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Winter Songs

Release date:
April 4, 2002

Format:
EP (cardboard sleeve)

Label:
Dusty Roses Records

  1. Here She Comes
  2. Just Like Yesterday
  3. Paris
  4. Take Me (* from Rainy Days and Broken Hearts)

Recorded live on January 19, 2002 at Bunker Estudios by Alberto Rionda.

Mixed and mastered January 20-27, 2002 by Alberto Rionda and Jorge Otero.

Photography and design by Carlos Garna.

Produced by Jorge Otero and Alberto Rionda.

The Band

Jorge Otero, Marco Álvarez, Mario Fueyo, Dani Menéndez, Borja Brañanova

Our first EP

We have always professed our love for the EP (Extended Play) format, and this was our first. The songs called for a live-in-the studio feel, so that’s exactly what we did. The EP had some multimedia content (which probably doesn’t work on any current computer now) that included the video for “Take Me”.

Lyrics

"Winter Songs" - lyrics (click to open)

Here She Comes

“Come to me, be my dream
Take me where I want to be
I promise, I won’t change anything

Nothing’s real, all we see
Is just characters and scenes
Tomorrow we’ll figure out what it means”

And here she comes
I can’t stay away
Desire flows along my veins
And there she goes
She won’t fade away
She’s just another ghost
Inside my head

Tried to run, tried to hide
Tried to build a fence with scars
But nothing could keep her out of sight

And I think of all the places I should’ve gone
While I’m rowing in my lonesome rock’n’roll boat
With no friends, no lovers, no luggage
But my songs

And here she comes
I can’t stay away
Desire flows along my veins
And there she goes
She won’t fade away
She’s just another ghost
Inside my head

And I’m dying to burn
My fingers with her flesh
I’m still trying to keep
Her pictures in my head

And here she comes
I can’t stay away
Desire flows along my veins
And there she goes
She won’t fade away
She’s just another ghost
Inside my head

Just Like Yesterday

Cold rain falls over my face as I walk by
A pretty little girl talking on her cell phone
The sidewalk’s too slippery for my cowboy boots
And I forgot my umbrella at some ex-girlfriend’s home

And the evening sky is gray
And the rain keeps slowly falling down
Just like yesterday

I pass a small café, I see the same small crowd
Talking the same small-talk about the same small town
I want to hit the road, I need to see the sunshine
Get lost inside my head and try to find my new song

And the evening turns to night
See the raindrops on the streetlights
Sha la la la la

And tomorrow’s sky’ll be gray
And the rain’ll keep slowly falling down
Just like yesterday

I walk on, watching people live their winter lives
I walk on, searching for my winter song again
Just like yesterday

Paris

We finally made it to Paris
It was our last chance
To explore the ruins
Of what had been our love
And watch them fall apart
As we crashed into each other
In that small room
In rue Beauregard

Now look at me
Alone at this bar
With half a beer
Half-drunk, I feel my sadness
Turns to fear
It’s getting harder to face
Harder to face that you’re not here

The soft breeze of the summer
The colors on the streets
Walking along the Seine
With the doubt creeping in
You disappeared again
You moved out of my world
A lonely night with you
Nothing could be worse

Tonight I walk the streets
Stare for hours at your window
Half in tears
I finally get home before my madness
Feels too real
It’s getting harder to face
Harder to face that you’re not here

And then I wake up
And it’s Sunday
And it’s raining once again…
And you’re not here

Credits

Words and music: Jorge Otero

Discography

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