1. |
Meet Me Here Now
04:31
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Meet me here now
Meet me there now
Let me color your demons
Bliss pigments rubbing off
Your immaculate virtue.
Gently I am willing,
To undress your soul,
Bathe you in caresses,
And dive into you.
Meet me there, now.
Come muddy your hands,
In the insidiousness of my thoughts.
Wade, Surely,
Through my resignation and doubts.
Spend countless hours,
Embroidering a million sparks (...).
What is the meaning of eternity,
If I don't see it reflected in your eyes.
Meet me here, now.
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2. |
The Scariest Wave
05:08
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The Scariest Wave
complexion
a day, a second
I once promised you forever
It's gone with the wind
the scariest wave
a moment
a sordid second
in the end, say good night
only a memory.
the scariest wave
they say, all good things must end
and I am not a saint
forever in your presence
forever in love
the scariest wave
I was your scariest wave
now, I am only your memories
but I don't want to live
without your memories
can't you see, by the dawn's early light,
here's a wound that never will heal
the scariest wave
I was your scariest wave
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3. |
The Reunion
04:10
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There's no magic in the cupboard
And No secret passage
No delivery of a sacred message
Randomly sent by a random Saint
There's just a cold and quiet deceit
When the beauty meets the beast
What a strange reunion
And such a smile on their pretty faces
Eyelids reddened by the sun
And the coma's leading my brain to nowhere
Null lands and sand, sand, just sand
A blind and dead star to soothe my pain
There's just a cold and quiet deceit
When the beauty meets the beast
What a strange reunion
And such a smile on their pretty faces
How come you talk to me like this?
How come you dare pissing on my gate?
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4. |
The Ruins of Me
04:35
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5. |
Baffin Sea
04:08
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Baffin Sea
My guys and I are flying high
Over Baffin Bay through to Nares Strait
Though the air is freezing
There’s no cloud to keep the suns at bay
Transporting hydrogen to the Chrome Dome
I’m sending you messages in copper bottles
But the cabin is on fire
Eject my friends over the water
I’ll bail out in time
In the freezing air over Baffin Island
Go run away from the ruthless enemy
Hide away under the cryptic sea
And the suns will melt the ice
Over Baffin Bay through Nares Strait
Though the air is freezing
They’ll burn my liquid body
Contaminate the whales
I’ll join the one-horned monsters
She’s the dream of a sea
A Goddamn fantasy
A fragment of pure light
Ice covering blanket and pillows
Over my burnt flesh
The lashes of your eyes
Coal-black and mesmerizing
The last vision before the crash
And the explosion of a thousand laughters
She’s the dream of a sea
A Goddamn fantasy
The lashes of your eyes
Coal-black and mesmerizing
A fragment of pure light
A never-sleeping ice pack
The last vision before the crash
And the explosion of a thousand laughters into
Terrorized agony
You’ll find me singing with
The one-horned monsters
(at the bottom of the Baffin Sea)
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6. |
Options
03:21
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Options
the relevant options
a huge and useless crusade
a monolithic stupidity
will drive you hardcore
i am governor clown
i am i finally
nothing works nothing goes
i'll never get there
there's a horrible chemical weapon
i've never seen
they didn't bother to wipe it back
the hollow kind:
spikes, nodes and humor
the Sound is experience
my brain goes around and out there
a dead bird will come down
the pure sound
from in and out
i am governor clown
i am i finally
nothing works nothing goes
i'll never get there
in the meantime,
you're going to a party
nothing works, nothing goes
you'll never get there
and now you run
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7. |
Lost Days
05:01
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8. |
Blood on the Tracks
03:55
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BLOOD ON THE TRACKS
1. There must be sweat'n'blood on each single track
2. A further locked groove bending and spitting truth
3. And if there's none of it, well then what's the deal?
4. I tell you, mate: We're in this for real!
5. Suck on that temper leaking out of these tracks
6. It's our fears and hopes compensating your lacks!
7. This sure is something that we can't conceal
8. ...or even choose, brother: It's just the way we feel.
C:
But publishing time is over, Fred!
The music industry's dead, dead, dead!
And how we laughed, as these wings were spread
And how we longed for more and without regret!
9. It kept us bugging through the pulsing rack
10. An unknown yearning reeling forth and back
11. And with some further melodies in the stack
12. We've been told to relapse and then to attack!
13. We'd kicked the brick, leaving out pretence
14. Mixing and hooking for some stronger blends
15. Sure all the purists left with a bleeding nose
16. As we were pushing harder 'til we overdosed!
C:
But publishing time is over, Fred!
The music industry's dead, dead, dead!
And how we laughed, as these wings were spread
And how we longed for more - Without regret!
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9. |
Trapped
05:01
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Trapped
Crooked trees got you
Bonded in wires of leaves
They slashed you away
And off their heart
You stood beside her
You lived beside her
You stood beside her
You lived beside her
Trapped
Before the tearing branches
And before the wind
Before the junk and the trunk
And before the veg in your belly
You stood beside her
You lived beside her
You lived beside her
You lived beside her
Trapped
Everything looked so easy
We just had to rush headlong
Knowing we could make it
Be the masters of our own destiny
And decide which way to go
We did what they couldn’t do
The fruits of love
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10. |
Hey Sister
03:00
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Hey Sister
Sister,
Don’t you weep ?
Sister,
Don’t you weep on me ?
And when the time has come
For me to leave
Don’t you weep on me
For the departed is always better
Always better off
Better off dead
I’m impatient to reach the day
When they’re gonna say about me
That I’m dead
This teenage dream is nothing
But I dare say it
What can I do with my kids and wife
And my dog and house
Where is he gone what is he doing?
I’m sorry to tell you that he passed away
He will never come back from his hunting game
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11. |
Mistaken
05:19
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Mistaken
Nothing makes sense anymore
These great expectations I’m leaving behind
Standing along a dusty path
A hammered waltz and some minor chords
Tricks sold in bag-of-three
Nothing makes sense anymore
The science of love - shaking hands
The tight embraces teach me nothing
Aimless caresses and deafening sighs
My high-speed chaos in the stats of road crashes
Our struck-down bodies waiting for emergency
The sluggish ending
Nothing Makes sense
I’ve been mistaken
If all the notes could bring me far away from here
In a world of oblivion and emptiness
Only the vibes of my heart would remain beating
In a half-measure world repeated for ever
My sons(/songs) will bring their own chaos
A little further down the road
A little further down the road
Nothing will make sense
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12. |
I'm Coming Your Way
05:10
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I'm coming your way.
The tallest trees donnot see where you're gone
The long distance birds cannot follow
And the rocks in the mountains are stuck in the ground
Drops of heavens falling on my cheeks
They do not tell me
They have nothing to say
My knees they come crush up my belly
My heart gets stung by hundreds of shards
All blown in and out between my ribs
Drops of acid falling along my cheeks
They tell me nothing
They have nothing to say
And it's all messed up
I'm coming your way
But it's all fucked up
I'm stretching out my arm
There's no one left.
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SONOVOX Grenoble, France
S O N O V O X :
.: Fred Bonnier :.
.: Vincent Tessaire :.
.: Thomas
Hueber :.
.: Guilhem Roux :.
.: Vincent Agache :.
SONOVOX is initially a voice, a bass and the mixing of musical styles at the crossroads of rock, electro and progressive music.
Live, Sonovox's music is interpreted by a line-up in place since 2020.
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