1. |
Unlike Platos Cave
03:36
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From upon the mountains
Right from the main fountains
Descends pure sacred hard water to bathe the profanes
And wash out the shame
Of people self called the most foughter
Alike plato's cave
Some birds miss their cage
For pain is their comfort zone
Deep love one must learn
So fear won't become
A way of life on its own
Put intention
Search for the light and get it done put intuition
Search for the right and reach the light
They say the spirit
Lives in the body
But it's the soul
Making skulls go down the road
Through broken glass windows in the valley of widdows
I saw a woman attending her daughter saying, there are good men
But they're one out of ten
It's always been hard to be a mother
That kid had no choice
Just her inner voice
To grow the love for her body
Detach from the past
So pain must not last
Remember to never feel sorry
Put intention
Search for the light and get it done put intuition
Search for the right and reach the light
They say the spirit
Lives in the body
But it's the soul
making skulls go down the road
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2. |
Turn The Tide
03:28
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As the ship rides the horizon
And the sun starts to sink
The waters know that’s for a reason And decide not to think
The waves are tied up in knots They mind it just as before
The tides drown in thought
And still wonder some more
If I’m out of red
In early May
I’ll paint in blue
As the master used to say
As you listen to the thunder And the saints roll their eyes You keep working on the plunder
Or either raise hands to the sky You are left on the crossroads And miles away from home Pathways unfold
And you’re sure your time has come
If I’m out of red
In early May
I’ll paint in blue
As the master used to say
I turn the tide
Now you are mine
Until the day I die
Feeling love to you
Is like loving myself too
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3. |
Todo Sonho Feito
04:28
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Do lençol rasgado,
Agarrado à madrugada,
Fito o portão farpado
Que intentou tê-la prendada e enquanto o peito meu
Pede que a dor se cale
Eis que amanheceu
Entre os montes do meu vale
De cruzar a nado
Cada rio que tem em cada
Margem um outro lado
Onde há nós, ó minha amada tem-me no seu leito eu e n’aqui bem mais Que em bali já que deus alvoreceu
Entre os montes do meu vale
de dedilhar o fado
Perdeu o calo da enxada o anjo, o piá mimado
O amor de toda fada
O homem que deus creu para conceber os males eis que entardeceu
Entre os montes do meu vale
Do alto do condado
Olho o céu e vejo nada
Ou sou eu que sou o gado ou sou eu que sou manada silêncio vindo seu
Esperando que deus fale eis que anoiteceu
Entre os montes do meu vale
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4. |
No Boy
04:07
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Once upon a time
There was a boy
Who loved to satisfy
And feel the joy
He’d bring home every night As if there was a home As if there was a night
And no boy
Once upon a time
There was a man
Who loved to crucify
Every boy
He’d sense that he could fight As if there was a time
As if he would ignite
Some boy
Once upon a time
There was a land
That loved to glorify
Any coin
In exchange for light
As if there was a coin
As if they wouldn’t mind
No boy
Are you delivering
An excellent and satisfying
Experience
A ludic and exciting
Amusement
With all those rating stars
So they’ll come back again
With no churn
On the streaming Era don’t only create You must make them feel like pushing play again You may also want to tell them just what to like
Once upon a time
There was
No boy
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5. |
Senhor do Tempo
02:53
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Senhor do tempo, acaso do pensar
Rei do silêncio, faz-me, escravo, ressoar sou minha mãe numa tarde com Meu pai ou sou maçã para Newton enquanto cai um peito recobrando a consciência
Largado numa estrada de mãos pensas
Em cada cheiro, dor e todo medo
A cada rosto, seio e gosto em todo leito em cada dor e corpo que decorro
A cada chuva e choro que socorro
Em cada culpa e vento e pensamento mais longe de encontrar o que anseio
Lá vai o orbe oculto e inculto
Virar passado um mundo de ronco quase mudo a pedra que sofreu um arremesso
E embala a existência qual a um berço daquilo que chamamos de começo
Da vida de presentes que não peço
Despindo a mente, calçando o que sente faz que a dor premente que Mente se lamente terá que vestir a própria pele
Afim de que a incerteza vele
E giro e rodo e acerto e erro e berro
E quando acerto, calo. aberto, cerro
Senhor do tempo, acaso do pensar
Rei do silêncio, faz-me, escravo, ressoar
Sou minha mãe numa tarde com meu pai
Ou sou maçã para Newton enquanto cai
Um peito recobrando a consciência
Largado numa estrada de mãos pensas
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6. |
Wine Into Water
04:22
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I was given the friendship of loneliness
But loneliness couldn’t bear to hear me confess That I deserted love for a life of mess
She’s been leaving me on and over countlessly
Happiness’ face changes from time to time But what has time to do with this condition of mine Among the things that last I wished a smile I’m a fool who can’t see what doesn’t shine
Unconditional love is found on an open fist Pure love happens only when winds a-swift Gods are atoms of clouds and mist
There’s no I, you or me, only God exists
I met a perfect man who couldn’t see his ego
His vanity was a lost safe inside his greed As if his soul was a wallet and greed was legal As if being perfect was some kind of grit
If you were told you cannot compose a song That is when you should prove them all wrong What is a song for a soul where music lives on Just go in there resonate their moan
Unconditional love is found on an open fist Pure love happens only when winds a-swift
Gods are atoms of clouds and mist
There’s no I, you or me, only God exists
They screamed that I could not live out a poem
And indeed there’s nothing out of my forehead to show em’
I understood it twenty years from then For there was no sea when I saw the ocean
I pity mortality like a skydiver deals with fear Try to kill the water with fire it becomes steam Kill it with cold and you’ll see what I mean As dead carbon men make the water clean
Unconditional love is found on an open fist Pure love happens only when winds a-swift Gods are atoms of clouds and mist
There’s no I, you or me, only God exists
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7. |
Even Minded
04:48
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Don’t hope anymore
Don’t give less than you can
More is gonna overflow the shore
Less is gonna dry the sand
I was trying to refine
Every taste and every need
Until I trace the perfect line
Onto the waste of all my deeds
I was willing to prevent
Myself from every harm
Till I found the perfect way
To be the wild sheep in the farm
It’s ok
Not to be
Ever perfect
Just gotta be love
On the note of the chant
On the wave of vibration
Lies the seed which is a plant
Lies the need for salvation
I was trying to refine
Every taste and every need
Until I trace the perfect line
Onto the waste of all my deeds
I was willing to prevent
Myself from every harm
Till I found the perfect way To be the wild sheep in the farm
It’s ok
Not to be
Ever perfect
Just gotta be love
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8. |
Territórios
04:28
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No princípio era terra e céu e treva e o abissal
E pelo suor até ateu
Deus pagava em pá de sal mas com acídia em seu colo o homem viu o sal no solo e fez do solo um feudo
E da cerca veio o medo
E solidão
Vivendo como mercancia faltava engarrafar o ar
Aquela mais letal mentira é a que se escolhe acreditar “dou oito homens Pela terra mais suas filhas e a serra” se herdou capitania
Pensou que talvez poderia vender o chão
Um pé de cana para um de café no apetite industrial
“A burguesia vai viver de fé mas sem pecado original” migrando uganda à guiana e acorrentando os wayana isso, corta a própria córnea até pedir misericórdia
Mas sem perdão
Dos romanos eram os celtas e também um deus na cruz assim nasceu o Blues do delta de sangue que virava luz mas com o fim da escravatura jogaram roma na lavoura o karma vem com paciência humildade e Transcendência e remissão
A lua é pedra em arremesso
Uma terra a conquistar
Assim também é o meu berço
O meu escalpo e o meu cocar
De pai de mouros em turim
De mãe de negros e tupis
Que estão naquele território
Que prova tudo transitório
e ilusão
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9. |
Colors of The Fall
04:27
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The star I am staring at tonight
Has lit all the room with afternoon light The curtains on the eleventh floor Haunt away a ghost I saw from the door
And this is how I’ll keep you
Those days we were two
It was only you and I
I was yours and you were mine
You said we’d go back to be dust Now you arose from hell during dusk But in my heart what sun sets today Is the thing left unsaid that took you away
But this is how I’ll keep you
Those days we were two
It was only you and I
I was yours and you were mine
Oh, the colors of the Fall
The music down the hall
The shadow across the wall
Expecting for them all
Oh, the colors of the Fall
We faking on a ball
If God would not a-stall
Could heaven start to fall
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10. |
Lia
05:12
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Carlos Gayotto São Paulo, Brazil
Carlos Gayotto (aka KK) is a songwriter and filmmaker dedicating his life to multiplataform artistic creation. “Realize” is his second album, synthesizing 11 years of Krya Yoga Meditation in 10 compositions, inviting the listener to self perception.
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