I Temple [ Experimental Music Band ] Album: Expansion / Year: 2023
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Track #1 Pandora Songwriting / Lyrics & Music by: Karla Santa Anna
And it feels like the end of the world, though you know, you really really know it's not true. We’ve been tricked How many times? It’s been happening already a lot for a while. It’s time to run and you know where, it’s not outside this time, no, that’s not, that’s not the place. Go take a deep breath 'cause you will face the darkest of the darkest and who knows how much will it take.
Open your Pandora. Come back stronger. You know the way. (x2)
Swallow yourself, crawl through your branches, through your webs, don’t ask and go as deep as you can. Hey! Trust your touch while you can’t see. Mr. Time will open you the door whenever you’re ready. There you will find the tiniest light, you’ll guide yourself back and feel “The end of the world” was such a scam. Feel that Big Bang. Emerge to blue. Walk to your massive orange that is out there waiting just for you.
Open your Pandora. Come back stronger. You know the way.
Go on and ‘llora’. Create a whole river. Come back stronger and surf your own waves.
Track #2 Lonely Bubble Songwriting / Lyrics & Music by: Karla Santa Anna
Stretch. I need some space. You have your space. I have my space. Hey, hey, hey! You're too close, don't stare at me, there's another sidewalk over there, move back to your own space.
So, go and move! You move your legs, you cross the street and don't come back 'cause this is my my my own space.
Don't ever come back. Please don't return, doing a weird zig-zag a bad moonwalk, a bad slow-mo reverse.
Hey! Don't you dare! Hey! Don't you see? 'cause if you're in my space Yeah! Well my bubble breaks! It's hard to clean 'cause it's so huge and I'm sure it'll be a mess so much dark soap everywhere.
Reverse mo-slow bad a, walkmoon bad a, zag-zig weird a doing return don't please back come ever don't!
Stretch!
Track #3 Candy Songwriting / Lyrics & Music by: Karla Santa Anna
May you have a beautiful life. May you dare to challenge the horn. Spicy and glam will come after you in an 18 leather-seat limo.
You'll seem fine and drink the champaign. White magic will spin in your nose. Yellow glass will filter your sun. Goosebumps everywhere, it's hard to say, and you'll wonder if this is for real, and you'll wonder if these are fake notes. All of a sudden you're so artificial. All you are and always were is light.
Goosebumps everywhere, it's hard to say. Silver trays reflect your smile, though when you look at yourself in the eye there's no chance you can lie. Cotton candy melts so quick. Everybody wants to crash. Nonsense wins the war against the moon. Walk away.
Nonsense wins the war against the moon. Walk away. Nonsense wins the war against the moon. Walk away. Nonsense wins the war against the moon. Walk away. Walk away. Walk away. Walk away.
Track #4 Storm Inspired by the free verse poem: Chapter 22 by: Eduardo Cisneros Broissin Songwriting / Lyrics adapted by: Karla Santa Anna / Music by: Karla Santa Anna
The storm is here along somewhere in the sea, the sky is falling apart, breathe just breathe. Are you gonna light my life again? Seed love and passion in my heart, you are the one that I want.
🎵 The storm is here along somewhere in the sea, the sky is falling apart, breathe just breathe.
Are you gonna light my life again? Are you gonna light my life again? Seed love and passion in my heart, you are the one that I want.
Fight, just fight. We are gonna save each other. We are gonna melt everything keeping our own path.
Carry on, just carry on. Breathe, just breathe. Breathe, just breathe. Fight, just fight. Live, just live.
Carry on, carry on. Breathe, just breathe. Just breathe. Fight, just fight. Live, just live.
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Track #5 The suit Songwriting / Lyrics & Music by: Karla Santa Anna
Role models. Old mold on rusty molds. Cookie-cutter beauty. Perfect light in the hall. Immaculate suits. Rehearsed smiles. Sad mirrors. Oh, what a waste of time. To yourself, be kind.
Run. 🎵
There are no special days. Just watch: The suit. Those fake inspirations that push you to start. Beware, the wind is strong and time is gold, with luck… with luck you won’t notice.
Don’t fail in this, this, this is yours. Stay true to yourself. There are no special days. Just watch: The suit. Those fake inspirations that push you to start. Beware, the wind is strong and time is gold.
With luck you won’t notice. Don’t fail in this. This, this, this is yours. Be kind to yourself. There are no special days. Just watch: The suit. Those fake inspirations that push you to start. Beware, the wind is strong and time is gold. With luck you won’t notice.
Don’t fail in this. This, this is yours. Stay true to yourself.
Be gold, be bold, become a bee Be-Be-Bop-a-Lula Baaaam-booooo!
Don’t fail in this. This, this is yours. Stay true to yourself. Be gold, be bold, become a bee Be-Be-Bop-a-Lula Baaaam-booooo!
Track #6 Lengua Materna Songwriting / Lyrics by: Karla Santa Anna / Back Track by: Reed Thomas Lawrence
A...E...I...O...U U...O...I...E...A
A E I O U I used to say but I cut my tongue one day, I woke up talking "blue-red" with more R's and less "erre", it was not me, my mother tongue was left behind, I had to bury it for a while, erase it from my mind.
From my mind... Erase it from my mind.
Cempasúchil flowers and mexican candles, please... for my tongue that it seems so dead now. Where have you gone? I can't talk or roll you anymore.
You had to sleep for a while. I want you to come back and from the ashes, rise. Lengua materna get out and speak out.
A E I O U U... U O I E A A...
Aquí estoy a ningún pinche lado voy. Sé que hiberno pero vuelvo, soy un ente vivo. Como alfombra roja desenrollo y me estiro, digo "erre con erre" enterrarme no; soy lengua fuerte.
U O I E A A... A E I O U U... UUUUUUUUUUU.... U O I E A ... A E I O U U... U O I E A ... A E I O U U... U O I E A ... A E I O U U... U O I E A ... A E I O U U...
Track #7 The Right Lane Inspired by the free verse poem: WCM by: Eduardo Cisneros Broissin Songwriting / Lyrics adapted by: Karla Santa Anna / Music by: Karla Santa Anna
Take the right lane I’m your worst-case scenario. and you’re looking for it. You don’t know it but I know for sure ‘cause I have been there too. I have the curse and you have no clue.
I’m the dark desire you’re ashamed of. I’m the little love that you refused to give. I’m the tears that you weep on Sundays. I’m the sea missing drowning man. I’m the memory you threw apart and maybe the dark at the bottom, at the bottom of your heart.
Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide but oh, it’s a hell of a ride! Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide but oh, oh, oh, it’s a hell of a ride! A hell, a hell, a hell… when you have the worst-case scenario aside.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, take the right lane. I’m your worst-case scenario and I’m here so you can take it out.
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