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Brainstorming
03:44
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I can't go under the table, i'm scared of looking your eyes
i`m loosing brainstorming, i`ve been evolving in a child without eyes
My clock is always broken, so i'm watching the clouds in the sky
i promised i'll be waiting, near the window, for a hand in my back
today i'll run in train rails ahhh
i'll laugh at mirror`s faces ahhhh
in all the mornings i felt
i`m the nightmare that stalks in your dreams
if i had a room with papers, and some blue pencils,
i would drown in the sea
today i'll run in train rails ahhh
i'll laugh at mirror`s faces ahhhh
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The sun
02:45
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The sun is hiding very scared
The glass is loosing his reflex
i call him when i couldn't sleep
The moon is jumping in my bed
we are enclosed in a shady room
He knows that at night i stay awake
I'll be awake
i'll be awake
when they come again
i'll be awake
when they come again
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3. |
Inescapable
02:08
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flying like a bird, am i
sitting on an anthill?
can you face my cursed mirror?
can you heal my poison, fear?
lying with a sorrow in a ballroom
screaming silence
and i wonder if life can be much larger
running in a spiral with a
question in my mind
am i living like i wanna?
am i feeling like a dollar?
and i'm lying with a sorrow in a ballroom
screaming silence
and i wonder if love can be much stronger
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4. |
La luna
04:59
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la luna brillarà
tu me responderas
los buhos callaràn
tu risa cambiarà
la lluvia caerà
tus ojos brillaràn
las ramas quebraràn
los sueños se hundiran
la luna
tengo tantas cosas que ya no puedo decir
y es que lo tengo todo, yo lo tengo todo
tengo tantas cosas que no me dejan pensar
y es que lo tengo todo, yo lo tengo todo
La luna brillarà
tu me responderàs
el mar reflejarà
figuras que se van
las horas pasaràn
tu no lo notaras
la noche se verà
perdida en la ciudad
la luna
tengo tantas cosas que ya no puedo decir
y es que lo tengo todo, yo lo tengo todo
tengo tantas cosas que no me dejan pensar
y es que lo tengo todo, yo lo tengo todo
y yo siento que el sol en el mar se apagò
el otoño llegò, las violetas volò
las ventanas cerrò, en el bosque bailò
nubes negras pintò, el color se apagò
el vacìo llenò, las tinieblas dejò
el invierno volviò, no es tan bello el dolor
las miradas del sol, en la silla el gato
las muñecas y yo, en silencio una voz
tengo tantas cosas que no me dejan pensar
y es que lo tengo todo, yo lo tengo todo
la luna
la luna
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5. |
Eternidad
03:26
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los ojos que el triste dolor cambio
las noches que solo tu voz calmò
las dudas maquillan el funeral
las luces se apagan al despertar
el agua no puede notar
que el pez se olvidò de nadar
no hay carceles sin libertad
los versos no tienen final
el frio que nace en la tempestad
la noche se escapa en un boulevard
los lagos reflejan como un cristal
el miedo delata a la soledad
cubierto de ramas en un placard
serà que tan solo estas
flotando en la eternidad
las olas nos quieren llevar
las horas pierden su lugar
las risas se mueren al despertar
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6. |
Las flores del mal
04:14
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las flores del mal hoy
flotan por el aire dando vueltas
flotan por el aire dando
el espejo cae, se
rompen los cristales de tu celda
rompen los cristales de tu
como un ciego va en la oscuridad
el lobo va a cambiar su piel por la del mar
cansado de aullar, se pondra a mirar
los titeres actuar, que fàcil es andar
danzando y cantando,
vamos caminando pero lento
vamos caminando pero
nos sentaremos y tomaremos
salsa de tomate en la taberna
salsa de tomate en lata
peligrosamente
juego entre los pinos
corro bajo el cielo
dibujo destinos
casi inconciente
veo tras la muerte
velos que se corren
bocas se divierten
las flores del mal hoy
flotan por el aire dando vueltas
flotan por el aire dando
el espejo cae, se
rompen los cristales de tu celda
rompen los cristales de tu
como una rosa, baila con el viento
sus espinas duelen, duelen sin remedio
su aroma calla, todos los sentidos
el silencio logra todo objetivo
danzando y cantando,
vamos caminando pero lento
vamos caminando pero
nos sentaremos y tomaremos
salsa de tomate en la taberna
salsa de tomate en lata
peligrosamente
juego entre los pinos
corro bajo el cielo
dibujo destinos
casi inconciente
veo tras la muerte
velos que se corren
bocas se divierten
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7. |
The whip
05:50
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blue eyes and dark wavy hair, cotton hands
Her empty eyes, seems to be looking me
there`s a paint, like a flame
can`t escape, is undead
down by the stream, house with moaning sleeps
lights are gone, you are there
make them go, make them stay
Silent scream, she's been drowned while she sleep
she is aloof, is retreat from this world
as i see
like a horse in a chessboard, the deers escaping to the hills
deal with my fear
shameful kiss, unfinished dreams, the crimson silk against my lips
deal with my fear
I see a shadow close, i mean shadow close
i mean no, no, no, no
I see a shadow close, i mean shadow close
i mean no, no, no, no
loose yourself deep in my eyes
the stormy thoughts are gone
night is soft, the whipping noise
the fire bleeds alone
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8. |
Carla
02:57
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carla is my best friend
and she's been hiding
feeling insecure
haunted mirrors
growing fears
dreams are trying to be real
like a wolf
without a howl
her dreams are lost
her silence talk
lost in drawings
trees and dummies
floating slowly into the sea
no, i want it now
no, i want it now
no, i want it now
i can`t complain, i can`t go back
carla is my best friend
and she's been hiding
feeling insecure
she`s been making,
asking questions
forming crosswords in her bedroom
moving faces
cinic laughing
she`s been chased by her monsters
throwing leaves in every street
the trees can`t see your face, but feels
no, i want it now
no, i want it now
no, i want it now
i can`t complain, i can`t go back
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A secret
03:42
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you`ve got a secret
and you'll never coming back
you wore a colour
a crimson silk is in your mouth
the flames are burning
the flesh stalked in my mind
your dreams are living
and i can see it in your eyes
you've got a secret
the trees are haunted in your eyes
the waves are crashing
the cliff standing at your side
e piu amore, que la vida pasarà
e piu amore, que la vida pasa siempre igual
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10. |
Existence
03:57
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And if there's someone in my closet
and if there`s someone in my room
the clouds were hidden in the ocean
and we are dying in a fog
the faces crumble in a portrait
when we were lying on the ground
i know it's hard to see you there
i know it's hard to see you fail
i know there`s nothing i can say
to heal your pain and reach your hands
i know it's hard to see you there
i know it's hard to see you fail
i know there`s nothing i can say
to keep your memories on
the mere existence is an order
and we`ll travel with the crowd
a rose is bleeding like a soldier
the trees are weeping in a song
i know it's hard to see you there
i know it's hard to see you fail
i know there`s nothing i can say
to heal your pain and reach your hands
i know it's hard to see you there
i know it's hard to see you fail
i know there`s nothing i can say
to keep your memories undead
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11. |
Deers
04:41
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She comes alone in a strawberry floor
She`s like a word in the mouth of a doll
She felt in love with a drowning stone
She`s like a boat in a ephemeral fall
Tears are falling in my head
Deers are running in my bed/head
Lie all i said
Like everyday
She`s gone, her voice in a door, in a wall
She cut her throat with a feather stab
Tears are falling in my head
Deers are running in my bed/head
Lie all i said
Like everyday
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12. |
Coloured dream
02:27
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tender leaves, is any cloud to see?
is there a nightingale? singing the words i say
flying away to escape
is there a better place?
love's in a stormy lake
lives in a flower face
it feels like a memory
seems like a coloured dream
hurts inside, when all the world smile
is there a hopeless night turning the blue light dark?
trapped in a lonely side
seeing the days pass by
lost in a blurry sight
things that i used to have
it feels like a memory
seems like a coloured dream
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13. |
Cat`s cradle
03:30
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clockworks tied in a hole
question raises, there`s a hope
words are faked by a coward
tainted flowers hold the snow
leave the water in a hole
heal the flowers in a pot
life is captured in a portrait
made with all my shallows
nice to know you dear storm,
nice to hold you
and i know how many times i travel
once again the same old trouble
nice to know you dear storm,
arms are quiet
and i know how many times i travel
once again the same old trip alone
eyes are changed in a frown
please don`t tell me what i know
globes are waiting in a birthday
there`s a god behind my faults
hell is founded by a clown
funny people take a lunch
cows are reading in a corner
tales of broken shadows
nice to know you dear storm,
nice to hold you
and i know how many times i travel
once again the same old troubles
nice to know you dear storm,
arms are quiet
and i know how many times i travel
once again the same old troubles
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Peluchito Villa La Angostura, Argentina
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