kiss it better

say it

so fine

wicked games

I keep on trying to let you go...

Whiplash

phantom

REALER

Pour Christina-Une Vie --texte Sonine.mp3

This is Vol. 02 of one of my oldest peace prayer blues song (which I released as a single many months ago), about war history that repeats again and again and again... as if our foolish lill' goldfish brains were forever bamboozled into believing long-term "winning" means "beating" others, as if Blaise Pascal was an idiot and the ends always justified the means, as if ego power was more important to nurture than breathing in peace, as if taking brought more joy than sharing or giving, as if caring was too much to dare  #dontbeafoolishgoldfish

This EPx15 flows Cello INDIE (1-2) ❯ Psychedelic DUB (3-5) ❯ Gipsy LOFI (6-10) ❯ Dubby Banjo FOLK (11-13) ❯ True Soul BLUES (14-15) ... and I know I'm biased, but I thinks it's a beautiful one #enjoy

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@bananasutra "Foolish Goldfish" @songlyrics

[Intro]
Breathe in slow… 
Hum the truths we know… 
Shadows rise… 
Blessed be whys…

[Verse 1]
Take a moment, take a breath, 
Let it settle in your chest. 
What is fair, what is right? 
Why do nightmares shape the night?

Stalin, Putin in disguise, 
Same old hunger in their eyes. 
Not the red, not the blue, 
Just the ego breaking through.

[Hook]
Ohhh… round and round we go,
 In a world we barely know… 
Bananasutra helps you grow, 
Truth is a river in the undertow.

Why chase ‘em turds made of gold? 
Why trust the fake news we’re told? 
Foolish goldfish in the cold… 
Swimming through the lies we hold… ohhh…

[Verse 2]
Oh humanity, so blind, 
Wearing veils around the mind. 
Dumbed and numbed and growing growl, 
Like foolish goldfish in a bowl.

Contrarian skies crack and cry, 
Storms repeating, don’t ask why. 
Encore echoes at the door, 
Here we go to war once more.

[Hook]
Ohhh… round and round we go, 
In a world we barely know… 
Bananasutra let it flow, 
Truth is a river in the undertow.

Why chase ‘em turn made of gold? 
Why trust the fake news we’re told? 
Foolish goldfish in the cold… 
Swimming through the lies we hold… ohhh…

[Bridge]
Are we tangled in some pride? 
Lost and drifting with their tide? 
Can we learn, can we see? 
Can we break the loops and be free?

[Verse 3]
Think deep now, take it slow, 
Let your inner lantern glow. 
Freedom’s not an outer fight, 
Ego is the cage inside.

Look within, let it shine, 
Light the shadows in your mind. 
Every ism, every blow, 
Is a mask that just won’t glow.

[Hook]
Ohhh… round and round we go, 
In a mind we barely know… 
Bananasutra, take a bow, 
Truth is a river in the undertow.

Why chase the glitter and gold? 
Why trust the stories we’re told? 
Foolish goldfish in the cold… 
Swimming through the lies we hold… ohhh…

Ohhh… loops beneath the sky… 
Ohhh… never asking why… 
Ohhh… chasing every lie… 
But I try, please let’s try… ohhh…

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[14] Foolish Goldfish (Forever) • KNOWsutra Peace (Not War) Psychedelic Destiny BLUES

A languid blues-soul ballad capturing the hazy, contented exhaustion after Thanksgiving feasting—full bellies, lingering regrets, and the warm pull of family memories, all wrapped in a slow, soulful melody that whispers of indulgence and inevitable return.

Post-Thanksgiving Coma

so fine

ST7RLIT

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