Here are some bootlegs from our 2022-pilot-gig in Switzerland, where
Tel Aviv and Chur were digitally connected.
(sound in proper bootleg-quality of course!)
Horses of the Sun
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Composer: Rahel Nahely
Performed by: Rahel Nahely (Vocals & Guitar), Rolf Caflisch (Drums)
Lyrics by Julian M. Grünthal
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She’s been so alone for so long
Sewing a blanket of dreams full of holes
Awaiting her life to begin
At last
She’s been so alone for so long
Pouring out buckets of tears on her floor
Washing away her sorrow
Her past
And the horses of the sun
arise from the sand
and race through the sky
dive into the ocean
to hide for the night.
She’s been so alone for so long
Counting the length of the walls with her steps
Rememb’ring the rays of her light
at last.
And the horses of the sun
arise from the sand
and race through the sky
dive into the ocean
to hide for the night.
She’s been so alone for so long
Touching herself with her fingers of tears
Relearning the joy within
herself.
And the horses of the sun
arise from the sand
and race through the sky
dive into the ocean
to hide for the night.
She’s been so alone for so long
Kissing the walls of her prison goodbye,
Taking the hammer off
the shelf.
She’s been so alone for so long
She’s smashing the walls with the fury of life
Op’ning a hole
out into the sky.
She’s been so alone for so long
Looks out through the hole and down to the earth,
Just now she can see,
Her prison flies high
in the sky.
And she is
the sun.
With the power to burn
to give life
and to shine
to dive
out of time
to take
for herself
all the light of the world
to her night.
Forest
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Composer: Anat Porat
Read by: Julian M. Grünthal
Performed by: Anat Porat (Vocals & Guitar), Daniel Wisman (Guitar), Shira Porat (Vocals)
Lyrics by Julian M. Grünthal
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It’s been hours
since we’re in here
long gone are the humming sounds
of machines.
And we walk.
Is it silence
that surrounds us
or the whispering of hiding eyes
behind the leaves?
And we walk.
All you are
in the darkness
is your fingers' warmth in mine,
we're holding on...
And we walk.
Are the screams
that chase us
from your past or mine
but who are you?
And we walk.
Do I follow
you or do you
follow me?
And why does all this
feel so much like home?
And we walk.
To the wall
Around
our forest cage
And climb
the wall with ease
and we eat the people staring
at you
and at me.
And we eat
And they bleed.
And we walk.