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A floating cloak from the sidewalk told us
"a mask don't laugh but yells you the truth"
in a carnival of light in june
we crowned our heads with a eight shaped garland
we're stepped out the porch and the man raised his hand
in a carnival of light in june
we've been turned to stone
smiles sculpted like two wounds
just like ruins
from the golden age
behind the sound of a silver trumpet
and a snare drum and a flute made of bone
in a carnival of light in june
we've been turned to stone
smiles sculpted like two wounds
just like ruins
from the golden age
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2. |
Press for illusion
02:15
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First floor where you always lived
not strived too far from your roots
don’t you dare turn around
now you’re barefoot where your boots?
Press for illusion
Second floor the door is open
fingers crossed until your room
on the desk now graze a zoo
horses runnin' in the hallway
Press for illusion
On the last floor no one too
just a fishbowl in the roof
red fishes swim in the ceiling
aiming to where they belong
Press for illusion
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Shimmering
05:05
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Drips the chocolate from your ice cream cone
while an airplane flies behind you and breaks your tale
erasing your past of what you’ve been told
or was a ship that docked and snorted like a whale?
A marble moon makes a ring of the sun upon the horizon
right between mercury and mars
seagulls are on their routes and we wait for the stars
the daylight fades and overwhelm the past
You’re a shimmering distant star
just an almost blasting endless song
So light and darkness are always built anew
and so are me and you
* Minnaloushe creeps through the grass Alone and wise,
And lifts to the changing moon His changing eyes *
You’re a shimmering distant star
just an almost blasting endless song
that’s not written in your past
in abiding flow the world in you collapse
just a phase that it won't last
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Veronica
05:18
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The stains are no more so don't regret for what is worth
the passing of days
with at least a little happy song
I know the lawn where you've been led, Veronica
that remedy worked, and all of the crows are gone
you’ve left windows open wide
to watch if they were dreams or not
to know if there's a bond between you and them, Veronica
your cloths soaked in rain so all of the stains are gone
and swirling like soft rushes
they slipped downwards into the pond
I know there's a bed where no one sleeps, Veronica
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5. |
Kyoto in pictures
03:51
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Little thin Japanese baby
with worn skirt and green long coat
Little thin Japanese baby
you can talk not sayin' a word
and those words I can't translate
those words are still in my heart
And are miles and miles between us
and are monsters in the sea
and they lurk and they deceive us
while they wait they sharp their teeth
Little thin Japanese baby
you ain't japanese at all
Little thin Japanese baby
storing pictures in your drawer
and those pictures don't mean nothing
all those faces tell us lies of what we wanted to be
And are miles and miles between us
and are monsters in the sea
and they lurk and they deceive us
while they wait they sharp their teeth
and if all I missed were you
I would have just followed you some more
in my DeChirico sundays
empty squares where I got lost
Little thin Japanese baby
storing pictures in your drawer
you ain't japanese at all
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A pagan prayer
03:44
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Please free me from the old constraint
for the cold season they will return
they've locked my hands but I free my eyes
in this route are not posts telling lies
"save your friends" says the priestess
and hold the clouds with both arms
now I can see what the images mean:
all our outpost are ruined by the fire
by all those strangers who came from out the town
with their sermons and crosses and knives
"leave this path, there's no way
they won’t come out alive"
clouds all gather round
leaves will fall down eventually
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Rumble cat
03:42
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Rumble cat on rainy days
put your trust in what i say
Rumble cat my friend, so let’s pretend
Hunting in the dusk
Stray cats just like us
Challenging the strong ones an crawling in the dust
Rumble cat my friend, so let’s pretend
Torn blue jean
and sunken cheek
in the hour where noone meet
neither you or me Rumble cat my friend
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Friends and shadows in the end
come together hand in hand
and now you can talk to me and say "hey how are you?"
I'm fine thanks, it's just the flu
and now I just have some headaches
and now I just have...
Friends and shadows I've been led astray
bargaining for freedom, pledgin' to find a way
to find a new vision of you
the way you make me feel
and we shall apart in order to find a cure
and now I just have some headaches
and now I just have some headaches
and now I just have...
Friends and shadows in the end
come together hand in hand
and now you can talk to me and say "hey how are you?"
"I'm fine thanks, it's just the flu"
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Well, what about me?
I discovered the truth that it still exists
free from your circle and your sight
that I learnt to despise
I play fool to catch wise
once bitten twice shy
Now I don't have to think twice,
because that's all well and good
but not so kind from you
Show some respect for the shadow
I searched for a heaven in earth for you to be kissed from me
where I built a tower and a pit
I choosen each stone
and I sculpted a statue of you
relying just on memories
pullin you out from your disguise
and discovering that only bones remain
Well, what about the gifts, all the boxes from you
they're all made of what you put inside
well there's something old and new always coming from you
Show some respect for the shadow
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10. |
Down in the park
03:02
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You hold your breath and count to ten
just do like in the past
cause there's a means to an end
and there's nothin here at hand
Down in the park, we playin' cards
and if night comes too soon
just wait for me and give me another clue to find you
Only birch stand all around and you play with a stick
your scent is different now and I fear what this mean
Down in the park, we playin' cards
and if night comes too soon
another hint of you, another clue
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seacrash San Mateo, California
SEACRASH is
Antonio Littarru, Iglesias, 1980.
Singer and songwriter based in Italy.
Psychedelic pop and folk songs rooted in sixties sounds and melodies.
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