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All I Know
03:29
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I can't be waiting for another day to pass
I can't just sit here all alone 'cause I've grown too old
knowing you still won't come
oh, no, you still won't come
when the same call was coming from you I was there
with the same look you always put on sale unaware
like you said, it ain't fair
but you know, life is tough
it's gonna let us down
all I know is I'll get in tune
april, May, maybe June
but still without you
I can't be waiting for another train to lauh
I can't just sit here at the station with all my stuff
and if you keep your eyes tough
oh, no, I'll hear another man cry
I know the same sound coming from me was a trap
on the way to being the angel at your side
or on your back?
like you said, it ain't fair
but you know, life is tough
it's gonna let us down
april, may, maybe june
but still without you
and the blame is mine
I used to touch your hands when they burned
like a flame
like you said, it ain't fair
but you know, life is tough
it's gonna let us down
all I know is I'll get in tune
april, may, maybe june
but still without you
like you said, it ain't fair
but you know, life is tough
and I should never say all I know.
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He was the one who cured, cured my pain
The one who rescued me from sure death
He went across the land of no souls
Through the endless depths
Of prison holes
With his smiles he broke nineteen hearts
With scornful lips he drew the line
Of the rise and fall of my young heart
Bred out of his mouth into mine
I'm alone and alive
He would hold a stone when he talked
He pushed aside his wives, his nineteen wives
He said "I won't get old, I'll get mad"
That's all he'd say
He left me wise
I'm alone and alive
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In the city lanes I was waiting for you
Standing on the verge
Of where the streets break free at last
To say "I'm sorry"
Poisoning the smiles of the strangers I met
I began to follow
The smoke coming out of your heart
And for that I'm sorry
And what else
Will you take
Sayin' bye bye
I'm sorry
And I wish
I had you here
Misery, Misery, Misery, come home
Misery, Misery, Misery, Misery, show me
How surrender is a nobility unknown
To live a quite life is tempting but
Could it be I love how the lines on my face get clearer
With the hunger
Take me on your game, I'll say
"Everything's fine"
And I'll state for the record
But in the end what are records for?
If not to hurry…
And here I am
In first place
But you won
I know your story
But does your future know my name?
Misery, Misery, Misery, come home
Misery, Misery, Misery, Misery, come home
Misery, Misery, Misery, Misery, show me
How surrender is a nobility unknown
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4. |
Down Down
04:13
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And you're pickin' up the pieces of a whole life
Down down, I won't go
And you're moving to the outskirts of your backyard
Down down, I won't go
Down down, I won't go
Down down, I won't go
These are the cards that I hold, I put them down
Down down, I won't go
When you sit on your throne I will laugh at your crown
Down down, I won't go
Down down, I won't go
Down down, I won't go
Down down, I won't go
But when you leave here
When you leave here
When you leave here
Will you believe?
Your lover bought all the tickets for your debut
Down down, I won't go
But can you see anybody else but me in the orchestra?
Down down, I won't go
Then you put it down, you throw away your mask
But please don't, ‘cause nobody knows
Which is the face
Which is the face…
I won't go
Down down, I won't go
Down down, I won't go
Down down, I won't go
But when you leave here
When you leave here
When you leave here
Will you believe?
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And I walked on the trail of many wise man
I said that I would endure the fall of the Western Wall
In those days the delight was enough to miss the call of the Americans' War
And all the killing
I was eighteen that night, I can remember the snow
And my show was so far from satisfying my soul
My past was better than me as I am now
So I take a walk with my impurity
In the dark of this Aberdeen Lane
A cold scene comes in play when I look at this port
An innocence so cold, in this heart there's just dirt
My friend in your warmth, please never turn to where I'm sowing my pain
So don't go down this Aberdeen Lane
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Mount Pellegrino
04:05
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In Palermo there's a town
And a town inside that town
Mandolin men
Tailoring the wires of a million light bulbs
Ain't that a shame?
On the top floor of an old miracle
Señor Borges is writing my name on his magic phonebook
Ain't that a shame?
In the alley where you got your master degree
In tambourine skins anatomy
Now you're gonna teach all the kids next year
Next year I'll be following your tip
And walk over the line
Of Mount Pellegrino
Of Mount Pellegrino
I'll be waiting at the foot of someone else's pain
On Mount Pellegrino
On Mount Pellegrino
But it's obvious sometimes
I can't do the shoe-shine on the soles of your sneakers
You're talking ‘bout the leaders and their lies
You feel ashamed
I'll be here every night
Drinking blood ‘till sunrise
‘Cause in days like these everybody's got their own view of death
And I got mine
Out in the crowd of Saint Rosalie you ask
What direction North lies
But I had enough of all your sympathy this year
This year I'll be following your tip
And walk over the line
Of Mount Pellegrino
Of Mount Pellegrino
You're calling me and
You're tumbling like an acrobat down the line
Of Mount Pellegrino
Of Mount Pellegrino
This love is like a levee laid on a ghost river
This love is like a levee laid on a ghost river bed
She is pure as gold, nice and warm
The smartest around
How am I gonna tell her that she's lip-synched
It's such a shame
Last year I was following your dream to go beyond the line
Of Mount Pellegrino
Of Mount Pellegrino
Now I'll stay here and you'll discover the dark side
Of Mount Pellegrino
Of Mount Pellegrino
(This love is like a levee laid on a ghost river bed)
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7. |
Myriam
04:16
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On my knees, on the ground
Anonymous in my own hometown
Practicing faith
‘Cause the sign on the street
says tonight is a dead-end part of the story I'm in
Oh, my…
Is it over now?
On my mind there is Myriam…
The men look like ribbons on you
A million glasses that toast
But here I am all alone
Standing in my coat
In my peace I hear a sound
Names escape from the other room
Somehow it feels like
All through this night
Your being shy
Will remind me of Myriam
Let the clock decide
We'll hope for another chance
That won't ever come
Oh I died, I died, I died in a photograph
Oh I died, I died, I died in a photograph
You lowered your daughter down, down with your bare hands
A whole past life drowned in a photograph
And I burn, I burn, I burn like a photograph
Oh I burn, I burn, I burn like a photograph
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Maybe two, or three more
And Saturday's gone
On your lonely stool
With your secret twin
Singing "goodnight, goodnight, cruel night…
Take what you want from me"
It could be tomorrow, at the latest
And Saturday's gone
You cannot hide all your life
Behind words only you can understand
If it worked out fine once, then lucky you
Pole pole
Pole kitoto
You were a child, such a beautiful child
You were a Saturday's child
And soon you got your own job to do
Your life, your life was about
Weaving the squares in your town
Pole pole
Pole kitoto
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9. |
Me And The Rain
04:05
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I know a brilliant speech is not my best
Oh, I know a brilliant speech is not my best
It's easy in these days to raise a castle
But in a minute it's too late, I'll be born bastard
This is what I'd pay to say a word
I take my small self and I'll see you someday
I feel this guilt is diggin' empty
A shallow grave inside me, just a landfill
And I wish this telephone was a radio
Frequencies and waves set to let your mind go
But I've never really got through this before
I take my small self and ready to go
And now it's just
Me and the rain
Me and the rain, oh oh
It's just me and the rain, oh oh
‘Cause sometimes far behind is still too close
‘Cause sometimes far behind is still too clear
I pick up some memories of Maria
Naked in the backseat of my Fiat
This is what it's like to be a shadow
I take my small self and just disappear
And now it's just
Me and the rain
Me and the rain
It's just me and the rain
My home is anywhere out of here
You are just the shade of what I imagined
But I've never understood this lies of happiness
So I keep my small self in an invisible room
And now it's just
Me and the rain
Me and the rain
It's just me and the rain
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10. |
High Lake Bay
02:55
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In the town of the high lake bay
A woman's waiting for another sign
Of unrequited love
The last of a long list
I only want my love to come home
I wonder why can't his day be mine
He's so blind
Or, maybe, am I?
I save my tears, I lock 'em inside
I hope it is enough
When he comes in
By the front door
Right away he's gone
And you step out lookin' for his smile
When you ask me where he's gone this time
oilì oilì oilà, I wanna lie
In those years of solitude
I was a tear on the face of youth
Then came you
My gratitude, my lily from the sky
Baby hush,
Baby be calm and keep the dreams
In your heart just as clean as they are tonight
But give them a high price
So only a few can get in
And be kind to your love
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Fabrizio Cammarata Palermo, Italy
“A beautiful examination of love’s lost corridors”
- Drowned in Sound
“Emotionally
vibrant, bittersweet, and ultimately freeing”
- POPMATTERS
“A wonderful tool for emotional enrichment”
- Clash
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