"Fortune Tellin' EP", by tropiques

"Fortune Tellin' EP"

by tropiques

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1.	Ballad of the Pale Travellers 03:23	lyrics
The pale travellers left their homes In search of other shores We’re broken-hearted men In dry and and foreign lands But we’ll rise again All the beauty under the sun All the times we fell in love Will never draw a veil Over our native pain And we’ll rise again One summer morning you came to me Came for water and sleep We rode through the midnight sun We could see See the wind The howls of rage are deafening With joy and blood and bravery It’s time to dry our eyes We’re coming home tonight We’ll rise again One summer evening you came to me With your sorrow and grief We rode through the midnight sun We could hear Hear the wind
2.	To The Sea 04:14	lyrics
If there’s a home away from these shores Where would it be As an outcast of genuine hopes I retreat I see my country stray from my sight In a pale moon scene Desolation slowly subsides A soothing dawn appears Ship of tears Carry me along the stream I shall be released at last And for now Lay me down To the open-ended sea As grief flows within me For another year Shelter is nowhere to be found For the ones who seek Beauty out of broken stones And gold from mines of misery The view is clear as the mist goes by Exile is finally here Those days I was searching on my own Are all over Ship of tears Carry me along the stream I shall be released at last But for now Lay me down To the open-ended sea As grief flows within me For a thousand years
3.	Variations on Chitepo Avenue 04:45
4.	Motherland 03:57	lyrics
He was born and raised In the remoteness of a cold southern land Where people hide their pains And fall into old age As straight as drops of rain He left his home In search of an enlightening cause He met like-minded men And in cellars filled with damp They talked for hours on end Oh Motherland You have kneeled and bowed to shame Soon enough Your true sons will embrace Your soul again He saw the warden’s eyes He saw weakness and conceit combined As the door shut on himself He washed his dirty hands Said “this can’t be the end” Oh Motherland You have kneeled and bowed to shame Soon enough Your true sons will embrace Your soul again
5.	Stay On The Run 03:22	lyrics
Lay down your weary eyes in mine babe Their bright summer colours gently faded away In loneliness lies a pleasure Your thousand tears won’t measure Turn off your heart Close the door Oblivious of space and time you’re sneaking In every corner of a meditating soul By the time the snow comes falling You better be leaving Grab your warm scarf Hit the road Now don’t you hide babe Behind this image of happiness May the sun shine Through your dull life of fogginess Stay on the run Glowing are the ages I remember A sign of you to hang on to For then and later Now a desert land of ashes Keeps away those flashes Of sweet memories that are blown Now don’t you hide babe Behind this image of happiness May the sun shine Through your dull life of fogginess Stay on the run
6.	Lighthouse 07:13	lyrics
Had enough of the city’s shades of fiery white Tryin’ to tame these demons of mine but they’re too hard to fight Somehow this fire keeps burning in me For all of the love I still need to set free I’m so tired tonight The lighthouse is near Had enough of the suffering and the useless pains Tryin’ to turn these heartaches inside me into tears of rage While somehow this fire keeps burning in me Revives all the dreams that seemed lost in the years I’m so tied tonight But the lighthouse is near There’s a change in the weather From the underground’s entrails There’s a lift in the spirit Of the workingmen We’re so tired of roaming Through these solitary plains Now we’re howling at the sun And we’re marching In a silent rage Had enough of the city’s shades of fiery white Tryin’ to tame these demons of mine but they’re too hard to fight All around town the boredom sets in The crowds come undone and the sky it stops raining I’d go hide tonight But the lighthouse is near There’s a change in the weather From the underground’s entrails There’s a lift in the spirit Of the workingmen We’re so tired of roaming Through these solitary plains Now we’re howling at the sun And we’re marching In a silent rage

about

"FORTUNE TELLIN’ EP"

by

TROPIQUES

HST59 - COELACANTH/HISSTOLOGY RECORDS 2015.

All songs by Rabih Daher, Ranaivo Haga, Karim-Antoine Megarbane and Fidy Sambilo except 'Variations on Chitepo Avenue' improvised by Charif Megarbane with the band.

Produced by tropiques.

Personnel:

Rabih Daher: vocals, guitar, bass

Ranaivo Haga: piano, organ, backing vocals

Karim-Antoine Megarbane: drums, percussions, backing vocals

Fidy Sambilo: vocals, guitar, bass

Charif Megarbane: lead guitar on tracks 1, 2, 3 and 5

Pierre-Elie Robert: trumpet on track 1 and keyboard on track 6

Hanna Robert: violin on track 2

Composed in Antananarivo, Beirut, Harare, Montreal and Paris by the band. Recorded in Paris by the band and in Geneva by Thomas Molinas and Ejay Vanderson. Mixed in Paris by Pierre-Elie Robert and Clément Roussel

Mastered in Paris by Clément Roussel

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