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02 - The Stroller
03:17
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Chorus:
I'm going slowly, slowly down the road
I'm taking it easy, easy oh my lord
They call me a stroller, I don't know why
With their hectic life, all day they cry
Living for working instead of working for living
But don't you see baby their life is like "Metro-boulot-dodo"
Chorus (2x)
Consumed with my thoughts, I was strolling down the park
When something suddenly urged me to stop
And then I said: Oh Lord, what the hell are you doing here?
- I thought I'd come down and we could grab a beer
Chorus (2x)
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03 - The Road not Taken
04:19
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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04 - Marzipan
04:16
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There's a place I like to go as of late, it's by the Watergate
Where streams come crashing down in torrents after all these weeks of rain
And faint are the traces of the mazes of the urban spaces
Ten-floor tenement towers that the horizon hazes
Other than that some rusty ships, ghostly glow when daylight tips
Skinny trees and barren fields, into winter sleep the country slips
I go here on quit mornings when uni isn't calling
Staring at the waters and my worries which are swiftly falling
I feel complete here, we often can not see clearly
With a thousand stories stuffed into our ears, leave us confused and weary
Serious and light is the state of mind I find
With the natural sadness of being alive always in sight
I'm expanding into the evening crimson blue
Where on dream bubble bursts while another one comes true
I'm full of gladness, exalted sadness
And my lips are longing for the chance to unravel
I'm happy alone, I'm happy as such
But every cell of my bones yearns for your touch
At every turn there is flux, but I've learned oh so much
And if there's one thing I know it's I prefer to say "us"
Instead of "me" or "you" - life is there to be shared
I wanna bridge separation and heat up this chilly air
I wanna be there, wanna spend the night with you hugging and talking
Once I'm done walking
Chorus (2x):
Cause to me you're caramel you're Marzipan you're blackberries
You're all the good things that reverberate in my reveries
You're sharp night air and the yellow light that glows
To me you're a guitar/ clarinet/ cello that goes
I've been gathering nuts, all summer, all fall
I've been writing in notebooks, been writing on walls
I've been trying to chase clouds but they disseminate between my hands
I've turned around the hourglass for hours, staring at the sand
I've been gathering nuts, all summer, all fall
I've been writing in notebooks, been writing on walls
I've been trying to chase clouds but they disseminate between my hands
I've turned around the hourglass for hours
Chorus (4x)
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Sweetie, what's up today?
Tomorrow seems scary but yesterday was crazy
Sweetie, what's up today?
When does the concert start? When does the war start?
Chorus (2x):
We'll fill the present time because it's the only one that's real,
We'll fill the present time because it's the only one that's worth it,
And meanwhile, God laughs!
From May to March a beautiful melon stands on front of the hotel,
But who'd ever belong to this place anyway?
From November to December the leaves fall into the bathtub, because the roof disappeared years ago
Tents, revolution, Halloween, Hannukkah,
It all sounds nice and calm,
So what will we do? What is our specific mission?
Sweetie, what will we do today
Chorus (2x)
Sweetie, what's up today?
Up there, God laughs
As loud as he can, God laughs
And me too.
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06 - Toi
03:34
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Toi, oh toi, je sais que je pourrai toujours compter sur toi
Jamais tu ne me quitteras
A part si un jour la main on me coupera aia ya
La main on me coupera aia ya
Chorus:
Tu me recomfortes, tu me rends forte, toi
Tu me recomfortes, me rends forte, toi
Mon pouce droit
Tu t'endors contre ma bouche
Les gens qui regardent trouvent ca un peu louche
Tu t'endors contre ma bouche
Et tout la nuit tu restes dan mon lit
Maman m'a dit a 6 ans il est temps,
Et pendant des annees, moi j'ai fait semblant
De ne plus t'aimer, de n'plus avoir besoin de toi
Mais regarde maintenant je chante ca pour toi
Je chant ca pour toi, mon pouce droit
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07 - Juicy Fruit
03:49
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Once again the good vibes and chill beats and smooth lines
Once again the syllables that fly their roller coaster rides
I offer you my heart, I open up to the air around
A person is somebody is suffused with sound
I invite, I delight you, I incite you, I write you
Love letters unconditional that go right through
Like haiku I capture moments that we're moving in
Capture sunshine that's a bound to melt the blues within
I'm constantly drooping, the abyss is near
I'm constantly scooping for the origins of fear
Teargas - that's what the morning light is like sometimes
When hopelessness whispers and my ears in broken rhymes
But this life is mine and I am filling it with soul
And deliberately in the eddies I loll
See me roll, see me flow, gently just a-down the stream
Enjoying every rock till the final salt of the sea
Waterfalls don't get me and the fish accept me
Being a fellow traveler in this adventure that it is to be
History is reaching out for us but undefined we're free
I wonder why, constantly but the morning's fresh in itself
So I go out and leave my books on the shelves
To enjoy - Juicy Fruit
Sunlight spots on my skin like a flute melody
I'm flo-floating around like some loot in the sea
I'm a true devotee of a true way to be
Be human and free, ruthlessly choose to see
See things the way they are and not just the way I like them to
Cause everybody seems to be wearing blinkers down in the avenue
It's such a good thing to be having you, sisters and brothers who walk on through
Staying in my bubble isolated I'm refusing to
It's oozing through the soothing truth that every new day is a juicy fruit
An offer no taker, sweet or bitter, yellow, red or blue
So come on mate let's appreciate
These mesmerizing multitudes of moulds that we create
Don't be afraid just appreciate
There's plenty plenty of time to go wherever, be wherever, do whatever
Juicy Fruit !
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Oh Misses Optimism
I'm stuck in tunnel vision
Clouds hanging low
Got nowhere to go
Oh Misses Optimism
Why don't you sit and listen
The blues
Got even down to my shoes
All day long
I sing that song
Cause I am so blue
Misses Optimism, come to Mama do
Optimisme, optons pour une solution, socialisme
Meme si souvent vandalisme, ils sont tous vendus
Dualisme, du toi et du moi, nous devenons novateurs
Un, deux, troi petit tours et puis s'en vont
Fondateurs, visitons les fondations, tourisme, rions, rien que pour ceux qui pensent si souvent a tous ces-isms
Miss Optimisme, s'il te plait, donne-nous le sourire, sans quoi avant l'heure on risue de tous mourir.
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00 - Foretaste Medley
01:43
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