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Frenzy
03:56
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It’s a dark world
And there’s no light to be seen
We have broken all our dreams
Forgotten how to use our wings
Hope is forbidden, but can you keep it away?
Explosions of colors dripping down the wall
Shattered glass, careful not to fall
It’s snowing in the bathroom
There’s a hurricane in my head
today is one of those days
That I feel like screaming
There’s dust on all my windows
The sun fights to let through light
Winds are blustering through my bedroom
Thunder sparks my neural pathways
Thick clouds on the ceiling
I think we’re about to have a storm
It’s gonna rain seas
Flowers sprouting in my head
I’m standing in the eye of a hurricane
And the storms are raging in my brain
I feel I’m standing at the edge of something big
And I can’t see what it is
The leaves on the trees are way too thick
Today is one of those days
That I feel like screaming
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2. |
Children of the Sun
04:02
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Oh the shadows
They crawl out of the shadows
Hear the children of the sun
Within the very blood in our veins as children of the sun
Lies the potential for our greatness
We’re not meant to live in shame and weakness
We build, we go upward
We were meant to overcome
We are the architects of splendor
Built in crimson and gold
We are hollow men—tricksters so clever
Happy to welcome you into the fold
We are children of the sun
We answer to all your fears
Sweet like a siren’s song
Climbing higher and higher and higher
Then we fall
Oh the shadows
They crawl out of the shadows
Hear the children of the sun
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3. |
Bonzenga
03:41
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Africa Mema nga na Africa
Na mona bonzenga ya ebale
Nayoka loyembo likolo ya bangomba
Na pokwa lokola ndeke
Africa Mema nga na Africa
Esika diamant na wolo ebimaka
Kasi bomengo ya solo efandaka na motema
na motema
Africa nalingi yo mingi, Africa
Bonzenga bonzega mama, Africa
Ebandeli ya bomoyi ya moto, Africa
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4. |
Why So Mad
04:00
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Why you so mad
Why you so mad
You’re keeping tabs
Ready to let loose if I ever miss the groove
I know you don’t like me
Go ahead and write me an essay, I wouldn’t read it anyway
I know you want me to spill the tea
But I sip water, crystal clear
For you to see that I really don’t care, I really don’t care
Hypocritically smiling at me
Spreading words that never could be
Truth is you want me to pay attention to you, yet
Boohoohoo I bet you thought I’d cry
But I really don’t have the time
Cause right now I’m jamming with the guys
Jamming with the guys
Why you so mad
Damn straight, can’t touch this, even if you tried
Go ahead and hate
I feed on your masquerade
And they say that I’m the child
My mama always told me
Jealousy will make you ugly
Didn’t get the memo, no?
Check your reflection, bro
While you have this fixation
Generating your own suffocation
I’m getting this addiction to brand new realisations
And I thought like, all this anger, that can’t be healthy
Maybe you should try some soul searching
Yoga, anger management classes, mindfulness
Why you so mad
Hating on me, dissatisfaction
Calling for desperate reactions
Chill down! There’s no killing my flow
I was born ready to go
And just so you know
I had fun putting up this show!
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5. |
Mirage
04:26
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6. |
Bwanya
04:55
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Mosika na yo
Mosika ya nyoso
Mosika ya mokili
Oyo ezali kokomisa biso liboma
Payadayadaya
Na ko lela te
Na ko nganga te
Na ko wela te
Tango ekoki ekofungwama
Na za na posa ya koseka te
Na ko lela pe te
Na za ngai yo pe oza yo
So so la, so so la
Toza komisala mabe na maloba
Pasi na pasi
Nazo loba, nazo loba
Kasi ozo yoka nga té
Je parle mais tu ne m’entends pas
Et même quand je crie tu ne m’écoute pas
Elongi na yo ya mawa
Azalaki ko ngenga
Nzoka elili ya mawa
Okoli kasi ozwi bwanya té
Toza komisala mabe na maloba
Pasi na pasi
Nazo loba, nazo loba
Kasi ozo yoka nga té
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7. |
Quicksand
03:21
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Look into the depth of my eyes
Can you see the fire?
Burning my bones, consuming my soul
Buried by the quicksand
Don’t follow the quicksand
It’s the flood that generates my body
The sound that clings to my ears and eases my fears
Don’t be the dream I never had
Un mirage in the dry desert
Look into the depth of my eyes
Can you see the fire?
Burning my bones, consuming my soul
Buried by the quicksand
Don’t you follow the quicksand
Liquid make-believe, dripping down the stream
Following the path, leading to a dream
If I used the stars to find my way they wouldn’t show me how to find
The oasis of your eyes
But I sure as hell can follow the quicksand
Look into the depth of my eyes
Can you see the fire?
Burning my bones, consuming my soul
Buried by the quicksand
Don’t you follow the quicksand
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8. |
Missing Home
03:31
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I’ve been feeling like coming home
But it’s a tricky situation
See I’m staring at the line called horizon
Where the sky touches the ground
And I’ve yet to see the world
But I’m already missing home
I’ve put my first steps in the world
And it’s both scary and beautiful
Like the face of a nightmare beneath the seams of a dream
I’d love to show you all I’ve learned
But it’s just a drop in the ocean
It’s a mystery I’d like to solve
You know me
It’s the answer that I need
You know me
Yet to see the world but I’m missing home
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9. |
The Silk Road
04:06
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10. |
Georgine
03:28
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Je veux danser avec toi
Contre les vents et marrées je serais toujours la
Quand le soleil n’est pas présent
Quand tu perds le sourire
Ouvre ton coeur et rejoins moi
Tu vois le ciel est bien plus beau quand on est toi et moi
Contre les vents et marées
tu n’es pas seul souviens toi
Ouvre ton coeur et tu verra
Prends moi la main rejoins moi
Laisse le bonheur prendre place dans ton coeur
Et danse et danse et danse
Je veux danser avec toi
Contre les vents et marrées je serais toujours la
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Zitakula Amsterdam, Netherlands
This eight-piece powerhouse is equal parts high-energy funk and a hypnotic trip around the southern hemisphere.
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