I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Won’t be gone
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Won’t be gone
Once she gave her life
For who she believed
And then everything
Has been left behind
The only, only thing
That never happens again
It will melt away into our lives
Maybe, oh one day we’ll know
Like so many paths we were lost
Maybe, oh one day we’ll know
That we’ve always done well
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Won’t be gone
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Gone, gone, gone
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Won’t be gone
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be
Still won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Won’t be gone
No, no one can
Forgive us anymore
‘Cause we’d buried
The one who can forgive us
So, tear the fate
The fate of this world
And then let’s make known
Our pains
We’ll know, we’ll know
The language
Of where we were born
We’ve known, we’ve known
The language
Of where we were born
We’ll know, we’ll know
The language
Of where we were born
We’ve known, we’ve known
The language
Of where we were born
Maybe, oh one day we’ll know
Like so many paths we were lost
Maybe, oh one day we’ll know
That we’ve always done well
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Won’t be gone
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Won’t be gone
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Won’t be gone
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be
Still won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Won’t be gone
Maybe, oh one day we’ll know
Like so many paths we were lost
Maybe, oh one day we’ll know
That we’ve always done well
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Won’t be gone
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
I still won’t be, I won’t be
Won’t be, won’t be
Won’t be gone
- Lyricist
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- Composer
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- Producer
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- Mixing Engineer
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- Mastering Engineer
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- Graphic Design
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- Synthesizer
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- Vocals
Shaohei
- Background Vocals
Shaohei
- Piano
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- Songwriter
thommofonia
Listen to Noëls (feat. Shaohei) [naked] by thommofonia
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Ève (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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Noëls (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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Trail Memory (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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Chasing me (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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Naming you (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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My Own Magic (feat. iunna) [naked]
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Whoever's Been Gone Is (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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Ýrr (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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Rejoin (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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Araki No Miya (feat. Shaohei) [naked]
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La Mersonnalité (naked)
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The things I had done to hold myself together, to protect myself, may have somehow become like thorns that prevented my flow.
Some time has passed since the release of the first album, "Arbores," and I feel things being pulled away from me and these songs being further freed from me (us), while at the same time, I feel roots growing deep within me.
Looking back on my trajectory that has spun "arbores (naked)," I can see a secret flicker of light. What I am pursuing may be something that naturally exists within myself. Presumably, when trying to represent something, the only thing I can do is not to interfere with the flow.
While seemingly it would appear that I am cultivating my aesthetic language in solitude, as I pass through the emotions that thrust me through, I sense the undercurrent coming from the only fountainhead.
What does music desire from human beings?
