after a long while, the first song of 2014 emerges.
special thanks to dialogue from "Rebecca" (1940) and some nice crickets.

I Can't Tell You What To Do

June

Make It Happen is the first full length album by Tejas, featuring 10 tracks ranging from almost every single influence Tejas has ever had including Funk, RnB, Electronica, Rock and Folk, all rolled into one epic pop-rock experience.

Lyrics:


Now you can't even cause a riot,
And who said you were so quiet?
Congratulations, you made it to the edge of the earth,
Is that where you thought you really were?

Well maybe you're not enough,
You're sitting so comfortably,
Well maybe we're not enough,
Eventually

I can't find the reason for your pain,
All I know is all my age feel the same
Congratulations, you made it to the end of the world,
Did those vibrations, make you feel like you really were?

Well maybe you're not enough,
You're sitting so comfortably,
Well maybe we're not enough

Can we be higher than love?
Can we be much higher than love?

Could we be higher,
Higher than love?
Could we be stronger,
Stronger than love?

Maybe We're Not Enough

Stay A Little Longer

'Dismal' is the second single from Amartya Ghosh's second EP - 'What Does This Button Do?'

Performed By - 
Amartya Ghosh (Vocals, Guitar)
Ishaan Gandhi (Drums)
Ritwik De (Guitar, Keyboards)
Subhadra Kamath (Bass)
Rohit Gupta (Trumpet)

Recorded and Produced at Ghar Ka Studios, New Delhi

Lyrics

The hollow ‘round your eyes have gotten deeper
restless sleeper
Did you lose your love 
or did love lose you
use you
abuse you
And brittle things like life
just softly crumble down like wafer
A hundred years of bottled fears have gripped you
ripped you through and through.

Oh, sun!
Have you drowned
or have you just begun?
Sea is wide
My limbs are tired.
Take me home now.
Let me drown


Down
 Down
  Down


The road you took kept getting steeper 
steeper
You fell deeper
Visions that you saw kept getting bleaker
 fainter 
  weaker
Fire in your heart has disappeared in 
smoke and vapour
Poison gulped
has charred you
burnt you from within.

Cold wind.
Should I breathe out
Or should I breathe in
Loosen ties
I close my eyes
Fly unnoticed like the dust
in the wind.

Dismal.

What Does This Button Do?

Dismal

It's not complete yet.

Lyrics:

You called me up
in the dead of the night

You made some plans
I said okay, that’s fine

I’ll see you there
with my chest feeling tight

Awkward eyes
not feeling alright

You saw me there
Losing my way
Not a word
Was said through the day

You said it’s fine
I feel the same

Don’t look away
You’ll get through the Haze


Weird is good
and so is champagne

So take this glass
and let’s sing in the rain

We’ll stay away
from people and pain

I know it’s strange
but it’s not insane

You called me up
in the dead of the night

made some plans
I said okay, that’s fine

I’ll see you there
with my arms open wide 

Awkward eyes
But feeling alright

Weird is good but so is Champagne

Cast iron memory.
Strong as the death of me
Hold still,
I’m moving to total recall
Of strands of hair spread across 
That angelic face of yours
Control me,
I feel like
I’m about to fall
You know what I will say next
It’s predictable af
There’s another thing that 
I want to say 
But I will hold onto that
And save it for the right day, yeah

I’m cold on the Sunday that you’re gone,
The one that you said we were on for movies and popcorn,
Yeah I’m really trying to 
Muster some amount of attitude 
Something that lets me ask you 
What exactly is wrong 
Because she’s hard to imagine 
Hard to figure out,
Hard to control, she’ll blow your brains out
Cover you in a shroud, make no noise and leave.
She is bad for me, to no extent, 
There’s never any space for me to vent,
But unexpectedly,
That love comes naturally
Naturally

Does it bother you to have to have the upper hand
Another set of rules I don’t understand
Why is that necessary?
It all seems so blurry
And I can’t even try to find a way out 
A matter into which you’ll poke your snout, 
Snapchat filters, coming out loud

But I should know how it feels to be ousted
No choice but I am hidden, I am crouching
Your expectations seem to cross the boundaries
But I still can’t help but feel

I’m cold on the Sunday that you’re gone,
The one that you said we were on for movies and popcorn,
Yeah I’m really trying to 
Muster some amount of attitude 
Something that lets me ask you 
What exactly is wrong 
Because she’s hard to imagine 
Hard to figure out,
Hard to control, she’ll blow your brains out
Cover you in a shroud, make no noise and leave.
She is bad for me, to no extent, 
There’s never any space for me to vent,
But unexpectedly,
That love comes naturally
Naturally

popcorn

9 cans of red bull 

lyrics //

don’t wake up just yet
i know you have to leave
but you look so peaceful
when you are asleep

don’t wanna say goodbye
when you’re next to me
so why can’t you stay
for a couple more please

i’ll stay with these shadows
hoping you’ll return 
cause my heart can’t take it 
goodbyes they always hurt

i’m trying to let go
but nothing seems to work
so whisper sweet nothings
and i’ll make it though the hurt

your pretty brown eyes 
are shocked and surprised
when i ask you
what all of this is worth

you look at me strange 
it won’t be the same
you’re walking with your 
bags packed out the door

you don’t want more
you’re done waiting for a chance

i’ll stay with these shadows
hoping you’ll return 
cause my heart can’t take it 
goodbyes they always hurt

i’m trying to let go
but nothing seems to work
so whisper sweet nothings
and i’ll make it though the hurt

alzo

From Yellow Red Sparks' upcoming self-titled debut album, out January 29, 2013 on ORG Music / Warner. 

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lyrix:
wild wind moves the leaves
dances with a glaze
making its way underneath your

feet. quick, slow, then paced
halted as i bend down and hold my hand out to her again

she runs into me
you watch but step aside
cause now i'm occupied, her paws in my embrace

but i keep you fixed in my mind
awareness of your pastel-coloured sighs
settles in the light

i notice the sun as he wakes
looks at your face and he states, "that's not fair, she's too dear, can i ever compare?"

be still, be at ease
the moon will reascend
we'll hold each other's hands
peel oranges again

peeling orangez (original)

drivers license

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Grateful.

Weird is good but so is Champagne

Tanmaya Bhatnagar