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Grey
03:38
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He feels lonely and weird today
Dullness is showing him around
New old places seen this way
Simple faces, empty eyes
Grey,
The tombstone and the mice
The jacket, the pants and the tie
Grey is putting him aside.
Peaks up into the sky
Dizzy for being too high
Bread was the best he had
Once he is away,
From the grey
Wishes vanish in the air
Waking up at 7 o’clock
Somehow he has to declare
His rejection to this world
Grey,
The tombstone and the mice
The jacket, the pants and the tie
Grey is putting him aside.
Peaks up into the sky
Dizzy for being too high
Bread was the best he had
Once he is away,
From the grey
( From the grey)
Peaks up into the sky
Dizzy for being too high
Bread is the the best he has
Now he is away
Now he is away
From the grey (grave)
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2. |
Cofing
03:21
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She wouldn't care to confess
that a darker mist is falling over her
let him go, he is NO
and he'll fade away as the words he use for show
she is so blind, but she is so fine
that it seems to me that he is the one to pine!
Chorus:
No matter how they're trying, IT 'll come again and stand
to lunge at her to smile and leave you wondering
no matter how they're trying now she's learnt to run away
before her will begins to fray
He wouldn't care, to confess
that the darkest mist is in him and he needs her
she won't go, if he says NO
but he has to fight against cof against a wall
he is so fine, but he is so blind
now it's just too late and she won't change her mind
Chorus:
Perhaps it's worth to give a try
perhaps the man and feelings will survive
no matter how she's trying she will never give away
'cause now they're ready for the fray
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There're three ladies in black
solemnly walking they're right on his back
ridicule foolishness plated with lust
feeling courageous
but soon to be the dust
He seems not to be aware
how fast they're spinning down in the lair (bis)
Don't be crazy, don't be stupid
friends won't give a damn
'cause it's only funny when it's funny
and at the end it's just you and...
The ladies in black
they follow your track
Now, it's late , done is the bet
one of them is ready, cut the thread
now, it's late , done is the bet
one of them is ready, cut the thread!!!
He was crazy, he was stupid
friends didn't give a damn
'cause it's only funny, when it's funny
and at the end, it's just you and them
The ladies in black
they follow your track
the ladies in black
watch out for your back
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Mirror
03:04
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Mirror, polished silver, amber inlays, scary window
visions, moving faster as your plaster cracks with teardrops
Whenever she sees her past
it always shows its best
those gentleman and revelry won't stop her to feel
free to cry
she feels free to die
but then a bow reminds her now, her naughty night
and she dares to smile, and she dares to lie
sound of glasses, songs and laughters
when all is gone she's left alone
Wisdom, how annoying when you're sitting by your window
watching (hearing) how amusing life can be when you are the audience
She'd like to make a pact
her youth and beauty back
to get as well her energy and the attention to feel
free to fly
to provoke a sigh
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5. |
Gone Too Far
03:50
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Once in a while A. is outrageous
and it's so pathetic that I could kill (him)
'cause I want to help him with his B plan
please don't laugh...yes, that's what it means
A. keeps believing he is a genius while the rest of us insane
A. keeps believing changes happen
they come along, no strain, no pain
Chorus:
He has never gone too far
in his will to feel the dark
now it's life who'll drown you into that
real life is real darkness, in your eyes
(no, I swear, I'm changing, I am trying...)
Poor A is eating a mouldy bread crust
Sitting alone he tries to sing
A future in flow a life in balance
Holding the bow where’s the violin
Chorus:
He has never gone too far
in his will to feel the dark
now it's life who'll drown you into...
He had never gone too far
Lalalallaaaaaaaa
Papapapanooopanopano
In the dark, he'll survive
In the dark, he can see beyond his nose
beyond his eyes
beyond the rest of the lies
that kept him alive
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6. |
(A) God's Lover
03:18
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With the sound of the heels she starts the day
Loud Rach 3 and two pieces of toast
she gets dressed with accuracy and vanity
a grin and she is ready to go
In the streets heads turn as she's passing by
she feels that, well of course she does
but the wink and the dribble must await
back doors and black window cars
None of the man she sees, would make out
what she pretends to be by stealing them part of their lives
Chorus:
Her dream was to make love to (a) God
absorbing his Essence would be more than pleasant
perhaps a way to the Third Sky
well, yes, it's not the way to behave
but possibly searching could help her in making up someone who's worth all her love
In the cage of her personality
she is as safe as a girl can be
it's a shelter all made of confidence, kindness and soft cruelty
Clever words in the finest cocktail bars
fewer words in the linen stir
she's been seen often at the opera
people stare, she does not care
None of the man she sees, would make out
what she pretends to be by stealing them part of their lives
Chorus:
Her god is just right there you see
the glare in the eye, the age and the tie
too many smiles, pastries and tea
She should look, while it's not too late
get rid of conventions and change your intentions
He is as close as he can be
He is as close as he could be
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Eyes hazy, framed in silken veil
Wordless half-smile bathes skin so pale
Dressed green and red, edge trimmed with gold,
black beaded jet round shoulders cold
Pawn to Duke, and soon to bed
To bear a son but not to wed
Chorus:
The Mistress hidden, who's to know?
who to marry? Where to go?
Kept in tall towers of ivory
The ermine, and the Lady C
Flute solo
Ousted, broken, banished far
Sadness awaits her fallen star
The light, the ermine, master's brush
will render free from shameful hush
Pawn to Duke, and soon to bed
To bear a son but not to wed
Chorus:
The Mistress hidden, who's to know?
who to marry? Where to go?
Kept in tall towers of ivory
The ermine, and the Lady C
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The room was getting smaller
Alice in Wonderland
And breathing was much harder
No time no space no friend.
Surviving was an option
but leaving was as well
there's a clear bright window, there's a way through it
Hurry up I can hear the bell
Dark solitude, cruel master
Scared white rabbit he takes my hand
Safely past the bad jabberwocky (to another)
Midnight in Wonderland
Who’s the girl who’s lying on the fucking floor
Some kind of weirdo, someone said she was a whore
That’s when the words could hurt, that’s when they go too far
That’s when the words could hurt, they’re breaking you apart.
Dark solitude, cruel master
Scared white rabbit he takes my hand
Safely past the bad jabberwocky (to another)
Midnight in Wonderland
Safely past the bad jabberwocky
(repeat)
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