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1.
Papaya 05:20
You woke me up this morning, ‘cause I slept through my alarms And you were right beside me, and the night sky over us Still bleary-eyed, you drove us, to a quiet beach, in Boca We sat shivering by the waters, as we held each other close Eating slices of papaya, as we watched the world rise Streamed the clouds pink and orange, washing through our eyes We watched while people walked their dogs, and rose to take the day Then hit the road with two-hundred-sixty miles left to make I see every ray of sunlight on your skin See the rivers, trees, and valleys by your side I see your eyes, I see the light, the promise and bliss, but I can’t look anymore No, I can’t look anymore And I see that drive up Seventy-five, in pictures of you and I Our next stop in St. Petersburg, hungry and drenched in sweat Walked in tiny shiny streets, in the shadows of millionaires Then drove to Fort de Soto, dipped our toes, chased fish in shoals Familias con sus pequeñitos bailaron atrás de nos See the sunlight dancing on your velvet skin See your body framed by the waters of Mexico I see your eyes, I see the life, the promise and bliss, but I can’t look anymore And I see that drive up Seventy-five In pictures of you and I Our last stop on the west side, found ourselves cold again I smoked a bowl, you stroked my arm, we sat back for the show The sun said its goodbyes as it sank into the sky Left a trail of glory, holy crimson, burned into our sights
2.
Timothy 00:36
3.
Drive 04:00
A change of scene, a change of pace now I need Chasing, these stories I just half believe A chance to breathe, to find my focus and think Cheers me, thoughts coming faster than words I tell myself tomorrow be a brighter day The clock turns five, now I should put this mind to rest But when they cut the payments that keep your lights on When they have you waiting weeks on end My hair’s withered they slowly kill my appetite Holding nothing but this trust in my hands When they cut the payments, your one way day pass When they have you waiting, weeks on end They’ll show their colors their intimidation currency Just enough to make me feel so small A change of dress, feel like a piece of success Chasing, my people down for pennies and dimes A chance to see, bring on my own reality Cheers me, lunch with a side of fantasy Let’s hope this journal entry Just for a moment calms me I tell myself tomorrow be a brighter day But when they cut the payments, that keep your lights on When they have you waiting, weeks on end My head’s pounding, boiling blood rushing through my veins Holding nothing but this trust in my hands When they cut the payments, your one-way day pass When they have you waiting, weeks on end They’ll show their colors their intimidation currency Holding nothing but this trust in my hands Holding nothing but this trust in my hands Holding nothing but this trust in my hands
4.
Okavango 04:42
Under a dark sky stained with streetlight On a townhouse rooftop caked in dust With underpriced warm deli beers in hand Your little frame nestled in my shaking arms This is a January stream in the Okavango plain And when two hands meet and the eyes do just the same This is the tickle when you whisper in my ear This is the hill we climbed before we disappeared Down the ladder, creak through the front door No one but the cat to catch us here Wonder what I’d do if I could see you one more time We can make these night hours last, a hundred million years This is a January stream in the Okavango plain And when two hands meet and the eyes do just the same This is the tickle when you whisper in my ear This is the hill we climbed before we disappeared Then your phone rings at the sleepy crack of dawn Lift your little head and squint your eyes We tiptoe to the door, I watch you swallowed by the streets I lay back down, hold your pillow close, ’til the next time I can smell your hair This is a January stream in the Okavango plain And when two hands meet and the eyes do just the same This is the tickle when you whisper in my ear This is the hill we climbed before we disappeared This is the silhouette of an island miles high This is the water as it falls a thousand feet Beneath the bridge, your head rests on my thigh And what would I not give for a smile so sweet?
5.
Solange 01:00
6.
Sleepless 04:48
I broke your daughter’s trust I called out your mind games I ran my mouth about the way you try to make us hurt I knew better those were private conversations Code word silence the walls we put up in this house And no one’s gonna change your mind You’re never gonna take off One night you’re never gonna rest you’re never gonna let up You never even have the time For coffee when you wake up Time’s up you’re racing and you’ll never stop You could see the pain written in her eyes Since she left home, she’s made ours whole Don’t need no one to lean head on Even though her neck’s stiff from working late And no one’s gonna change your mind You’re scraping every dime Late nights and sleepless days to feed our greedy mouths You never even have the time For coffee when you wake up Time’s up you’re racing and you’ll never stop You could see the joy written in her smile Since you left home, she’s been missing you Don’t need no Christmas gifts beneath the tree Just to see her boy coming home this year I keep on trying to make it happen like Serena in the Wimbledon arena But the truth is I missed out on prima ballerina I’m my worst enemy full time frenemy Like Raven Symone on the Today Show Or being a ho with no cash to show Being a ho with no cash to show Six AM and I’ll awake my ego it’s not you it’s me boy Can’t you see? I watched you close when I sang this song Watch your eyes on the verge of sleep I watched you close when I sang this song Watch your eyes, hope you’re still awake
7.
Rocio 01:03
Estaba la pájara pinta sentada en verde limón Con el pico meneaba la rama Y con la cola meneaba la flor Ay si ay no ¿Cuándo vendrá mi amor? Ay si ay no ¿Cuándo vendrá mi amor? Me arrodillo a los pies de mi amante Me levanto fiel y constante Dame una mano Dame la otra Dame un besito de tu linda boca Dame una mano Dame la otra Dame un besito de tu linda boca
8.
Make Love 06:32
Haremos el amor en la playa Mientras el mundo se acaba Jugar a ser dios en la playa Y quiero que todos puedan ver Let’s make love while the world ends I want to make love while it all ends Let’s make love en la playa And I want everyone to see Vamos hacer el amor Haremos el amor, en vez de la guerra Se lo pedi al presidente Pero que se puede hacer cuando la vida de un humano vale menos que veinte Dolares dolares, dolares dolares Ya no sé que hacer cuando mi tierra tenga tanto que ofrecer Perdemos todo al complacer Y nos quedamos como una fulana Sin lana Mi lindo Oaxaca Bello Michoacán Mi hermoso Guerrero Te dan y te dejan en zero El güero El gobierno Te dicen te quiero Te quiero Te quiero ¡Me vale un carajo! ¡Enseñalo! Haremos el amor en la playa Mientras el mundo se acaba Jugar a ser dios en la playa Y quiero que todos puedan ver Let’s make love while the world ends I want to make love while it all ends Let’s make love en la playa And I want everyone to see Ay amorcito, grita más quedito Que no te oiga el güerito And like America, it’s hysterical, its unbearable No todos estamos muriendo y sufriendo Porque el pasado indígena es respetado Pero el color de piel más claro Significa el avance social Los ingresos más altos Los carros Payasos Hoteles Las casas robadas Vecindarios Millonarios El dinero El drogero Quién es el obrero y quién toma crédito por la obra ¿Cuánto cobras? Cuando un rico roba a los pobres es negocio Pero si los pobres resisten, es violencia Haremos el amor en la playa Mientras el mundo se acaba Jugar a ser dios en la playa Y quiero que todos puedan ver Let’s make love while the world ends I want to make love while it all ends Let’s make love en la playa And I want everyone to see Veinte y un años para regresar A ver el robo de un pueblo But they tell us to get in line? Fuck em! Rateun non shpeni guishliu, na ke gaklin dushteniun, te chishú suguon raun Se valora la obra pero no el obrero Se valora el arte pero no el artesano Pero tarde o temprano Yo te digo mi hermano Crearemos un mundo distinto Adios a toda esta mierda Para eso es la pandemia Crear comunidad Empezar a votar Llorar y pensar Valorar a la gente El pueblo decente Este es nuestro tiempo Este es el momento Haremos el amor en la playa Mientras el mundo se acaba Jugar a ser dios en la playa Y quiero que todos puedan ver Let’s make love while the world ends I want to make love while it all burns Let’s make love en la playa And I want everyone to see Let’s just make love to the sea Let’s just make love in the sea Let’s make love to the Earth Let’s make love to the Earth Let’s make love to the Earth

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Released September 21, 2023

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released September 21, 2023

PERFORMER CREDITS:
Sonia Erika - Vocals
El Tres Da Nova - Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar
Ulises Tello - Bass Guitar, Backing Vocals
Tonatiuh Mejia - Keyboard, Backing Vocals
Eduardo Vázquez - Drums, Backing Vocals
Alberto Delgado - Alto Sax, Flute, Backing Vocals
Alberto Obregón - Trumpet, Backing Vocals
Álexander Maury - Trombone, Backing Vocals
John Bass Tournas - Keyboard, Saxophone
Cecilio Negrón Jr. - Tambourine, Congas
Tom Riddle - Backing Vocals

Silvia Cruz Martinez, Wa'Haka Gallery - Zapoteco poem
Rocio Peñaloza - Vocals

PRODUCTION CREDITS

Sonia Erika - Samples (Track 7)
El Tres Da Nova - Samples, Sounds (Tracks 2, 5, 7)
John Bass Tournas - Samples, Sounds (Tracks 3, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Alexander Reyes Alvarado, UGA UGA Studios - Engineering (Tracks 1, 3, 4, 6, 8)
Daniel L. McCarthy, DEZIAK - Vocal Engineering (Track 6)
Edison Diaz, Simulador Studios - Vocal Engineering (Track 6)
Tom Riddle, Stories Studio - Vocal & Percussion Engineering (Tracks 1, 3, 4, 6)
El Tres Da Nova - Vocal Engineering (Tracks 4, 8)

Todd Richards - Mixing (Tracks 1-7), Mastering (all tracks)
Juan Cubas Fridman - Mixing (Track 8)

Recorded and Produced between June 2020-July 2022 in:

Mexico City
Cusco, Peru
Buenos Aires, Argentina
Budd Lake, New Jersey
Cambridge, Massachusetts
Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Cabin7Originals, Sonia Erika - Artwork

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