Ongaku

by Matt Sablan

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released 28 November 2011

Shoutouts to Trina for the pic!

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Track Name: Summer Snow
A summer day just chillin by the shoreline
days like these is when I wish I had some more time
and from the first signs of the sunrise I'm
keepin my mind off the goodbye
And when the sunsets, some rest
but for others it meant the fun comes next, yeah,
feelin good and the judge has surrendered
nights become hard to forget, or remember
Summer love is in the air
but by the next morning makeshift couples they won't even care
And in the winter it's different, there's warmth that needs to be filled when its all gone missin
Lost in the bonfire flames with thoughts re-arranged
while the process of change, it feels so near
And after all the smoke is cleared
I sit n wonder where to go from here


Feelings just come n go
Floatin on like summer snow
Get it back, get it back to me
Get it back, get it back to me


The same people you grew up with now grow apart
and new faces mean another trip back to the start
You say its okay but you really meant "no"
its hard to hold on, but harder to let go
I need a breather from the chaos, fly away time for takeoff to shake off
all the weight on my shoulders for just a minute
stop n catch a cool breeze, watch a sunset image
Good company is always good company
sharing little stories, yeah it feels so brotherly
At the same time a new chapter is being written
"the next part of our lives" fits the description
One breath in then one breath out
A stone age therapy for home-made doubts
The ashes point in the right direction
I don't know what's ahead but I know where I'm headed


Feelings just come n go
Floatin on like summer snow
Get it back, get it back to me
Get it back, get it back to me
Track Name: Blue Hours
Remember nights when we all laid outside
And when the sun came back at around 5
Lost track of the hours, but not time
And who we are, what we done, how we crossed lives
We decided skinny dippin was a true sport
Cold water got us nippin hardcore
Never really planned it, some call it an artform
Bright ideas, they always tend to spark more
Rockin Goodwill clothes brought it back in style
Nights lookin like our lungs: black n mild
Now I'm done with all the pullin-out-hair stress
Being care-free aint being care-less
Future felt buzzlightyears away
Far as the stars that we'd ponder n gaze
If tomorrow aint right, and yesterday left
then the day in between will be hard to for....


Hey can you tell if its night or day
When the moon has begun to fade
and the sun will be on its way
All these hours are ours


And if I only knew, I'd take time and paint the stained hours to blue
and these days those days aint seen the rays
of the daylight, they might fade away but we
Build bridges with no need for toll fees
Long talks the words turn to soulspeak
Warm thoughts it thaws out the cold feet
For the long march that we all see
All that's happened speaks more than whats said to me
All the damage just forms to a better me
So many people and places lie ahead of me
I'll get to know the world, spark a lil chemistry
We shake hands with the clock to stop and help ourselves find us
And, and, we takin moments from time and now all those moments are time-less


Hey can you tell if its night or day
When the moon has begun to fade
and the sun will be on its way
All these hours are ours