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natural disaster.

by Zoya

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I never thought I’d become so recluse Every time insanity scores I turn into A useless creature confined to this bedroom A sullen girl dreaming up memoirs of my youth I have to keep my body moving I have to keep my body moving I never thought I’d become so mute Every time I open my mouth I turn into A bruised up chest and a mangled A putrid taste, a tongue of doubts Every time i try to speak I lose sight of how, of how how, of how But, I have to keep my body moving I have to keep my body moving We make amends we hold grudges We never say sorry or we say it too much We either listen or we wait to speak We sometimes lend an ear and we can’t hear a thing These feet won’t rest till I get my rhythm back These feet won’t rest till I get my rhythm back These feet won’t rest till I get my rhythm back These feet won’t rest till I get mine I have to keep my body moving I have to keep my body moving
2.
Tattoos and cocaine nights under your eyes Headlights drown in the sea of darkness The desert never felt so quiet You pulled out one letter, I slightly remember The ink stained your left thigh When the car spun right Out of control We're daring damage to spoil our goods Just for fun Out of control I felt your heart beating under that hood I remembered saying come on It'll be fun We don’t need anyone We don’t need anyone We don’t need anyone We don’t need anyone Smoke, stars, and tires I tried to stop the fire Dust spinning in a sea of light The desert never felt so loud I pulled out of the drivers side, but this was the adventure of life The two of us, the two of us together Out of control We're daring damage to spoil our goods Just for fun Out of control I felt your heart beating under that hood I heard your voice saying go on Just run Crying out for someone Crying out for someone Crying out for someone Crying out for anyone
3.
Butterfly Hunter Butterfly Hunter Where did you go They told me you were Searching the mountain for a new set of wings Where oh where oh where Can i find a pair for a girl like me Butterfly Hunter Butterfly Hunter Where did you go I swear I saw you Dancing like a bird does only in the pouring rain Why oh why oh why Can’t I be the same The gods have nothing on us With yours wings on my arm We could tear the clouds apart Migrate to the stars Then honeymoon in galaxies far Then make heaven some art Butterfly Hunter Butterfly Hunter Butterfly Hunter Where did you go
4.
Many moons ago I was young and free, young and free I had someone to be, someone to be This wasn’t the plan but i heard When you make one all God does is laugh I can’t help but ask, so Is ambition really only poison in a jar Sitting on your shelf waiting to be mistaken for What we think we are Now I’m bound by fault lines Yeah, I’m shaking every time I speak Yeah, I'm shaking every time we meet And the earthquake, the earthquake is coming for me While the rest of the world stands still watching their watching, their watching Oh, many moons ago i was young and free, young and free I had someone to be, someone to be Nothing happens how it’s supposed to Because what’s supposed to never happens at all There’s a string in that idea How can I not feel attached? Because what i got i never wanted and what i wanted i, oh I never got How can i breathe when i hate my own history How can i breathe when i hate my own history Now I’m bound by fault lines Yeah, I’m shaking every time I speak Yeah, I'm shaking every time we meet And the earthquake, the earthquake is coming for me While the rest of the world stands still watching their watching, their watching What more can we create What more can we feel What more can we fake What more can we steal What more can we create What more can we feel What more can we fake What more can we steal What more can we create What more can we feel …What more can i do? …What more can i do? …What more can i do?
5.
She Sells 02:56
She sells sea souls by the seashore One fine collector of gypsy memories Carrying scratch paper in her purse-pocket She will catch your scent and trace a sketch She’ll never roam where she’s meant to Or ever come home when she’s told too You see her own rules, rule her land She sells sea souls by the seashore It's a wasteland in the civilized streets, Dispersed distant lovers Tied together by telephone towers Better off alone instead of anchored Better to roam then shadow strangers home You see, her first lover was lost at sea And her heart her heart it still rings Her chest crafts countless chemical cannons Spitting out tongue twisted words Her hands hold coughed up concrete You see, each city took parts of her and gave her Parts of it to keep Each city took parts of her and gave her Parts of it to keep She sells sea souls no more
6.
I could pray for humanity to human up Quit sweeping under carpets The tethered tangled trophy troubles of men That I hold in my pressed palms rested on every breathe You know with one step forward darling We've taken two steps back Seems to me we all just carry on Quietly carrying or own disasters But don't you know you should laugh while your’e here, right? Laugh until your stomach hurts and all the butterflies Cry, love, live Until you have nothing more to give Cry, love, live Until you have nothing more to give Fingerprints and DNA What really makes up an atom anyway? Boxed in bodies of skin, bones, blood and veins Even the mind can’t scrape itself out How did we end up so self-righteous thinking we can just Wait around to be saved Wait around, wait around Stop looking up at the sky and waiting around Wait around, wait around to be saved You know with one step forward darling We've taken two steps back Seems to me we all just carry on Quietly carrying or own disasters But don't forget you know you should laugh while your’e here, right? Laugh until your stomach hurts and all the butterflies Have flown to find the middle of the earth Cry, love, live until you have nothing more to give Cry, love, live until you have nothing more to give Nothing more to give Nothing more to give Cry, love, live Nothing more to give Cry, love, live
7.
How Far 04:12
Which do I bank on science or faith Which do I try to land on solid ground or space How far can I climb How far would I fly How far can I climb How far would I fly Why do we survive by only our hunger or thirst Why trample through life in skinny straight lines oh cause' this tight rope gets thinner & thinner This tight rope of time How far can I climb How far would I fly How far can I climb How far would I fly Let the wind carry your intention now and give in To the voice of the earth its making sounds The sound, the sound, the sound (hums) (do you hear it, do you hear it, do you hear it?) So i learned to weather storms in silence now Solicit my mind to rewire and rewind And train my heart stop falling falling In love with the girl i wish to be You see we put rules inside gods mouth To live without liabilities But how will you exploit the hours and minutes and seconds Between your entrance and exit How will you exploit the hours and minutes and seconds Between yours How far will you climb, how far will you fly How far can you climb, How far would you fly How far will you climb how far will you fly How far can you climb, How far would you fly Do you let the wind carry your intention now? And give in to the voice of the earth when it’s making sounds oh the sound the sound the sound (hums) (do you hear it, do you hear it, do you hear it?)

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released October 4, 2016

Vocals/Guitar - Zoya
Drums - Dhir Mody
Violin - Ajay Jayanti
Bass - Gianluca Liberatore
Flute - Gandhaar Amin
Piano - Jesse Rugio
Percussion/Shakers - Anand Bhagat
Solo Guitar - Anthony Cammarota

songs composed by Zoya
mixed by Vicente Espi, Songololo Studios
mastered by Jonathan Wyner

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Zoya

India born, California raised songstress, Zoya, has been praised by the likes of The Huffington Post, Wondering Sound, Rolling Stone India, ELLE and more for her innovative sound.

She has toured and opened for the likes of Kawehi, Storyman, Salman Rushdie, Ryan Scott, Raghu Dixit, Lucy Rose, Natty and more.
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