een liedje uit 2013 door Inda Duran

Ik wil bij jou zijn, Ik wil van jou zijn
Ik wil alles zoals het vroeger was
Ik wil niet zoeken, ik wil niet moeten,
het liefste gewoon weer zoals het was en niet dat het is gebeurd

frustrerend, kleinerend, 
bepalend verdwalend kan het zijn
het doet pijn.
het is niet moeilijk soms aandoenlijk
het is gewoon eventjes vervelend
ik mis je, en toch ben ik de start.

dat moment: '' en toen was er licht''
zo voelt het maar dan van binnen in.
zenuwachtig maar niet krampachtig 
voel ik mij wanneer jij je in mijn buurt begeeft.
want ja je leeft, ook al zie ik je niet.
Je gaat en staat waar de weg jou een weg biedt.
Op een oppervlakte, we staan er allemaal,
toch zie ik je niet, ik heb je nog steeds lief



translation:
i want to be with you, i want to be yours
i want everything to be like it used to be 
I don't want to look for, i don't wanna have to
Just like it used to be and not like it is

Frustrating, degrading, determining, losing could it be. It hurts
It's not hard, it's touching sometimes
It's just tiring for a moment
I miss you but still i am the start, 
i am confused

The moment of : 'then there was light'
That's what it feels but from inside
Nervous but not convulsive
Is how i feel when you are near me
Because you live, eventhough i don't see you
You go where you find a path
On a surface where we all stand 
Eventhough i don't see you, i still love you

i want to be with you, i want to be yours
i want everything to be like it used to be 
I don't want to look for, i don't wanna have to
Just like it used to be and not like it happened

Bij Jou

05 Shalom (Peace Be With You) Ft. Whitney Williams (Prod. x Funky DL)

"Bad News" EP available:
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https://josu3.bandcamp.com/releases

Written by Josué. Produced by Josué and M.o.D

"Sound, Body and Soul" album due August 2016


Josué - Stay

Sunday Coffee

track 2 from "does this make sense" EP, 
https://soundcloud.com/cehryl/sets/does-this-make-sense-ep
from scratch with kwame @emawk.
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stocking up on time
searching for a better rhyme
waiting for a melody
while you're waiting for me

pardon me, pardon me
i hardly think about you
pardon me, pardon me
my heart don't think about you
pardon me, pardon me
my heart don't think it like you
pardon me, pardon me
forgot to write, forgot to say that i do

pardon you, pardon me
part of me wants to say that i'm sorry
for the part of me that hid the heart of me from you

heart games, playing hide and go seek, never caught you
heart strings, melodies, sing along, never thought to
heart things, the song stings, lost the feeling, thought the thought that
part of you was with me
well pardon me i forgot you

i forgot you, i forget you
i'll take all the blame to my name as i'm paying my dues in my singing
i confess, i'm obsessed with these words - they don't sit right.
but you didn't fit right.

i'm a mess, you're a pest, but i guess we gave it our best try
can't say we didn't try
can't say we didn't try, oh we tried to write a song
can't say we didn't try, oh we tried to write a song
can't say we didn't try, oh we tried to write a song

tried to write a song that we could fight our fears to
tried to write a song that we could wipe our tears to
tried to write a song that we could see ourselves through
tried to write a song that we could be ourselves to

tried to write a song that we could see the world to
tried to write a song that we could see the world through
tried to write a song that we could fall in love to.

i tried to write a song that we could fight our fears to
––don't say that i didn't tell you so
i tried to write a song that we could wipe our tears to
––don't say that i didn't tell you so
i tried to write a song that we could see ourselves through
––don't say that i didn't tell you so
i tried to write a song that we could be ourselves to
––don't say that;

i tried to write a song that we could see the world to
––don't say that i didn't tell you so
i tried to write a song that we could see the world through
––don't say that i didn't tell you so
i tried to write a song that we could fall in love to

i was writing love songs when i should've loved you.

crumpled paper – cehryl + kwame

produced by Cash B. shoutouts: Chris Martin for da keyz 🎹, Joe Reilly for being a great human being
lyrics:
i may not have it all figured out
i may stumble on feathers and paperclips
the safety pins i stitched in place
to keep my head straight
i'm a mess baby, but i can say
at least i can say i loved you, i loved you, i loved you
at least i can say i loved you, i loved you, i loved you
my sweet is savory and my kind is crude
i take up way too much space and i suck at charades
i have trouble ending sentences and finishing plates
but i can say
yes i can say
at least i can say i loved you, i loved you, i loved you
at least i can say i loved you, i loved you, i loved you
i think in technicolor
dress in monochrome
i break in several pieces soon as i get home
i'm having a hard time to find a rhyme for the end of the phrase 
but i can say 
yes i can say

flaws

New Steps

Alone Again

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Produced by Nafets & Herbieus
Additional keys by Bedows, Arthur Bobo Jr., and Brian 'Brobb' Robertson
Trumpet by Iz Burns of the Burns Twins
Cover design by Megayacht
Mixed and Mastered by Calin Enache at District Sound Lab
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LYRICS:

HOOK
Got my dread head cousin know he growing the green
Got my Indian cousin and he gon cause a scene
Bless my Haitian cousin she work two different jobs
And my god-fearing cousin know she rock a hijab

VERSE 1
Limacol burning pores into my forehead
It made me strong probably why I still stay undefeated
I stack my Barra and my roti I need me more bread
It made me strong probably why I still stay undefeated
Fuck all your boundaries unplugging the chord
So disconnected I’m using the force
Family go deeper than Narnia drawers
Can’t pull my roots boy the deep at the source
Double passport, Sammy I don’t need your country
Deep inside my mind the only place that I live comfortably 

HOOK
Got my dread head cousin know he growing the green
Got my Indian cousin and he gon cause a scene
Bless my Haitian cousin she work two different jobs
And my god-fearing cousin know she rock a hijab
Got a dread head cousin he just got his degree
Got an Indian know he whipping the beam
Bless my Haitian cousin know she gon be a star
And my god fear cousin sing praise to allah

VERSE 2
868 or 301 boy I still stunt
My brother bumping in the lancer make the wheels jump
Ancestors sending blessings from the villages
Shout out all my immigrants, my carribbeans
Bass blast turn your family into buss up shut
We come in all kind of flavors you can’t fuck with us
I’ve been kinda hard to find I’ve been off the map
With my cousins in the grove out in Trinidad
Immigration getting paid
Sugarcane in the veins
Pack the korma in the bag
Back and forth get the bag
Packing pepper through customs
My blood is not for your soil
And tourist man fuck em
Burn em all with the oil
Fuck the government
How they finna be my landlord
I’ma own myself
Thats an homage to grandma
I know lord shiva watching over me
With the citronella burning aunty thumbing through the rosary

HOOK x2
Got my dread head cousin know he growing the green
Got my Indian cousin and he gon cause a scene
Bless my Haitian cousin she work two different jobs
And my god-fearing cousin know she rock a hijab
Got a dread head cousin he just got his degree
Got an Indian know he whipping the beam
Bless my Haitian cousin know she gon be a star
And my god fear cousin sing praise to allah

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@chrislarocca

Written and performed by Young Clancy & Chris Larocca

Produced and mixed by Young Clancy and Gray Rowan

Additional Production by Chris Larocca

Artwork by Nick Yim & Sylvain Beaudry

New Steps

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