Ourselves And Otherwise

RECORDING INFO

Produced by Will Geraldo

Performed by V.A.I.N.

Alessandro Queler – synths and piano
Guilherme Saba – bass, synth bass and backing vocals
Will Geraldo – vocals, guitars, piano and programming

Recorded between March 2016 and January 2017

Vocals, guitars, programming and keys engineered by Will Geraldo at Cantara Lab (São Paulo – Brazil)
Drums engineered by Fernando Marques at Audiobrazil (São Paulo – Brazil)
Additional vocals on “White. Yellow. Red.” engineered by Julian Grimm at Freakland Studios (London – UK)

Guests:
Cléo – additional vocals on “White. Yellow. Red.”
Tercio Jr. – drums on all tracks except “Redemption” and “Ground Zero”

Mixed and mastered by Will Geraldo at Cantara Lab

Music and lyrics by Will Geraldo, except:
“Useless” – music and lyrics by Martin Gore*
“Redemption” – lyrics by Will Geraldo and Guilherme Saba
“White. Yellow. Red.” – music by Will Geraldo and Alessandro Queler

Photography by Juliana Bueno

Artwork by Fernando Melo

Management: Eugene Rogers/Progressive Gears

*Published by EMI Music Publishing Ltd. Used by permission.

TIME WASTER

Keep some of your time
You might need it later
When all of this is changed
Keep some of your time
You may want to look at it
When things get back in place

Don’t play with my time
I haven’t got enough for you to waste
Don’t give me your time
I wouldn’t know what to do with mistakes you’ve made

Time doesn’t belong to us
We live it – good or bad – we don’t know what to expect
Time will not stand still
No matter what you do
We are still learning

Don’t play with my time
I haven’t got enough for you to waste
Don’t give me your time
I wouldn’t know what to do with mistakes you’ve made

USELESS

Well it’s about time
It’s beginning to hurt
Time you made up your mind
Just what is it all worth

All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All your cutting down to size
All my bringing you down

Watch the clock on the wall
Feel the slowing of time
Hear a voice in the hall
Echoing in my mind

All your stupid ideals
You’ve got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground

Here I stand the accused
With your fist in my face
Feeling tired and bruised
With the bitterest taste

All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All your cutting down to size
All my bringing you down

All your stupid ideals
You’ve got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground

Words by Martin Gore © 1997 EMI Music Publishing Ltd.

REDEMPTION

We need to apologize
But we just know otherwise

I’ve come to understand
That much bigger issues are at hand
The world needs a rest
Mankind, STOP !
This is not funny at all !

The world needs a break
How much more can it possibly take ?

I’ve come to understand
That much bigger issues are at hand
The world needs a rest
Mankind, STOP !
This is not funny at all !

WHITE. YELLOW. RED.

I wanted to see you but things got in the way
Will I see you again ?
People say it will happen soon, maybe after winter
Will I see you again ?

I wish you all the best
White. Yellow. Red.
Make the most of your light
White. Yellow. Red.
Perhaps one day we might meet again
White. Yellow. Red.

And although you thought you had gone
The truth is that you were never so close
Will I see you again ?

I never felt you this close before
White. Yellow. Red.
It could’ve been anything and everything
White. Yellow. Red.

I wish I had spent more time with you

THE TOWER

Watching from the tower
I could see hundreds of them
They were so small The kind that wouldn’t do any harm
Leaving the tower regrets came sooner than I thought
They were so mean, incapable of feeling love

Back to the tower I made a promise to myself
I will never leave this place or trust anyone again

Where do I go from here ?
Why does it cost so much ?
Where do I go from here ?
I wonder when will all this have an end

What am I hoping for ?
Today is just as good as the next day
Not even in a thousand years
You’ll convince me you were right

Where do I go from here ?
Why does it cost so much ?
Where do I go from here ?
I wonder when will all this have an end

A TREE TALL ENOUGH

I don’t want you here
you bring all those feelings that I thought were gone
will you help me now ?
I know you won’t, you never will but how can I change the past ?

and now you see what you have done to me
before you came along I was so quiet in my own hell
I want to find a tree tall enough to hang myself, to hide myself
and make things just like before

you make me feel so bad
and even worse when I recall those crap stories you used to tell
you easily screwed up
so many lives as well as mine with promises and nothing else

and now you see what you have done to me
before you came along I was so quiet in my own hell
I want to find a tree tall enough to hang myself, to hide myself
and make things just like before

EVER-TICKING CLOCK

If you think about it
If you look behind
You will realize
How much already happened

Day after day
In a fast pace
No matter what you do
You wouldn’t even notice

This thing is gonna kill you
Right before your eyes
Get rid of time and watches
At least the hour hand

Would you really stop it
If you had a chance
Boredom could kill you faster
Not even other ten

With some bad news today
I thought of changing it all
I thought of friends of mine
Who’ve been through all this pain

Someone please give me a tree
A tree tall enough
To hang all these feelings
Still left in me

Tough times ask
For tough measures but
It will be a lot worst
If you look behind

So put your head up
Look ahead of you
And live everything
That’s left to live

Time won’t stand still

It’s on me now
They own me now