
“The Singles” is where we hold the outliers.
The stories, the tributes, the laments.
They may stand alone, but they speak loudly.
If you can't find a single here, then it's on one of our albums.
Artist: JUMBO BLOCK
Lyricist: Andreas Zanni
℗ 2026 ZANNI GROUP

"Campfire Dreams" is a witty and respectful ode to modern wilderness camping — where passion meets regulation. Balancing survivalist ambition with eco-conscious restraint, the song humorously captures the spirit of adventure without open flames, highlighting that nature’s true fire burns in quiet moments, cold beans, and star-filled nights. It’s about finding magic in the stillness, even when the matches stay dry.
Release date: 2025-10-06
ISRC: QT3F92556692
Lyrics:
Got my tarp
My flint
My knife
Ready to outlive modern life
Built a lean-to in thirty tries
Watched six reels on how not to die
Set my pack beside a pine
Marked my trail with homemade twine
Found a stick that kinda broke
But it’s enough to stir my oat
Campfire dreams
But no flame allowed
Just whisperin
Leaves and a fireless cloud
Campfire dreams
With a spark in mind
But forest law says
Leave no sign
Brought my axe
But just to pose
Can’t chop wood
Where the green still grows
Used dead branches
Snapped with care
Like the handbook said somewhere
Campfire dreams
But no flame allowed
Even smoke would scream too loud
Campfire dreams
So I toast my tales with cold can beans
Wrapped in stars and ranger screens
Nature ain’t your film set scene
It don’t need nails or kerosene
No wild blaze to warm the night
The quiet’s burnin’ just as bright
Campfire dreams
Singin’ low in the sleeping trees
With rulebook pages in the breeze
Campfire dreams
Still worth the chill
Still worth the hike
Even if the fire’s just in my mic
So pack it in
Pack it out
Let the wild stay wild
No doubt
Light no flame
But hearts ignite
In campfire dreams by northern light
No smoke
Still glowing

“Don’t Be Afraid” is a heartfelt song about loss, change, and the courage to keep moving forward. Through everyday moments – a job lost, a farewell, a walk with the dog – it reveals the hidden strength that carries us through dark times. Gentle and realistic, yet filled with hope, the track reminds us that even in brokenness, there is light enough to heal and begin again.
Release date: 2025-09-09
ISRC: QZZ7T2597587
Lyrics:
She lost her job
Just last July
Now coffee tastes
Like what am I?
The mirror asks
A quiet why
And all she hears
Is her own sigh
He said goodbye
After fifteen years
The plates are clean
But not the tears
She walks the dog
In borrowed light
And sleeps in socks
To hold the night
But don’t be afraid
There’s still a way
A softer voice
A slower day
Not all is fixed
But hearts still mend
Don’t be afraid
This is not the end
A mother waits
Outside the door
Her son’s too quiet
Like before
She doesn’t ask
But prays instead
For dreams to bloom
Inside his head
Don’t be afraid
There’s still a 01.11.2025way
Even in grey
Or disarray
You’re not behind
You’re not too late
There’s light enough
To bend the weight
It’s in the call
You didn’t make
The bread you bake
The smile you fake
It’s in the hand
You let just go
And still the will
To let love grow
Don’t be afraid
There’s still a way
You’re not alone
Not meant to stay
Inside the doubt
You tried to hide
There’s still a world
And time and tide
So breathe and walk
And break and mend
And trust the turns
Around the bend
Don’t be afraid
You’ll find the way
You’re not alone!

“Without a Voice” is a haunting R&B ballad about silence, erasure, and resilience. It tells the story of someone stripped of their voice, their truth rewritten by others, yet still holding on to their humanity beneath the noise. With deep, soulful vocals and an intimate atmosphere, the song captures both the pain of being unheard and the quiet strength of refusing to disappear.
Release date: 2025-09-09
ISRC: QZZ7T2597538
Lyrics:
It starts so small
A look, a line
A laugh too loud
A shift in time
No questions asked
Just empty air
And suddenly
You’re never there
You say you know
What I believe
You write the lines
And make me leave
A whisper grows
A thread, a post
I’m cut in half
But bleed the most
You speak for me
I have no choice
You write my name
Without my voice
The crowd decides
Before I stand
No trial held
No helping hand
You share the lie
It travels fast
And facts just drown
Beneath the blast
I walk alone
Though friends still smile
But none will walk
That extra mile
You speak for me
I have no choice
You write my name
Without my voice
No second thought
No second view
Just silence served
Like something true
But I am not
Your black-and-white
I have a heart
I had a fight
I made mistakes
Like you have too
But truth can breathe
When we let through
You speak for me
I have no choice
You write my name
Without my voice
But I remain
Beneath the noise
Still human here
Without a voice
I won’t fight back
With rage or shame
I just exist
Without your frame
No louder now
But still in place
A silent soul
You can’t erase
Without a voice

“Lemon Light” is a nostalgic synthpop EDM track about youth, freedom, and nights that burned too bright. When music was louder than fear, and time stood still.
Release date: 2025-09-03
ISRC: QZZ7Q2579217
Lyrics:
Built a car
From rust and dreams
Seats were ripped
Radio screamed
Gas ran low
The night was young
No clue where
Just open road
Our hearts too fast
Our plans too bold
We burned fast
We burned bright
We saw the world
In lemon light
We burned fast
We burned bright
We saw the world
In lemon light
The club stood
On concrete knees
Strobes like stars
And memories
She wore smiles
Like neon fire
Her eyes could make
The dark a choir
We kissed beneath
The speaker shine
Half-drunk
On lemon wine
Lemon light
Across her face
In every beat
In every place
With no regrets
No wrong, no right
Fast food stand
One-fifteen
Steam and fries
And teenage dreams
Laughing hard
At future plans
Wiping sauce
With paper hands
We played the night
No need to lie
Coins and stars
And appetite
We burned fast
We burned bright
We saw the world
In lemon light
Party haze
Bled into dawn
Blanket shared
The music gone
Sun rose slow
In tangerine,
Across a world
We’d never seen
We drove until
The feeling died
But kept on
Side by side
Lemon light
On silver skin
No map to keep
No end in sight
We burned fast
We burned bright
We saw the world
In lemon light
When that song plays
I rewind
Feel the heat
We left behind
The world moved on
The scene is past
But I still
Hum as live the past
We burned fast
We burned bright
We saw the world
In lemon light

"We Were (free)" is a synthwave-inspired track with retro textures and spoken vocals. A nostalgic ballad reflecting on freedom, connection, and lost time. Soft pads, steady rhythm and lyrical storytelling create a cinematic memory of the 80s.
Release date: 2025-09-03
ISRC: QZZ7Q2577345
Lyrics:
No screens.
No fear.
Just airwaves.
And neon in our mirrors.
We danced into the data
Before the world got loud
No feeds, no filters, no alphas
Just Walkmans in the crowd
We trusted in our teachers
And feared no siren’s call
We built from sparks and silence
And didn’t want it all
We knew the world was burning
But still believed in green
Solar panels, protest marches
Futures on the screen
We made mistakes, we called them that
And fixed them if we could
We crashed, we cried, we carried on
And did the best we could
No one measured kindness
No one monetized the rain
We had space to lose direction
But we always found our lane
We were free
Not flawless, not forever
But something you could be
We had time
To fail and then to grow
Not just survive, but glow
We believed
In progress and each other
Before the algorithm's creed
We were light, not speed
We were
Free
We burned through neon ballads
With Journey in our ears
Madonna broke the silence
And Cyndi wiped our tears
U2 brought revolution
The Police turned drums to gold
We painted worlds with Foreigner
And sang like we were bold
Then came the glass
In every hand
The scores, the swipes
The shrinking land
Noise got louder than the truth
And silence lost its name
We started liking images
And stopped playing the game
We counted hearts and followers
But lost the ones inside
We ran for clicks and comments
And forgot how not to hide
The rules outgrew the reasons
The forms outpaced the cause
We canceled for mistakes
But never paused for loss
Kraftwerk sparked the circuits
While Yello bent the rules
Erasure dressed the sadness
In digital perfumes
Alphaville dreamed futures
With buttons, pads, and light
The Eurythmics made us feel
In binary and night
We trusted in the future
And played without a net
We lived the sound, not streamed it
And we’re not done yet
We were free
Not flawless, not forever
But something you could be
We had time
To fall, and still believe
In dreams we dared to weave
We stood close
With no screen in between
No filters, just a scene
Of living, not a feed
We were
Free
Depeche Mode lit the darkness
With whispers and machines
Guns N’ Roses tore the silence
And played behind the scenes
The Cure gave shape to longing
Phil Collins gave it a name
We lived inside those speakers
And never heard the same
We were free
Like lovers in the static
Like truth before the stream
We were sparks
Not optimized or planned
But real, and full, and grand
We believed
In talk, in time, in touch
In something more than feeds
We had less and it was much
We were
Free
Not perfect. Not pure.
But unafraid.
We didn’t always know the answer.
But we believed there was one.
And that we’d find it.
Together.

"Fever" is a cinematic song about global warming. Call it what you will, but it remains a huge problem. A quiet song, a harsh truth. The earth feels a fever – and we ignore it.
Release date: 2025-09-02
ISRC: QZZ7Q2533693
Lyrics:
The air stands still inside my room
Windows closed, but still it burns
I turn it off, the screen still flickers
Outside, the world returns
Rivers rise and break the levees
Children flee their flooded schools
Fires sweep through towns and valleys
And no one has the proper tools
ISRC
QT3F92556692
Cities glow beneath the covers
Old ones die without a sound
Rain falls hard in blackened pulses
Storms rip everything unbound
Fever
And no one knows the cure
We talk in whispers while it screams
Fever
A slow and silent lure
That pierces deeper than it seems
Fields are burning in the drylands
Animals with no escape
The south is waiting for the rainfall
The north just counts the days
Tents are rising in the parking lots
Villages are lost to flood
Homes collapse and hillsides follow
And it's not ending, only grows
Fever
And no one knows the cure
We talk in whispers while it screams
Fever
A slow and silent lure
That pierces deeper than it seems
I see the image on my screen
A child stands where the street once was
I scroll right past, like every Friday
I can't absorb it. Can't because
Pakistan, Canada, Brazil, Japan
Sudan, Colombia, Germany, Iran
Australia, Indonesia, France, Peru
USA, India, Ireland too
Bangladesh, Nigeria, China, Spain
Saudi Arabia, Kenya, Ukraine
Philippines, Thailand, Mexico, Mali
Papua, Mozambique, Italy, Chile
Afghanistan, Ecuador, Britain, Greece
Tanzania, Vietnam, South Sudan, Belize
Everywhere
At once
Fever
No savior on the way
No fairy tale to lead us back
Fever
We're standing at the edge
And watching all we built collapse

“What are we waiting for?” is an urgent call to face the extremes we live with — and to stop making excuses.
Line by line, the lyrics challenge us to adapt before the flood comes, to transform our cities block by block, and to bury the fear instead of our plans.
It’s not panic. It’s readiness.
It’s not just concrete. It’s a promise: no more flood, no more fear.
Release date: 2025-07-14
ISRC: QZWFN2523821
Lyrics:
We get stronger.
We get smarter.
New concrete.
New structure.
Better retention.
Bigger loads.
JUMBO BLOCK evolves
but the extremes too.
Block by block.
Street by street.
City by city.
What are you waiting for?
JUMBO BLOCK!
Underneath your feet it works.
JUMBO BLOCK!
No more flood, no more fear.
JUMBO BLOCK!
This is not panic.
This is readiness.
Say it: Readiness!
Adaptation is our chance.
So why hesitate?
Why debate?
Why bury your plans,
when you could bury the flood?
JUMBO BLOCK!
Underneath your feet – it works.
JUMBO BLOCK!
No more flood, no more fear.
JUMBO BLOCK!
Your streets drown.
Your people lose.
Your cities break,
and the excuses sound the same:
“Too new!”
“Too big!”
“Whatever!”
Say it: No more excuses!
The rain won’t wait,
for an approval.
Say it!
What we are waiting for?
Say it!
The blocks hold.
Say it!
No more flood.
Say it!
No more fear.
JUMBO BLOCK!
Underneath your feet it works.
JUMBO BLOCK!
No more flood,
no more flood.
JUMBO BLOCK!
Use what we know.
Use what we build,
and build it now.
One street adapted,
Blocks connected,
unlimited volume to store.
Cities transformed,
millions protected.
JUMBO BLOCK!
Underneath your feet it works.
JUMBO BLOCK!
No more flood, no more fear.
JUMBO BLOCK!
A new weather normal.
Adapt or drown.
Say it: Adapt or drown!
A new weather normal.
Adapt or drown.
Say it: Adapt or drown!
JUMBO BLOCK!
Underneath your feet it works.
JUMBO BLOCK!
No more flood, no more fear.
JUMBO BLOCK!
The future is underground.
The choice is ours.
So tell me
What are we waiting for?

“Tropic Nights: La La La” is an ironic love letter to the endless Mediterranean summer — too hot, too dry, too carefree to care.
Sung like a lazy chant over melting gelato, warm spritz, and cracked fields, the song drifts through sunburnt piazzas, dry fountains, and heatwave nights that never bring a breeze.
Release date: 2025-07-03
ISRC: QZWFN2523822
Lyrics:
Summer sun is burning high,
No shade left, no clouds in sight.
Gelato melts before your eyes,
The river’s dry, the fountain lies.
Roads are bending in the heat,
Feet are sticking to the street.
Raise your glass and wipe your brow
Who needs water anyhow?
Spritz is warm, the bottles pile,
Fields are cracked for miles and miles.
Tropic Nights – troppo caldo, la la la!
Wine and laughter while the rivers fade away.
Tropic Nights – troppo caldo, la la la!
Hot dreams in burning streets
we just sweat and smile today.
La la la… Tropic Nights… la la la!
Pizza crust and melting cheese,
Nights that never bring a breeze.
Tourists smile, the locals sigh,
Water’s gone but spirits high.
Warnings come and warnings go,
Who digs deep when heatwaves grow?
Hidden concrete could hold the rain
Too clever, baby — we stay the same.
Spritz is warm, the bottles pile,
Fields are cracked for miles and miles.
A giant vault beneath the ground?
Too easy to build — we dance without.
Tropic Nights – troppo caldo, la la la!
Wine and laughter while the rivers fade away.
Tropic Nights – troppo caldo, la la la!
Hot dreams in burning streets
we just sweat and smile today.
La la la… Tropic Nights… la la la!
La la la under tropic skies,
Sleepless nights and tired eyes.
If the rain would only stay
We’d dance the drought and heat away.
Tropic Nights – troppo caldo, la la la!
Raise your glass, the water slips away.
Tropic Nights – troppo caldo, la la la!
Hot dreams in burning streets
we just toast and hope it’s fine.
La la la… Tropic Nights… la la la!

A haunting, poetic tribute to a living monument that stood for generations — a tree that held memory, meaning, and quiet belonging. With reverent, aching lines, the song mourns not just the felling of a sycamore, but the senseless loss of something sacred: a place where lives converged, where history rested in roots, where time stood still for love, grief, and peace. This is not just about a tree — it’s about what we lose when we stop listening to the land.
Release date: 2025-06-10
ISRC: QZWFN2518819
Lyrics:
Two hills watched for over a hundred years
One tree stood, and held our tears
Rooted deep where silence grew
Leaves like flags in northern blue
Shadowed stone and Hadrian’s wall
It stood through wind, through rise and fall
We carved our names, we kissed beneath
Told our stories in its wreath
A single life, not ours to break
But someone came with steel and hate
"They took the Sycamore"
Not just a tree
But something time
Had let us be
"They took the Sycamore"
Now the gap runs wide
Where memory stands
And roots still hide
They laughed and said it made a joke
But nothing’s funny in that smoke
Of fallen limbs and hearts gone numb
Where whispers once and birdsong come
They stole a crown from living ground
And left behind a haunted sound
The space is wide, but never whole
Like something missing from the soul
"They took the Sycamore"
We heard it fall
The breath of stone
Broke through us all
"They took the Sycamore"
But not its name
It still survives
In grief and flame
What takes a moment, took an age
And now it leaves an empty page
A blade, a laugh, a careless sin
What grew in us they can't cut in
"They took the Sycamore"
We won’t forget
It watched our youth
It watches yet
"They took the Sycamore"
But not our hands
We plant again
Across this land
Between two hills, the wind still speaks
Of roots and ghosts and ancient peaks

A tribute to a true rocker — bold in life, fearless in death. He left fire, not silence. His light still walks with us.
Release date: 2025-05-29
ISRC: QZWFN2516597
Lyrics:
I still hear your voice in the morning rain
See your coat still hanging by the frame
The room still breathes though you are gone
But the fire you lit keeps burning on
I walk past the café where we used to sit
The echo of laughter — it still won’t quit
The air still hums your favorite song
It feels like you were here all along
You're not gone — just out of view
I still walk this road with you
Every step, you shine inside
I walk ahead with your light
Photos fade but your smile remains
I carry your voice in the pouring rain
I try to be strong the way you’d be
But some nights still bring me to my knees
Time may take but can’t erase
What we built in sacred space
Love like that, it never dies
It walks beside me in the sky
You're not gone — just out of view
I still walk this road with you
Every breath, you're burning bright
I walk ahead with your light
I walk ahead...
With your light...
With your light...
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