyone’s safety matters… That’s why my heart can’t stop singing and praying for world peace. I’m not anti-anyone. I’m anti-dehumanization. My hope is that the Jewish story can end in healing, not repetition. 

I can’t help but hope… because I believe we can protect each other without inflicting new wounds. Empathy isn’t a zero-sum game; it’s what makes us human! It’s what helps us survive and thrive as one earthly, democratic tribe. In fact, empathy is the ultimate weapon against evil! That is exactly why those who cannot feel it try to divide and conquer by calling empathy weak or dangerous.

Simone Weil wrote: “Imaginary evil is romantic; real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren.” So when I hear friends glorify revenge to justify genocide, I weep… as if trauma could explain violence because it gives despair a proud story; as if moral drama, fueled by hubris, could heal the multigenerational void of helplessness left by past and future trauma. When a pacifist says “no more heroes, no more villains, just humans,” it’s treated as a threat, as if “you’re with us or against us” were unquestionable truth. 

But Nietzsche warned that those who fight monsters must be careful not to become them, and Hannah Arendt reminded us that fear of being a victim can make us accept the role of the oppressor. Real humanism doesn’t erase trauma, it transcends it! Pacifism isn’t naïve; it’s a radical commitment to ending the cycle of identification with force. 

Winning means grounding ourselves in moral coherence. Life is sacred. It’s not about picking sides between nations (or parties)… it’s about choosing compassion over cruelty. Sigh. 

And so well now, of course, I wrote yet another song—another “Letter to My Friend,” about Never Again. 💌

—
@bananasutra – Lyrics: “Letter to My Friend”

Hey love, 
I’ve been thinkin’, the air’s gone strange.
We built a bridge, but fear made the range. 
When did caring turn into crime? 
Since when did heartbeats choose a side in time?

You think my tears forgot their tribe, 
But pain’s one language, that’s the vibe. 
If I cry for Gaza, do I leave you dry? 
Or can both our ghosts learn to sigh and fly?

I’m not your enemy, babe, I’m the echo that remains. 
Every love I add don’t steal your chains. 
Peace ain’t a prize that one can win; 
It’s a wound that heals when we let it begin. 
Oh, Bananasutra sings again…

Your roots run deep in haunted clay, 
I feel that tremor every day. 
But if walls keep empathy out of sight, 
Ain’t we just living in longer nights?

You guard your story like sacred wine, 
But I sip my sorrow... it tastes like thine. 
Can’t “never again” be a door, not a wall? 
Must one rise so another can fall?

I’m not your rival, love, I’m the ache that understands, 
Two trembling souls with open hands. 
My heart don’t subtract when it starts to expand; 
It multiplies truth in foreign lands.

Pain is pain; it don’t wear flags. 
It needs no borders, no tags. 
Fear’s a thief, babe, it steals our sight, 
Makes day look wrong and wrong look right.

Would you rather win, or rather heal? 
Would you rather numb, or rather feel? 
If trust could hum a new refrain, 
Would you hear my note through your pain?

I’m not against you, I’m just against cruel. 
Love ain’t a weapon; it’s the rebel’s rule. 
Let’s rewrite Never Again for all, 
’Cause peace built on pride’s just another wall.

So hey, my friend, come dance instead? 
We’ll sing for the living, not just the dead. 
Bananasutra’s heart don’t bend, 
It blooms, it breaks, it mends. 🪽


[08] Letter to My Friend (Never Again) - GROWsutra Tzigane Arabesk Soul Peace Fusion Gipsy INDIE

02.Questionmark

작사 남경민
작곡 남경민
Vocal 최하은
Piano 최고도
Assist 최강민,진유빈

노을지는 저 하늘에
우리의 추억을
조금씩 떠올려
              
함께했던 모든순간들
이제는 더이상
그리지 못해
날두고 사라져

밤새 울며 잠을깨 매일
오늘따라 더 보고싶어
너는 지금 뭐하고 있을까
  
밤새며 이노랠 불러도 
넌 듣지 않잖아
내맘만 타잖아

함께걷던 모든시간들
이제는 더이상
그리지못해
이젠아련해

밤새 울며 잠을깨 매일
오늘따라 더 보고싶어
너는 지금 어디에 있을까

밤새워 이노랠 불러도
넌 듣지 않잖아
내맘만 타잖아

02.Questionmark

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