Mines of Guerrero

In the dark

Ginkgo Trees

Written, produced, recorded and mixed by Meursault and the Absurd.
Master and mixing help by Sebastian Jacobson.
Backing vocals and layout by Petronella Nordman.

Lyrics:
A yellowed teethed man with a french old song
quietly he plays for the birds

he pours his notes in the gutter streams
filling the city’s canals

Don’t leave me now
Don’t leave me now

As his lungs pull in the bitter smog
He gives a clean breath to a stray dog

A strange man indeed to let all see him bleed
never thinking he’s done a good deed

Don’t leave me now
Don’t leave me now

The broken voice appears to be without fears
as it reaches for my childhood summer years

So you share a coin with a hope to conjoin
he nods his head and I go straight ahead

Singing
Don’t leave me now
Ne me quitte pas
Don’t leave me now
Ne me quitte pas

The Troubadour (Don't leave me now)

https://open.spotify.com/album/6BqmjnfZuqlzMA8Mn4JDmT?si=RnmO1q75SUuYQmPVIHp8MQ

Produced and recorded by D.I.M.H. and Meursault and the absurd in Klemetsö Hit Music Factory.
Mixed and mastered by D.I.M.H.
Music and lyrics by Meursault and the absurd.
Cover photo by Nickey Kolev.
Logo by D.I.M.H.
Layout by Meursault and the absurd.

Ocean breeze
I was born in a pine tree grove 
to the hymn of the electric stove

A swinging lightbulb was the first I saw
 before I never learned to shoot or draw

Father said I was a bit too small 
Mother danced and sung across the hall

"If you never see the sun go down, 
how can you ever know that it does rise”

I feel it coming in the ocean breeze
 not even the trees seem to be at ease
I see the evening’s dying light
 as it goes gentle into the good night

I was on my bed with a shaved head 
The door stood open and framed the dead

A stream of faces walked by and cried
 No one saw me even though they tried

I feel it coming in the ocean breeze
 not even the trees seem to be at ease
I see the evening’s dying light
 as it goes gentle into the good night

Now all that’s left is an extension table
 set in white it keeps father stable

Mother moved to the Faerie Islands 
He’s having dinner in the growing silence

I feel it coming in the ocean breeze
 not even the trees seem to be at ease
I see the evening’s dying light 
as it goes gentle into the good night

Ocean Breeze (Feat. D.I.M.H.)

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