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Circles
03:07
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Circling around to narrow it down
I’m getting closer, I’m getting closer
Pulled by the sound of water underground
Follow the water, follow the water
Who knew I could learn to put myself first
Now I’ll take my turn, and I’ll break this curse
Are you ready baby to really see me ?
I’d rather choose to be on my own
Than working for two and still feel alone
Are you ready baby to open up ?
Circling around to narrow it down
I’m getting closer, I’m getting closer
Pulled by the sound of water underground
Follow the water, follow the water
Who knew that to fight for my own desires
Would mean cutting ties with old parasites
Am I ready to be who I’m supposed to be ?
When one door opens up, another one closes
I never seem to know what’s the right dosage
Am I ready to leave the past behind me ?
Circling around to narrow it down
I’m getting closer, I’m getting closer
Pulled by the sound of water underground
Follow the water, follow the water
Circling around to narrow it down
I’m getting closer, I’m getting closer
Pulled by the sound of water underground
Follow the water, follow the water
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2. |
Mermaids
03:38
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I look around, I’m feeling safe and sound
I woke up next to mermaids bathing in the sun
They make me count my blessings from the ground
Make me memorize and put them in a song
They can take what they want from me
They know best what is best for me
To set me free
And when they sing, they put their hearts in sync
And tell the stories that we really need to hear
And they release fears of surrendering
And leave you feeling ready for what’s coming in
They can take what they want from me
They know best what is best for me
To set me free
And if you leave, it’s alright
They’ll comb my hair with sunlight
To make it shine
I wish the moon would come out
Their colors blooming at night
Make us feel alive
And if you leave, it’s alright
They’ll comb my hair with sunlight
To make it shine
I wish the moon would come out
Their colors blooming at night
Make us feel alive
And when the light is setting
And we get tired of playing
Softly as silky beddings
They’ll tuck you in
And in the air of morning
You’ll feel their warmth lingering
Reminding us that we know
How to come back home
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3. |
Little Pleasures
03:56
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In the effort I collected
Little pleasures all for myself
Many guilty feelings stay
Looking back I did know why
We kept quiet as not to crack
Under pressure we sure are bait
I lay my head on a moving bed
And wonder why I cannot sleep
It’s easy to forget, when gasping for some air
What makes us will unmake us in the end
In the fall we thought of ways
To stand tall and retaliate
Only fools will be left behind
When the light comes on again
Will our eyes lie to our brain
To explain what they will find ?
I lay my head on a moving bed
And wonder why I cannot sleep
It’s easy to forget, when gasping for some air
What makes us will unmake us in the end
I lay my head on a moving bed
And wonder why I cannot sleep
It’s easy to forget, when gasping for some air
What makes us will unmake us in the end
Little Pleasures
Little Pleasures
Little Pleasures
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4. |
Les Marées
03:38
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C’est vrai que je me rends malade
À force de te regarder
Les choses que tu caches valent
La peine d’être considérées
Je repartirai en cavale
Pour mieux continuer d’éviter
Les choses qu’au mieux je ravale
Qu’au pire vont m’intoxiquer
C’est fou ce qui remonte le courant
C’est doux même si ça gronde sans bon sens
J’ai beau penser pouvoir tout contrôler
Quand les marées racontent, l’on se tait.
C’est vrai que je me rends malade
À toujours faire semblant de rien
Je suis en train de mettre la table
Comprendre ce qui fait du bien
Je me mènerai en bateau
Pour garder la tête hors de l’eau
Mais la rumeur ne meurt pas seule
On ne finit jamais un deuil
C’est fou ce qui remonte le courant
C’est doux même si ça gronde sans bon sens
J’ai beau penser pouvoir tout contrôler
Quand les marées racontent, l’on se tait
Quand les marées racontent, l’on se tait.
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5. |
Holiday
02:59
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Take me away
With all the light inside your soul
The love in your bones
Take me away with you
I know that you stayed
Probably just a bit too long
You tried our way to be strong
You knew better than this
Love comes in every shade
Oh you know what to do
You’re like a holiday
I only wait for you
But you get away
And I can finally learn to be
Not as greedy as I’ve been
Not angry or even grim
You knew a boy who looked a little bit like me
He sat across from you to keep you company
People will deny you, but they don’t understand
What love can really do if you give it a chance
But they look away
I’ll never stop looking at you
And I let go of what I knew
Take it away with you
Take it away will you
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6. |
Nothing Comes for Free
03:59
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Whatever you got left to say to me
Now would be a good time
We never were ones for talking
It’s a shame, but it’s alright
One, two, three, oh mommy
I’ll never be as free as you can be
But I’m making my way home
One, two, three, oh darling
I’ll never be nearly quite as charming
But I’m never lonely in a song
She never went out of her way to open up to me
But then I guess I can’t really say
No one knew her better than me
Now she used to say :
Nothing comes for free
Nothing comes for free
Nothing comes for free
Whatever you got left to say to me
Now there’ll never be a good time
We never were ones for talking
It’s a shame, baby it’s a shame
One, two, three, oh mommy
Why do they all keep calling me crazy
It’s a long, long road staying out of trouble
One, two, three, oh darling
We might just get what we had coming
It’s a trade I’m willing to make
She never went out of her way to open up to me
But then I guess I can’t really say
No one knew her better than me
You’re gonna cry about it
Make a big deal about it
Never shut up about it
Never get over it
Now she used to say :
Nothing comes for free
Nothing comes for free
Nothing comes for free
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7. |
Pictures of Mountains
03:44
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When you’ve outgrown the place, it’s already late
You keep looking back at your old self
Can we really fight the feeling we get
When all things seem to fall into place
Finding peace is my new kind of pain
A new key for an old way in
The mind stays tough
But the skin still welcomes the sun
Looking straight at everything you got
It feels less like work and more like fun
Clearly I don’t know how to be with you
Knowing that kind of hurts me too
Every change is more important than me
There’s a strength in letting go of ideas
Sometimes complying is life
Showing you what’s right
There’s a hole that’s been dug in my heart
And I fill it with pictures of mountains
There’s a song that’s been stuck in my head
And I sing it to the void
There’s a hole that’s been dug in my heart
And I fill it with pictures of mountains
There’s a song that’s been stuck in my head
And I sing it to the void
We go until the sun goes down
We go until the sun comes up
We go until the sun goes down
We go until the sun comes up
There’s a hole that’s been dug in my heart
And I fill it with pictures of mountains
There’s a song that’s been stuck in my head
And I sing it to the void
There’s a hole that’s been dug in my heart
And I fill it with pictures of mountains
There’s a song that’s been stuck in my head
And I sing it to the void
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8. |
Something Left to Save
04:07
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A deeper sense of knowing
A doe no more afraid of the lights
I live on a bridge between material and dreams
I feel like floating over the trees
Can you feel the resistance ?
Can you tell the difference with standing your ground ?
With our egos out the way
We just need to celebrate what counts
I’ve had enough of hiding in denial
I’m no more scared of being special
I’ve had enough of eating crumbs out of your hands
Hoping there’s something left to save
Giving advice is easy
I’m working on receiving for once
No compromising on curiosity
You might be onto something big
Gotten used to resistance
Now it looks like avoidance
Can’t lose if you don’t play
I’ve had enough of hiding in denial
I’m no more scared of being special
I’ve had enough of eating crumbs out of your hands
Hoping there’s something left to
I’ve had enough of hiding in denial
I’m no more scared of being special
I’ve had enough of eating crumbs out of your hands
Hoping there’s something left to save
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9. |
Baby Steps
03:22
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You’re not the one to hold me back
When did we start to think like that
We’re sure afraid to lose control
We’re scared to let our greatness show
All things meant to be outgrown
All things said to make us whole
You want a bit of everything
But I’m not here to entertain
We only knew to push so hard
I let down my guard, I let down my guard
I get out as fast as I get in
It’s only baby steps from here
Late blooming is my new thing
Slow down the rhythm, take it in
All things meant to be outgrown
All things said to make us whole
You want a bit of everything
But I’m not here to entertain
We only knew to push so hard
I let down my guard, I let down my guard
I wake up in the morning sun
Forget about the things I’ve done
I wake up in the morning sun
Forget about the things I’ve done
I’d rather take days one by one
It’s not over ‘till it’s done
You want a bit of everything
But I’m not here to entertain
We only knew to push so hard
I let down my guard, I let down my guard
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10. |
Crossing Waters
04:13
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We’re risking the open ocean
Steering a ship in motion
I get lost in the expectations
Maintaining pressure every waking hour
Blending unusual colors
We’re cutting the air like feathers
But all I seem to remember
Is how we doubted each other, saw the worst in the other
But I won’t pretend I’m always there
I won’t believe I’m better than
My modesty always tends
It tends to be so arrogant
Call me on my bullshit, call me by my name
I’m stepping up my game, I’m stepping up my game
Call me on my bullshit, call me by my name
I’m definitely game, I’m definitely game
Call me on my bullshit, call me by my name
I’m stepping up my game, I’m stepping up my game
Call me on my bullshit, call me by my name
I’m definitely game
Softly as in a morning sunrise
Meet me halfway where my hope lies
So I can finally believe what my eyes see
A few second chances, a new fabric stretches
We grow, we grow
We burned our defenses, we’re learning a new language
We flow, we flow
But I won’t pretend I’m never there
I won’t believe I’m lesser than
My modesty always tends
It tends to be so arrogant
Call me on my bullshit, call me by my name
I’m stepping up my game, I’m stepping up my game
Call me on my bullshit, call me by my name
I’m definitely game, I’m definitely game
Call me on my bullshit, call me by my name
I’m stepping up my game, I’m stepping up my game
Call me on my bullshit, call me by my name
I’m definitely game
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11. |
Waves
03:25
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Here comes a tide with waves just as high
As only you can handle
Nowhere to hide, the way is to dive
Straight into them
Your heart is strong, and there’s nothing wrong
With being scared of the water
So breathe in, breathe out, and know that your life
Always meant to bring you here
Here comes a tide with waves just as high
As only you can handle
Nowhere to hide, the way is to dive
Straight into them
Your heart is strong, and there’s nothing wrong
With being scared of the water
So breathe in, breathe out, and know that your life
Always meant to bring you here
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Halde Montreal, Québec
Après le succès de Groenland, Sabrina s'installe dans une petite maison à Chertsey pour guérir et créer. Son premier album
solo sortira en 2022.
After Groenland's success, Sabrina moves into her little cottage in Chertsey to heal and create.
Her 1st solo album is coming out in 2022.
***Percussive, melodic and heartful pop indie music***
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