1. |
Right Here
03:49
|
|||
|
Right here, nowhere, leaving, breathing
Right here, anywhere, leaving, breathing
Now I know how it all started,
blackhole, overload
Now I know why my thoughts were so clouded
leaving, breathing
Now I hear the feeling of certainty
Calling, falling
In this moment I know where we belong
Right here, and nowhere
|
||||
2. |
Vilma's Soundtrack
03:24
|
|||
|
open your eyes ... take in the light
beams and glowing light ... guide your insights
the intentions we had, the intentions we have ... the sounds of now
waves and shapes and grace ... fill the eye
beams and glowing light ... guide your insights
colours and shades, easing the break
... shining so bright
|
||||
3. |
A Taste for Change
03:01
|
|||
|
Unbound by time - What we must do now - Fearless to consequences now
Courage to shape - When we are fearless - Or filled with fear and doubtless - Unstoppable - What makes you so scared - No doubts no need for compliments - a taste for change
|
||||
4. |
Silent Picture
03:18
|
|||
|
instrumental
|
||||
5. |
Supermoon
03:36
|
|||
|
Thrown into the wild, marveling now and questioning, wondering, anyhow
Being let loose, nowhere with no one and trusting, pressing on to the start
Supermoon was alive, guiding us through our skies
Drawing us towards its light, tidal waves realign
Wandering around, loving what we’ve found and bursting, trying to keep it in
Given way by the clouds, witnessing the awe and the fury, it's just so loud
Supermoon was in sight, shaking us in our skies
Gravitate in our minds, tidal breaks to standby
|
||||
6. |
Sunrise, No Sunset
02:23
|
|||
|
instrumental
|
||||
7. |
Jam in the Bus Lane
03:51
|
|||
|
collusion and confusion ... connecting to control
the king is the leader ... the army takes control
the will of the people ... the rulings of the few
bow down to the next one ... love and cherish him too
protect and serve the people ... with heart and soul
give in to the pressure ... talk of self-control
talk of law and order ... and of stability too
the king is amongst us ... paying the devil his due
|
||||
8. |
||||
|
I wish I had my car, taxi all day long ... when I want. I’d see my kids and wife, surely lead a happier life.
When I get sick, I get charged 3 bucks a day. I drive my boss’ car, 16 hours, everyday.
To see my kids, I have to pay 10 bucks a day. Can’t take no holiday, have no time, too little pay.
I eat 1 meal a day, at the local café ... 1 dollar a day at the local cafe. None of it can bring me down, always smile, never frown.
|
||||
9. |
Wheels
03:22
|
|||
|
Riding a bike, its how we began, it was the moment we knew it should never end...Wobbling across, an old bridge made of steel, with freedom from loss, we kept turning our wheels...Binding the old, and creating the new, spent our days with an old, friend that took us through...Coming along, a new place to roam, for the kids it was, just a place to call home...She’s my partner in crime, she’s my reason I’m me, all the light that’s shined, all the journeys to be...end.
|
||||
10. |
Highbeam
03:15
|
|||
|
In Vietnamese:
His eyes start to hurt, his vision is blurred, he’s enraged by the vain and reckless highbeams. Causing a crash, damaging a life, damaging the order without a care for disorder. These drivers care, only for bright lights,
blinding all, oblivious to the danger.
Who’s next to perish, blinded by the beams, to be in the news, to be prayed for at giỗ? Why burn that incense? Just turn of your highbeam, allow us all to see, to be home safe and sound. Should he confront them? Should he control the anger?
|
||||
11. |
Human Faces
05:45
|
|||
|
Here earth water wind equals fire. It was the ancients who cursed and expired. Earth water wind fire…Never any clouds hang overhead. It is the dark that shields from the unsaid. The masses moving everywhere…The human faces were admired. It was the thirst that choked and required. The human faces now expired...Here earth water wind equals fire. It was the ancients who cursed and conspired. Earth water wind backfire…
Evolution, devolution, revolution. Mate, create, innovate, deteriorate, stagnate...at wit’s end.
I see, human faces, everywhere I look --- Bashouf weshoush bashareya fé kol hétta.
|
||||
12. |
Silent
01:31
|
|||
|
instrumental
|
||||
The Camino Side Project Montreal, Québec
The Camino Side Project is Paul Farran’s first solo music project. His debut album, of movement & music, was recorded on 4 continents and 11 countries, in 14 studios, over 18 months (2017-2018), and with the collaboration of 25 fellow musicians and music professionals. ... more
If you like The Camino Side Project, you may also like:
Strange Adrenaline (LP | 2023)
by Nat Vazer
Woozy and melodic alternative rock from Melbourne-artist Nat Vazer sounds like a grungier Alvvays.
go to album
1990s-era indie-folk sounds back songs about love and identity on this project from the Florida-based artist.
go to album
Sweet Tooth (Extended Version)
by Kaycie Satterfield
Can’t-miss, sunshine-y vocal melodies glide through warm guitar pop for a surge of summer in the midst of winter.
go to album
The Convincer (20th Anniversary Edition)
by Nick Lowe
Released in 2001, “The Convincer” is a gentle gem in the Nick Lowe catalog; an anniversary edition provides opportunity for rediscovery.
go to album
The Woman You Want
by Eliza Shaddad
Haddad returns with cinematic soundscapes that include introspective folk, post-grunge, and indie-pop influences.
go to album
The Ohio songwriter navigates gender, queerness, class, and privilege through a powerful mix of country rock, folk ballads, and bluegrass.
go to album
Thin Lear's sophisticated rock music is tempered with soaring chamber pop accents and an undeniable gift for melody.
go to album
