1. |
Yellow Wheat Fields
03:25
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Yellow wheat fields towards me
the world has changed the way I feel
the more I live, the more I'd die here
Let down your bun in the symphony of wind
Yellow wheat fields across your streets
I drove in your heart and be in it
I know the sea has to dip my feet
keep your skirt in the symphony of wind
Let it go
you're not alone
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2. |
Longing
03:21
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"Do you feel this Northwest wind?"
that one that takes you away from here
your heart is like this sea
mysterious carme in a moon of spring
but the wheat in your eyes
it will crumble me
so just in my dreams tonight
we'll be here alone
we'll embrace and cry forever
I've turned my back to the sun
keep falling down to the ground
keep throwing my fate to a shooting star
but I still have a lousy arm
And so again
the wheat in your eyes
it will crumble me
so just in my dreams tonight
we'll be in our home
we'll embrace and be us forever
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3. |
Empatia
03:15
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I was moving forward
by myself
I was crawling back
but no one care
I was racing trains
to forget
shivering and shimmering
but I was deeper than the sun
the sun is going down
I was chasing ghosts
crumbs of souvenir
I was hunting shadows
hugged myself
I was moving the earth
with my lips
I was Nanay's riverbed
and deeper than the sun
the sun is falling down
Your silky yellow eyes
raise me up to where the air flows
you're still deeper than the sun
you take me high to the top
where my wings burned
and you let me fall down to the ground
cause you're deeper than the sun
You pull me down, you take me high
it always starts with which the beauty
your feet touch the ground
you're deeper than the sun
I was chasing ghosts
crumbs of souvenir
I was hunting shadows
hugged myself
I was moving the earth
with my lips
I was Corrib's riverbed
and I was deeper than the sun
the sun is falling down
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4. |
Lucy
03:44
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I left my razorblade
on the cubby in the bathroom
I'll keep it press on my skin
to bring out the evil on the things
I left my razorblade
on the nightstand in the bathroom
I'll put background music
to exorcise the evil on the things
If Lucy please just come and play outside?
I left my razorblade
shining and prominently
I will mark my skin
to sanctify the evil on the things
I left my razorblade
in front of my mirror
I'll put background music
to sing out the evil on the things
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5. |
The Stain
04:09
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The fall of a death beauty star
I'm tired of wait her collapse
with this wide-open heart
useless, fall apart
Remember me
I realize when I'm writing these words
that I don't want this song to stop
when I abuse my guitar
the will not die is unbearable
You've forgotten me
I kept her alive that night
hanging on the wheel of my damn car
singing "Black Chandelier."
her beauty and the moonlight won me
I could sleep on the roof or on the road
but I went back home
I want you to know
that I don't care if it hurts tonight
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6. |
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Wake up
let's put some make up
eat and wash your face now
try just smiling somehow
Rise up
dry your tears and don't cry
take Maya for a walk
hold on and lick a honey sun, alone
Shake now
your body on this tune now
or skip it and sing your favorites songs
you may find your own home
Sleep now
as always, clench your fist like
defend yourself from devious
your comfort zone will kill you
And after all this tears and cries
look, the girl is waking up
show them your tongue right now
skinny little rebel girl
Whistle
cover well your pistol
and fate under your pillow
chasing lights and egoes
Baby
with the heart of a lonely wolfie
it doesn't even remember its own name
but God invented oak leaves
We both started crying
life after youth
lights of a faded memories
I found a knife on your sidewalk
I took a walk, and I'll not come back
and so forever now you will roam
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7. |
2019
04:36
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It's a blank paper
that one that I'm getting stain
I'm driving 'till my legs hurt
sometimes it's better not to say anything
your smile is an anchor
between the sea foam and the lunar dust
I'm waiting for you
All I do is miss you
I'm holding my pen
like a lump in my throat
covered in ink, I drowned
I'm walking 'till my feet are bleeding
I'm smoking 'till I spit blood
sometimes it's better not to say anything at all
your legs are a woad
between the waves of the sea and the pull of the moon
I'm worried about changes
I'm worried about losses
'cause I know God made me quiet alone
and I persist to wander off
but I've always ended up on my way back home
to you, to receive your half-love
'till I found out there's no one at the door
the moon takes off its light on me
no clue or hint of glint
why I'm still dreaming about this?
fictional life on a fictional dream
lost at last
to discover that it's fine to be me
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8. |
Home
03:05
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Motionless in time
like a frame in a photograph
searching for the meaning of life is desperate and useless
don't you think so?
Every step I take is so dumb and worthless
and I walk in vain
then I stumble and fall
in a ground of pain
where nothing seems to comfort me
How long will this trip last?
I wanna go home
to go home
I'm pretty sure I'm right
when I say "home is where your heart is"
but I've been trading for my heart for a thousand miles
and I just cannot find it
it has been ripped away from me time and time ago
so I suppose I'm homeless
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Talk About Records Santu Lussurgiu, Italy
Sardinian Indie Label founded in 2008. We work with great and indipendent musicians of Sardinia, Italy, Europe, World.
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