Trees Will Tell – About Crosses With No Name

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Taken from our new LP “NEGATIVE RESULTS” OUT SOON in all digital and physical formats.

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In every corner of this world, there is a life, a story filled with pleasure, and pain and demons and love and every word we never said because everything moves too fast. That’s who we are. A generation that can’t stop for a second. At the end, in our silence, this problems become crosses. Crosses that we carry on our backs without talking about them because of fear, fear of failing, fear of been judge, fear of being the outcast. There’s a social stigma on mental disorders, and the way they’re shown in our collective unconscious. Anxiety, depression and other struggles are half way between jokes, shame and negligence everyday, until the outcome is catastrophic. Now, more than ever, as we continue in confinement, some of this struggles will become even more real, and we need to find a safe place to talk about this, to be heard, to deal with anxiety, depression, post-traumatic stress, and any other condition that looks like is controlling our life. this songs is about all of that. This is our struggle. Mental disorders are real. if your ever feel like you’re loosing the battle, reach out and look for help.

[LYRICS BELOW]

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Recorded and mixed by: Txosse Ruiz at Wheelsound Studio.
Mastered by: Victor García at Ultramarinos Costa Brava.

Footage video edited by The Braves Church.

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Lyrics:

I scratch my eyes, and I bite my nails,

I am every single moment you’ve ever felt afraid. I am providence in need. A god left on his knees. I am every sour outcome in a world in disbelief. Oh, I’ve tried so hard, but every moment I breath I feel the weight on my shoulders of a world that doesn’t owe me a thing. I build my shelters in smoking guns and then I bite my tail when I see that this world is not meant for me.

With a cross in my back and it wasn’t me

But I can’t forgive what I can’t forget

And I cannot give what I cannot get

And my body hates what my mind expects …

As I leave you all living in regret

I was close, but never really meant it

I was near, but lost me in the making

I’m over it; if it’s about loving you

I’m over it; if it’s about loving me

I scratch my eyes, and I bite my nails,

I am every single moment you’ve ever felt afraid. I am providence in need. A god left on his knees. I am every sour outcome in a world in disbelief. Oh, I’ve tried so hard, but every moment I breath I feel the weight on my shoulders of a world that doesn’t owe me a thing. I build my shelters in smoking guns and then I bite my tail when I see that this world is not meant for me.

I’m over it; if it’s about loving you

I’m over it; if it’s about loving me

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