Name: Dreams by Grassy Spark in local
Duration: 2 min 33 s
Description: Grassy Spark bring you their first two tracks off their E.P Hoyaa!

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I don't know how I wanna say this
It's been so long while I've contained it
And you been knockin' been knockin'
Been knockin' on my closet
And I think it's time that I clean out this pocket

Can't you see can't you see that I'm not capable of running away
Can't you see can't you see that I'm not filling any inside spaces

Inside spaces x2
I'm not filling any inside spaces 
Inside space is where my place is, woah

You knew me when I crossed my conscience
And told me soon I'd hate the silence
far from false was your prediction
And here I stand against a stained addiction

I will sail away and you wont know my name
And I'll make sure you'll never see my face again
I'll break all the rules and write a bouncing reggae blues
And all that matters is a change of point of view
From what I knew

Inside Spaces

Leave my bad dreams at the door I don't wanna face them anymore
I think it's time that I get away
Bullets piercing through my vest, a battle only won if you're the best
What more is there to say

And then I look outside to a brighter day
But we can only hope for the winds to change
I got this feeling that I just can't shake
Sing a song and dance along let's make some noise now

I wanna see this music making changes for the better of humankind
And breathe a new found life into this polluted city
So they can see the light x2

We gon' work we gon'  work away don't pack your bags if you wanna stay
Cause you can move if you wanna
Fall if you ponder
Come with us but remember don't hesitate

And then I look outside to a brighter day
But we can only hope for the winds to change
I got this feeling that I just can't shake
Sing a song and dance along let's make some noise now

I wanna see this music making changes for the better of humankind
And breathe a new found life into this polluted city
So they can see the light x2
I wanna build a tower and power through the times when we lost our way
And make sure everything's fine so we don't waste our time, we don't waste our time
So I give this world a rhyme

Got a feeling that I cannot seem to shake (repeat)

Feeling That I Just Can't Shake

Ina summer time, we would find a road and go trippin'
All my petty crimes all I didn't know we just slippin'

We get lost in what we know, and it bites but it goes to show
That we're still tripping
All i wanna do is grow, 
But i can't do it alone
Babe we're still trippin'

Excuse me while I light my spliff
Oh god i gotta take that hit
And she burns so slow
What's good is true
This music is a gift from me to you
Excuse me while I take off your dress
We got that dirty lovin' and I gotta impress
And i know Bob Marley no one no dismiss
I praise him in my lyrics and it goes like this yeah 
It goes like this yeah x3

Ina, summer, writing, silly rhymes
All just cross-ward signs
All I didn't know we just tripping

I got a silly story and it goes like this
I'll start out at the end
Its the part you don't wanna miss
I use to shout with my voice real loud
A time when I was part of the crowd
I know, I know
I don't belong here

Excuse Me

When we skank
Yeah you'll get a chance to hold my hand
And who we thank
Buried in the perks to understand
It's not a question
It's an answer painted now its sold
Don't tell me that my musics getting old

Just listen to the bass drop
Get hold onto your hip-hop
We're getting sold
And i can see it now

Won't wont you dance with me baby
For one night only you'll save me
Save me
Won't you dance cause I've seen it all
Seen it all before

I'm under dressed
I'm at the wrong party i must confess
To protest
This industries lost in false progress
There's no exception
They've taken what is gold and now its sold
The only way the story can be told

Don't tell me, don't tell me
Don't tell me that my musics getting old x2

Thank The Skank

To be lost
So untold
Nobody knows
What the future holds
Of what is left, of what we know
So get lost, and get going

Raise your hands to the sky
For the reason is to fly

From dust to horizon
Where the sun meets Jah ocean
From dust to horizon
We got that magical potion

Breath it in so deep
You gotta search for the answers in between
Between those golden lines
Of what is right
And what is wrong
It's a picture painted in this song

For the reason is, reason is, reason is to fly (repeat)

Magical Potion

The first single of the -ART BROKEN- EP. Produced by Frank Freeman, recorded and mixed at The Planet Art by Mike Sims, Cape Town and mastered at Lapdust Studios, JHB by Rogan Kelsey, SA. 
Frank Freeman - vocals, guitars, percussion
Sheldon Yoko - drums
Kevin Kok - bass
Nick Hurworth - keyboards

High Life

First track off the brand spankin' new EP we've just finished recording. Instrumentals like a haunted broken country record, spiraling vocals like a slow decent into madness, and a chorus that brings you back like a kick in the nuts.

Demons

First single, done and dusted.

Produced and Mixed by Yanick Bathfield

Drunk

Grassy Spark bring you their first two tracks off their E.P Hoyaa!

Dreams

Grassy Spark has always made it their mission to evolve outside of their comfort zone.

Their latest direction, as a newly-cemented 5 piece, is all about a fresh perspective while honing in on what Grassy Spark is all about. 

Essentially, Grassy Spark is more of an idea than simply a band or a genre and in many ways they’ve now become Genre Neutral, owing mostly to the multiple genres they’ve indulged in since formation in 2012.    

But their goal is to be fluid – to flow, adapt and find comfort in the ever-changing musical climate and current of being an artist.

Dreams

Grassy Spark

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