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sunday's best

by tidal

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1.
this is where we are after life after and my voice never sounded the same never sounded the same and how long does history have to wait for it to repeat itself? this is where we are after life after
2.
praise 02:31
and now we sing: “hallelujah! sound the trumpet, harp and lyre, dance and timbrel; string and pipe, clash of cymbals… resounding praise!” and i go out the room still incomplete i wish as does for you this works for me and i will never be whole with this although i’ll never be with anything and i will be alone with you tonight as much as i’m alone all the time and i will be alone with you tonight as much as i’m alone all the time
3.
better 03:10
i have been in the dark for a long while now i have seen more blur than clear cast a shadow on my face i can't see through the blinding light let me walk on my own pace i don't need to know where i'll go i have lived in the shade of my past i have felt more fear than hope i guess it's about time i gave myself a chance to let myself grow... take some air in breathe out new life i am not afraid anymore and i'll go on and on and on and... and on my grave, it says: "i wanted this for a long time now but i'm glad i took my time"
4.
i am awake 02:23
we’re down the highway (i wish it wouldn’t end) past the green light that was almost always red and i wish i could spend a bit more time with you, with you seventh of september the year 2008 everyone gathered around, a life to celebrate sunday’s best with family and friends (but not if monday’s finding out that your life’s about to end) everyday i wish i had more time to see our children, grow and see them smile i would sacrifice everything so, there’s something for you that i can leave everything i did, i did it all i did it all for you but everything i did, it turns out I did it just for me
5.
thank you 03:18
thank you for nothing at all take all your bags and go i don't want to say anything so straightforward but it's no coincidence that everyone hates you so thank you for nothing at all take all your things and go i don't know how you do it keeping so many faces in your pocket? isn't it hard to keep up with all the lies you make up? thank you thank you for nothing at all take all your lies and shove it down your throat thank you for nothing at all
6.
lielow 04:29
wake me up from this, are we sleeping in distress? I don't want to be voiceless as i end up being take me out from this inconsistent compromise take me out from this old new hell don't hold your breath they will never flinch but hold your ground and stand proud we are who they should fear we are who they should fear we are who they should fear take me out from this unruly existence take me out from this old new hell don't hold your breath they will never flinch but hold your ground and stand proud we are who they should fear
7.
wail 03:28
when the phone rang twice i know what await on the other line my mother answered and i saw life left her eyes in her room i followed her she was quiet for a while then everything went deafening she wailed, she wailed in your deathbed a reunion happened we watched you take your last breath although we don't want to let go you've already been strong for so long by your grave we all gathered tears are in the back of our eyes we tried to hold them back your wife refused to speak in front of everyone – your friends, your family – she wailed, she wailed
8.
new year 03:25
i told you over new year, after dinner what i wanted out of life i have always been scared as sheltered with neglect it's not tolerance only lack of interest you said you'll try "try to understand" but you'll never be excited for me this now feels more like a cage than anything comforting and looking back, you've never been proud only cautious and attentive but you're not to blame i have always been away... you're not to blame tonight, the world is heavy it carries the weight of our hearts i told you over new year, after dinner what i wanted out of life
9.
calendar 02:07
i don't dream 'cause i can't sleep anymore and i don't put anything on my calendar anymore 'cause it's filled with anniversaries of those that i want to throw behind me it's humiliating i just want to forget and be better trust me on this just trust me on this
10.
calcium 03:36
barging into me an unexpected visitor when no one's welcome at all they say don't fix something if it hasn't broken but you and i know i have always been broken inside like you, like me and everyone around us we hide so well, do we not? you told me this before i cried, before i cried harder than i ever had you said "i wish it's not just me that you believe in" for the first time in my life the floodway opened although i still don't know what to feel, what to feel when you told me: "i will give you the best years of my life" like those years are as finite as a candle... "i will give you the best years of my..." you told me this before i cried, before i cried harder than i ever had you said "i wish it's not just me that you believe in" for the first time in my life the floodway opened

about

Days end, lives end, passions end…, ultimately, most things end. The wait ends and here it is. “sunday’s best” is tidal’s first full length album. A couple of years in the making: hindered by the pandemic, adult schedules, and life itself. Finally, it’s here and we offer it to you.

The record is “sunday’s best” and we offer this to our past selves, parents who try, families now long gone, friends, true or not, and those who give us hope.

Where we are right now–us, you–is different from when we were last here, and our voice shouldn’t sound the same anymore. We damn hope not. We hope to be better in all aspects, and we hope you are, too. We hope you find this record; feel it, it’s yours.

Lastly, thank you. (all of you except at least one person, thank you for nothing at all.)

This record wouldn’t be complete without the people around us who cheer us on, our families that tolerate our ambitions, and probably god, if you’re real.

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released October 28, 2022

Recorded at This Is Where I Make Music and at home
Engineered by Hannah Jabla & Keith Coballes
Mixed and mastered by Keith Coballes
Lyrics by Clarence de Veas
Original artwork reference by Fred’s Revolucion
Painting by AJ Abelardo
Photos by Keith Coballes
Art Direction, Layout, and Design by Angeli Eluna
Produced by tidal

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