Une chanson folk acoustique à l'ambiance intimiste. L'approche vocale masculine au ton doucement mélancolique déborde de sensibilité, enrobée de subtilités musicales toute en finesse. Préparez-vous à un moment de pur apaisement. 〰 An acoustic folk song with an intimate ambience. The softly melancholy male vocal approach overflows with sensitivity, enveloped in subtle musical nuances. Prepare yourself for a moment of pure peace.

San Lucas

"Fear leads to hate, hate leads to suffering..."

How can I waste time if my clock's broken
I'll spend my life being locked up frozen
When the world burns and you're choking on smoke
I'll be asleep trapped in the cold

I can hear the bombs and the explosions
As I set the date and the door closes
Say what you want, call me a fool
While your world turns gray, but mine stays blue

What if I said you were in my dreams
Guess it only makes sense if I'm asleep
Biting my tongue and it's tugging my soul
But it's the only way I can be alone

I've had my time to learn to let go
I've made my home and it's ice cold
But the foundation cracks, and I know that
I won't get to turn time back and there's choking at my throat
For once be real, how does it feel
To fall down when you're at my heels and there's nowhere else to go

What if I said you were in my dreams
Guess it only makes sense if I'm asleep
Biting my tongue and it's tugging my soul
But it's the only way I can be alone

What if I said you were in my dreams
Guess it only makes sense if I'm asleep
Biting my tongue and it's tugging my soul
But it's the only way I can be alone

Cold War

Vol. 1 - The Ray Conniff Recordings

Band Of Gold

Fuck bro...my fuckin spleen...get that shit on ice.....

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