1. |
Water Rising
04:54
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2. |
Just A Stranger
04:47
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I don’t know how to apologize
I don’t want to learn how to realize
That your demons are just the same as mine
Why is it so hard sometimes to treat you kind?
My reflection smiles at me
Just a stranger I’ll never see
It’s been a while now I don’t really feel at home
As we’re surrounded by slowly crumbling stone
I rest my head without a shoulder, but it’s getting colder
As I forget the things I told her
My reflection smiles at me
Just a stranger I’ll never see
I’ll swallow the words that feed your pain
I don’t want to see you hurt, not in my name
Blinded windows, cannot see where i go
I admire how you always seem to know
My reflection smiles at me
Just a stranger I’ll never see
I’ll swallow the words that feed your pain
I don’t want to see you hurt, not in my name
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3. |
Keep Your Cool
04:21
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Morning fog over the grass
Wipe it off the bathroom glass
Misty mirror, I couldn’t see any clearer
I couldn’t find my lonely smile
I’ve been up for a while
Keep my feet on the ground
But my head’s in a cloud, thoughts are so loud
As I feel I slowly drown
But you keep your cool
I am just a fool
Tried putting my heart under a lens
Must confess, it didn’t make any sense
So I left it in my pocket, I don’t know if I’ll let you unlock it
For I have lost who I was
When my heart didn’t fit any more
Don’t let me try yours, for you will need it far more
When you leave mine on the floor
When you leave mine on the floor
But you keep your cool
I am just a fool
I’ll be around a little less
I am just a lonely mess
Don’t pay any attention, to my lovely intentions
I won’t bother you for long
Say the words and I’ll be gone
But you keep you cool
I am just a fool
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4. |
Smell Of Spring
03:43
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The smell of spring
My innocence
The sense that I’d be different
The need to run kicks in
I wish I were enough
Are your hands slightly rough?
Is your gaze a little off?
You don’t see about me
I slowly fall
Selective memory
I believe
This empty fantasy
No relieve
I’m trapped in this lonely game
As I lose track of its blurry frame
Is it all my illusion?
What about your confusion?
Please don’t say you knew the way
That it’s just my own haze
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5. |
Smile Before I Go
05:44
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I think I love to lose my mind
I am a dreamer of the silly kind
Just a game of speculation, in my imagination
Would you be so kind, to shine some light on this situation?
Or maybe I’ll just smile before I go
I think I love a summer breeze
And maybe adore the way you tease
But it’s all part of my inventions, you don’t know my intentions
I would love to let you know
But maybe I’ll just smile before I go
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Light at dawn, cinnamon eyes
Silhouettes painted in black
Evening train, and my lonely face
Pressed against the window pane
Just like the rain
Secret wounds hidden inside
Careful lines drawing my life
The light blinds my broken heart
I don't want to face the dark
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7. |
Got Me Waiting
04:14
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Do you need to wonder if it changes with time?
And do you need to wander back and forth in my mind,
Let's rewind; what happened this time?
It may not be your choice but you have got me waiting
You have got me waiting so long
Do you need maybe a painting's explanation?
Can't you read my color's explicit situation
Slowly fall in love where love is broken
Can't help falling into something broken, broken
It may not be your choice but you have got me waiting
You have got me waiting so long
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I know a man with a broken heart
He says he wants that no one will
Feel the pain a woman once
Caused him and he's broken still
Caused him and he's broken still
I know a man with a broken heart
He says he tries to be kind
But my, how did this woman once
Break his heart and now mine
Break his heart and now mine
Eyes that make the night seem darker
Eyes so bright the sun won't shine
Eyes that show a man's been whining
Eyes that cry will soon be mine
Eyes that cry will soon be mine
I know a man with a broken heart
He said he tried to be kind
But made mistakes like this woman once
Now the broken heart is mine
Now the broken heart is mine
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Martina & The C Paris, France
Formation de rock panoramique aux
influences diverses, le groupe est
composé de musiciens issus de la
scène
rock et jazz qui mettent en commun leur
héritage musical au service de la
narration des compositions de Martina
Gouet.
Depuis le premier album, le groupe
explore de nouveaux territoires sonores
où se mêlent chant, séquences
d’improvisées, textures spatiales et riffs
furieux
... more
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