a song about not wanting to wait anymore for something to come
now i am the one who will chase after it 

lyrics:

all of these days spent worrying
just toke away parts from within   
so afraid to cross the line
wondering if anyone would see

fingerpicking all the lies i’ve told myself
singing quietly not to wake anybody else
but i’m tired of burning in my own shadow
but i’m tired of burning in my own shadow


it’s time, it’s time
to be
it’s time, it’s time,
to see
it’s time, it’s time,
to free
your mind


resting my head on crocked thoughts
no wonder i forgot what’s real and what’s not
so busy working to have no time to see
this is not what i am meant to be

i have a hard time dealing with passions
always been comforted by sadness
but i’m tired of burning in my own shadow
but i’m tired of burning in my own shadow


it’s time, it’s time
to be
it’s time, it’s time,
to see
it’s time, it’s time,
to free
your mind


i craved for days this moment
i cried for days for this moment to come

to have a skin i call home
to speak and be heard
to know where i belong
to accept what i love
to go from now on


it’s time, it’s time
to be
it’s time, it’s time,
to see
it’s time, it’s time,
to free
your mind

itstime

puking words would be a dream
not raising our voices is more sickening to me

-song about not letting yourself feel, not even the good nor the bad-

lyrics:

lately i just wanna talk
but i am the one that has nothing to say at all
i am looking for the right words to speak
craving emotions, digging deep 

you talk fast
but your words don't touch me 
everything is just not clear
i’m so far away from you 
i could almost see myself disappear

i am either
too high or too low
i am either 
too warm or too cold
always running from two extremes
i wish there was 
i wish there was an inbetween
but i am numb, i am numb, i am numb 

i remember feeling empathy 
but emotions have grown heavy on me 
my heart is swollen from collected memories
i’ve filled all the space enough to protect me

you can punch me
i won't feel a thing
puking words would be the dream
not raising our voices in times like this is more sickening to me 

i am either
too high or too low
i am either
too warm or too cold
always running from two extremes
i wish there was 
i wish there was an inbetween
but i am numb, i am numb, i am numb

numb

// Live recording in NUAR- Festival de Cantautores, Lisbon

the warmth left from fleeting love

lyrics_ 

those sunrises
rise up your mind
rise up your smile

those kisses
soften your lips
aftertaste of bliss

those birds
early morning sing
thinking we're asleep

but we are humming their songs
laughing like the drunk ones
and seeing the world turn green
-
no drought 
no flood   
here the river flows
and i am the water
-
those times
where clocks didn't work
earth couldn't move

those minds
wandering
but being one

those rides
trees looking like people
and you looking at me

but we are chasing the sun 
craving love with our tongues
and hoping
that those days
return
—
no drought
no flood
here the river flows
and we are the water

*improvised mouth trumpet*

i’ m underwater
and i breathe

underwater_ liveRecording

um dia hei de ser eu a navegar 
agora sou um barco com vista para o mar

Live Recording of the song Barco in Festival de Cantautores- NUAR in Lisbon // 
analog photography: Ines Cavaco
original song written about the theme "boat" as a challenge for NUAR_ 
about being afraid of your own essence and taking time to find peace within yourself

letra_

eu sou o barco com o próprio mar
lágrimas que desejo conseguir remar
sou naufrágio, ainda antes de navegar
afundado em terra, porteiro da beira mar 

eu sou o barco que anseia não mais ansiar 
pó do pensamento, que a brisa levasse o tempo
e esta névoa a pairar

mas há ondas que me tentam agarrar

barco, que tem medo do mar, medo de amar
barco, que tem medo de ser, de flutuar
tanta memória que carrego
tanto saudade pra ficar
tenho medo de afundar

fico a ver barcos passar

sou o barco desgastado pelo vento, durmo ao relento, 
habituado que os medos me façam tremer
para aquecer 

sou o barco que apenas sonha 
com os pássaros que voam, 
e a maré que muda
eu fico no mesmo lugar

insegura para sequer tentar

barco, que tem medo do mar, medo de amar
barco, que tem medo de ser, de flutuar
tanta memória que carrego
tanto saudade a pesar
fico a ver os barcos passar

barco, que tem medo do mar, medo de amar
barco, que tem medo de ser, de flutuar
tanta memória que carrego
tanto saudade pra ficar

fico a ver os barcos passar
farta de ver os barcos passar

um dia hei de ser eu a navegar 
agora sou um barco com vista para o mar

barco com vista para o mar_ liveRecording

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