Writen, performed and recorded by Lucia Vivanco
Produced and masterized by Diego A. Martinez

Sitting on the cockney part 
of the transporting 
Meta line
With enemies within my face
The bus has stopped 
Against my lace

The news are spreading 
Overhead
The lights went off between us, man
The boy with fire on his head
Is sweating like 
an Indian spread

I’ve purified my dirty looks
Thinking of later 
Where are you?
The doors are closed 
There’s no one speaking
Wishing we all stop this thinking

A couple’s kissing 
Without love
No food to eat 
That poor eyed hawk
A fretless wait, a minute more 
Who am I to rush into the door

CHORUS
Doomed
Out of the blue
Fishing for two 
I’m missing the marbles 

The rasher’s spearing 
Mother’s tale
The mini silent
A sweating net
Where is my marble?
Cosmic eye the more I need it
The more I lie

Hear that tune too many times
Read the Metro in your hands
You have noticed 
My desire
She has left without a trial

Split in two the latest bar
My carriage is where you might find
The sweetest neatest caramel
Muchas gracias 
Donde vas?

The waiting’s over
Lights are on
I put my jumper/ jacket on
I harrow my desire
To take you on the wire

CHORUS

Marbles

Written and performed by Lucia Vivanco
Produced and masterized by Diego A. Martinez

In the timpani of my soul
I have hear that story oh so many times
The timing’s never right
Emotions get trapped with disgust

And the feelings are my own
And you’ll never get a cut

I’ve been thinking of your return
We’ve been through many different towns
Have seen two or three wars
And I’d been left unhurt

And the feelings were my own
But I kept for you this part.


I got trapped in a waiting room with my head against a Turner

Deception (demo version)

Written and performed by Lucia Vivanco aka Yushimi
Produced and masterized by Diego A. Martinez


Margaret Street

Hey! Does that really mark the time?
I tire of thinking what am I to understand
Do we have to compromise?
You look so neat 
You make me feel like parasite

I can’t stand to think it through 
Babble, bang, it’s all too soon

Is it unconsiously 
That every time we part
You bring out the cursed in me
Is that part of the plan?

Hey, You sounded like your mum!
I could recognise the restless moon and feeling trapped
Was it you that I just felt?
You touched the side of my bed I haven’t signed

I can’t stand it when you’re through
Reverie’s why I love you.

Is it unconsiously 
That every time we part
You bring out the cursed in me
Is that part of the plan?

I don’t wanna recognise


Margaret Street

Yushimi is Lucia Vivanco. She lives in London where she makes all her home recordings. Plays all the instruments and records them only a couple of takes: very acoustic, sometimes clean, sometimes dirty. Certainly lo fi. 
She works with Diego Martinez, a producer across the pond in Argentina. He's really nice and likes things cleaner and well performed , but at the end they make compromises.
Enjoy.

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