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Frozen Caravels

by Equations

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1.
Poseidon's 02:51
The question is sitting in the waiting room The question was there Putting days close to your ear, and so I made my way to the sea with the intent Of leaving boxes filled with wood, books and porcelain Anchored, for my eyes to see Trains are sleeping where they used to run And that noise is coming from that quiet hotel, Well I saw you there, you’re using rooms as blouses I, revealed my secret In the shores Where we once Had half the world
2.
This is the smile of an hunter, holding keys, Keeping letters blank, using his rifle as a cane If only There is nothing that binds my boots to the soft spring There is nothing that binds my harpoons There is nothing that binds my boots to the soft sping Because everything in this house Keeps on moving, wooden fingers try to hide my light But this is not my last place The Past comes in boxes But the words that used to move us, Now rest, if only, as if only, as if The places that we know, Try to hide from us, As we point our minds to doubt Our feet to rest We will try to catch them, someday Our minds to rest Our eyes to sleep I’ve got years to enjoy idleness To watch and smile with a stained shirt Like a wolf in the snow If Only.
3.
Coronado 04:35
When I first met you there was a fire, In your house I drove my attention, to the crossroads of astonishing cities Only daydreaming was on my travelling plans You built a house, with paper fences and fragile roofs You built a house, with paper fences and fragile roofs With light hearts, you built a… Now, I’m more easily seduced by the colours of a pixelized portrait When I first met you, there was a fire in your house And a strange look in your (face) The Orchestra with sirens and seagulls The Orchestra with sirens and seagulls Some time ago, Miss 11, Mister 36, joined, Miss 11 We still recognise, that freshness, Words running, smiles showing, hair dancing…
4.
5.
I move the course of my writing to you now In these odd times, could this new history erase us? Will you let the cascade of iron and gunpowder enters in your room? In my home, the smell never changes Only when a new season is about to come, and I deeply used to enjoy it. It was like, recovering the sense of smell. But now, it’s changing for something already known I feel like Edmond without persistence Without, a knob to turn I hope these words find you in good health When the time comes Will you let the sun, touch your skin again? Or do you feel like a rusty bench which finds rest when the winter comes? With lost time I create monuments with no names
6.
Blankets and sofas will dance To the sound of the blues In this room, In this room, with this groom The Weddings are starting The Stores are closing, and this, Yellow spots reminds me of the taste of concrete We are the spinning toupies, we are We keep the spinning toupies, we are the spinning toupies Will an April’s morning veil, bring boats of joy? Will an April’s morning veil, bring boats? A Stranger Arrives and brings misfortune, upon the chest wounded Sing, Sing, Milady is Wearing Pearls, Pearls The lion’s wound is fresh and messy As the building is rising, her eyes are closing and some words were left behind Silence leaves a mark, in room 46 Tired shoes are put to rest now Are put to rest now They are gone Thieves, steal your dreams while sleeping, Innocent pearls sink ships, sink ships But you’re sleeping so tight A loner, in morning sheets Milady is wearing pearls
7.
Domovoi 02:00
You dress the words that you use As if the tailor waited at your door The time has come for you, to stay home An audience composed by discoloured leaves and silhouettes of furniture First, I took it for a shadow, but in that beard I’ve counted years of wisdom
8.
Running through the fields, kissing the grass like a madman That once wore the skin of heroes But was defeated by the grey Colossal grey Take that red, and wash it away Take that red, and wash it away And in the iron arms of the unrest I lost my travels through simplicity I lost my time with vague smiles I lost it I lost it I lost it From our walls From our walls We can see the irony In our lives Touch my face Touch my face But leave the room But leave the room Take that red That that red And wash it once Irony moved my life From our walls, we can see
9.
I received your words with trembling hands These riddles are now part of my routine I also feel, the same lack of will to embrace this new story To embrace this foundations And to walk the streets calm and silent. And the sun touches my skin everyday Bring, bring, those riddles to the coffee table and serve them with tea We will be to statues, watching life through the spectator view.
10.
It rains in my Silenced by It rains in my Silenced by It rains in my mind Silence I, once heard a man telling tales for the stones He caught her atention I, once heard a man telling tales, for the stones So my ears would follow Her This fool’s imagination runs the newspapers of tomorrow The billboards are changing, and i’m glad we are still here Near this fountain, we’re forgotten hounds Come for a drink The smoke of factories The fog of the night They try to put me away They try to pot us away They try They run

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released March 26, 2012

Equations are:

Bruno Martins - Vocals. Guitar.
Gonçalo Duarte - Synth. Guitar.
Vítor Barros - Guitar.
Zé Pedro - Drums.
Zézé - Bass.


Addicional vocals and drums by Ricardo Martins, Iuri Silva, Makoto Yagyu and Bráulio Amado.

Recorded at Black Sheep Studios in Sintra, Portugal between 2010 and 2011. All tracks produced by Makoto Yagyu, Fábio Jevelim and Equations. Drums tuning and recording aided by Chris Common.

Artwork by Bráulio Amado (www.braul.io)

Spiritual Guidance by Bartholomew Faraday.

Lovers & Lollypops, 2012.

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