Lyrics
Rise of Brightness
I dream about the ocean but I see this wall just In front of my nose.
No brightness, no light, no sun.
The breeze of the hills would be caressing your skin;
The singing of the trees, the sunset, the dawn, the storm.
I would like to be now lying on the grass just watching the sky.
No worries, no fear, no time.
The dance of the clouds would be drawing the sea;
The brightness of your dreams, the Freedom, the smiles, the hugs.
Wherever that you are breathing,
No matter any fearness,
Your eruption will grow;
your flame will rise and flow.
When I feel stunned by the voices of my head
I try to run away with music to heal, to breath.
The fearness of darkness tries to haunt me down,
The Beatings of the heart are those that will guide us at night.
When you suffocate your soul with greed your heart starts to bleed;
no seeds in the ground, no life.
The less that you want is the less that you need,
Your tremble will begin, releasing the past behind.
Wherever that you are breathing,
No matter any fearness,
Your eruption will grow;
your flame will rise and flow.
Blue Country
I found myself in a country house
Surrounded by the people of the town.
There´s was a band playing bluegrass and everybody was drunk.
Smoke and Beer, Guitar, Banjo and mandolin.
The Dobro Slide started to cry
And Violin melodies were above the Staff.
Mandolin strums hit the strings and bluegrass rhythm caught me.
The hit of the spoons, dancing under the full moon.
Surrounded with the Contrabass,
The Walking Fingers dance in the fretless arm.
The “Caged” System on guitar, alternate Picking, steel strings.
A Great jig Dance, Scottish Whisky, Irish Dance Reel.
I found myself driving a tractor
Dodging chicken, cows, sheep and pigs.
The farmer with his shotgun was trying to catch me.
Sadly for him, he was drunker than me
Riding like a “tractor Horseman”,
Flying on the green grass of the farm.
Suddenly the tractor Hit the big farm house.
The Beer was spilled and everybody wanted to kill me.
I started running for my life,
The Bluegrass band wanted to kick my ass.
Dodging Kicks, mandolins, bottles of whisky.
Suddenly I wake up. That was my Countryside wild night.
Erupción
In the searching of finding a wild calmness
That allows us to star painting all inside us.
We took the colors of the hope to embrace the haleness
That will guide us with the ancestors of this wild night.
And every time we are trying to let rage go
And that hard Shock to let love grow.
And everywhere hate is infecting our souls
In this mad World of greed and loathe
In the pursuit of dreaming high with your enchantment
That would shine us with magic daylight all around us.
We learned to leave our pain behind and move up forward,
No matter how hard life has hit us. We don´t look back.
And every time we are trying to let rage go
And that hard Shock to let love grow
And everywhere hate is infecting our souls
In this mad World of greed and loathe
We are turning on through this wild path
And trembling our thoughts,
Healing our harmed Souls.