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Finale
06:45
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The last town out of real,
leaves breath a dress of silence:
that's all we have.
Don't ask why, I can't reply,
your words echo my distance.
I'd fall apart.
All the signs have gone
drowning as the rain floods
and soaks the heart.
When you'll hear its voice and find
a secret switch deep inside your brain,
call my arms home.
Call my arms home,
heart and soul tied.
How was your mouth before...
The sand draws closer
as we play our game.
With the eyes tight closed
I'll step inside the storm,
you'll grab my shoulder
and further will mean together.
Call my arms home,
heart and soul tied,
close your eyes before
they'll read my pain.
Call my arms home,
heart and soul tied.
How was your mouth before
my name?
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2. |
Zen Gain
05:29
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Cover up the wrecked
plans you've tried this far
out of harm.
All their eyes are welcome,
welcome back the hope you left behind.
Fast and shut
like a car about to crush.
Buried in your chest
lie the broken glasses and the shelves
full of garbage you forgot,
dreams you deny,
you felt dead because of.
Caught by the cold
you fought the night.
a storm passing by
caused days to hold on
for solutions you couldn't find.
(Carry on and shut it off
and start it over again)
You scream and shout
to the sun to stop shine,
choke on day's breath
and the thoughts it will cause.
Turn back you're cornered
behind their lines,
tears grow ocean size.
Doubt rise as cold knives it blinds your eyes,
you fight this war of nerves.
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3. |
Penrose Stairs (Part I)
01:03
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I'll grow the stars till dawn.
(I'm falling with my arms crossed)
My memory's broken, the past is like filtered
through a frame of glass buried in a coffee jar.
(Starving, stealing cold rhymes)
Penrose stairs I walk, I rise while I fall
lost in a maze of chords.
(Failing, fishing the sky)
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4. |
Penrose Stairs (Part II)
03:45
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6. |
Cold Air
05:23
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Countless stars,
here we are far lullabies
running after their melodies,
every single note.
I'm aware of that.
Now our bounds are breaking
slowly turning into sad ghosts
as our ending comes near.
I'm glad I'm feeling incomplete
but it's over, now it's over.
I'm not that amazing
but I won't let our efforts flow,
not a single one!
I started running along the sea
to shorten the distance
between your heart and mine.
Five miles still weren't enough,
seven lasted half the call I didn't made.
Nine and my legs lost weight,
ten speeded up my heart
but it wasn't the pace.
I ate a snowflake:
tasted like you'll be there,
in the next breath I'll take.
And I realized
you are cold air.
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7. |
Howard
05:13
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It' been two days since
I run into you at the market.
We've been of our own for five years now
and our bounds lost their meanings.
We're now on our own for better times
and I still don't give you the answer you desired.
Do you remember when the two of us met?
You were brilliant, witty, gorgeous to look at...
as there was much to fill that empty and be sure
that our love would make it through.
You called me precious and passionately declared that you love everything about me.
Something's changed.
I do like you,
as you pointed out a number of times,
you're good company
but I don't need to spend
prolonged lengths of time with you.
Your touch does not leave me aching for more
and your easiness can't thrill me.
You have many good things
but you do not know how to fascinate me still.
Will you remember
what we've been through together?
We're not just the reason
why it's so hard to be as happy as before
when
I loved to be loved by you.
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8. |
Distances
03:00
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Words came out scattering.
A wardrobe of cold rites stayed.
(I cannot wait in my room
consuming what I've found)
I wonder if you've recalled that sign
in all the clattering,
hordes of hopeless sounds
saved in a moment.
I'm home and I am far,
I'm home and far away from me.
I'm holding on
and wait for the world's end
to shake you up this time.
I'll keep you out of reach and leave,
I'll keep you out of reach and breath
on my own.
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9. |
The Firefly
03:39
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And I would stare at the grains of light
in that silent space of your heart.
More than once I tried
stretching my hands out in the dark
and I touched nothing,
you were just beyond my grasp.
And as time keeps passing by
it began to take a form.
The way a light still finds its birth in shadow
slow a firefly gains her way back to the night.
Naked now but still so far.
You wear the soft light of the moon.
Shapes of that memory spreading on your skin.
The frozen night holds your newborn flesh.
(If death is a part of life
and soaks in our lungs like dust
than I would look straight up high
chasing your trail of light)
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