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(M. Alessi)

He was a good player, but under the ground he kept a secret a ball pulses in the hand and he can spit in the N.A.S.A glass it's a life of circumstances because you are the one that found Him What about your last days? what did you say? what about your last days? “Mommy please hug me strongly because I'll lose my voice at the end of this story Joelle forgive me slowly because I'll lose my head at the end of this story” He wasn't a good dad and inside the microwave he lost his head a life in love with the lens, but many are gone for a film cartridge a “mad stork” called Himself that lives beneath the fields of E.T.A What about your last days? what did you say? what about your last days? “Mommy please hug me strongly because I'll lose my voice at the end of this story Joelle forgive me slowly because I'll lose my head at the end of this story” What about your last days? what did you say? what about your last days?

MICHELE ALESSI: VOICES, ACOUSTIC GUITARS, UKULELE, EKO AND FARFISA ORGANS, BASS DARIO DELLA ROSSA: TOY PIANO ALDO D'ORRICO: ACOUSTIC GUITAR YANDRO ESTRADA: DRUMS, MARACAS, SHAKER MAURIZIO MIRABELLI: MARIMBA IGNAZIO NISTICO'Ò: FARFISA ORGAN


(M. Alessi)

This is a crown and you're my heir so when I die I'll give this world to you but there's something you must know about this place it won't be the same, because mankind is crazy There are no fish, 'cause oil stained the sea and no birds that sing, cause smog filled the air I wish you‟d trust me, before it's really too late Empty fragment, you'll belong to an empty fragment oh no no no this world belongs to you There are no trees „cause men love bridges the mountain you see is just a pile of trash look at the sun, it's rising in the east but it's a shame it lights an empty grey land I wish you‟d trust me, because it's really too late Empty fragment, you'll belong to an empty fragment oh no no no this world belongs to you This is a crown and you're my heir so when I die I'll give this world to you Forgive me and trust me So let the trees grow over the clouds, it will be the way you save your house and let the rivers flow along till the lands of green sea and let the leaves slowly come down only in the season they want and let this old world turn around

MICHELE ALESSI: VOICES, ACOUSTIC GUITARS, UKULELE, BASS LUIGI COVELLO: VIOLINS DARIO DELLA ROSSA: PIANO MARIO GALLO: TUBA IGNAZIO NISTICO'Ò: FARFISA ORGAN GIUSEPPE OLIVETO: FLUGELHORN, TROMBONE MASSIMO PALERMO: DRUMS, LITTLE BELL, GUIRO‟Ò, SHAKER, CYMBALS


(M. Alessi)

When you talk to me I become a wall drawn with boys that scream near a closed window Trade is not for me, do I deserve your heart? With the soul of a stranger I'll become your next storm How fun is your time? the world is not a fight how far is your goal? a life is long enough how smart is this song? it's a way to go high can everybody know how to fix a wrong night? How to fix a wrong night The sound is not a hut where I can hide myself when the skies come down for a casual reason i'm working on my mood, my life is not a mess it's a waste of time, Natureâ€&#x;s done a great job I'm stubborn How fun is your time? the world is not a fight how far is your goal? a life is long enough how smart is this song? it's a way to go high can everybody know how to live for a long time? How to live for a long time When she talks to me I become dumb with my slow heart beat in a silent desert How fun is your time? the world is not a fight how far is your goal? a life is long enough how smart is this song? it's a way to go high can everybody know how to fix a wrong night? How to fix a wrong night

MICHELE ALESSI: VOICES, ACOUSTIC GUITARS, EKO ORGAN, TREMOLO-FARFISA ORGAN, CLAPS DARIO DELLA ROSSA: ELECTRIC PIANO MASSIMO PALERMO: DRUMS, MARACAS, CLAPS, CONCHSHELLS, TOYCLAPS LIBERO RODOFILI: BASS


(M. Alessi)

Somewhere you left a little case with something really pretty and great inside brother i saw your scary face while you stumbled on everything you met there What you need is here Kill your lovers to find your own it's a gift so fun Brother i know your real mood when you killed me, you started from the inside and now there's a part of me that hurts youâ€&#x;d better take it away now What we missed is you Kill your lovers to find your own it's a gift so fun My heart in a doggy bag it's a gift so fun

MICHELE ALESSI: VOICES, ACOUSTIC GUITARS, UKULELE, BASS STEFANO AMATO: CELLOS DARIO DELLA ROSSA: PIANO YANDRO ESTRADA: DRUMS, SHAKER


(M. Alessi)

They wanna convince your heart not you that life is not trouble despite your time is gone a treasure made of paper or an island full of words some covers are like glue they meet your hands whenever the light of day is gone but this is not correct they also love the sun Someday they'll come to take you, are you ready or not? to leave your house, your bed, your quiet room in boredom you 'll need your eyes, your mind, your best mood, are you ready or not? they'll get you. A night on the bunker hill, or at the park with Leon on a journey with the ghosts of Paris or with the man who killed two girls with a simple stone that postman is like an old friend Julie seems like a lion while my desire for a cruise is gone but this is not the end of a night of fury and sound Someday they'll come to take you, are you ready or not? to leave your house, your bed, your quiet room in boredom you 'll need your eyes, your mind, your best mood, are you ready or not? they'll get you. A kidnapping, but you will be free a kidnapping, but you can walk around

MICHELE ALESSI: VOICES, ACOUSTIC GUITARS TONIE CHIODO: DOUBLE BASS ALDO D'ORRICO: ACOUSTIC GUITAR YANDRO ESTRADA: DRUMS, SHAKER, MARACAS, CLAPS IGNAZIO NISTICO'Ă’: FARFISA ORGAN


(M. Alessi)

To be able to swim without lights in a storm at the end of night to be happy in the summertime sun or at a bonfire with friends and songs Now my relatives are drowning at home while they 're waiting for my return pieces of wood near my exhausted soul but I'm happy to die alone Now while I'm drowning my heart is full of lightning and says a prayer to my soul slowly this sad boat sinks, I've water in my dry throat but I'm happy because.. My sons are on the other ship my sons, they're not with me my sons are on the other ship At the end of this summertime fight like that shipwreck on Christmas night I forget all misunderstood words and I'm happy to die alone Now while I'm drowning my heart is full of lightning and says a prayer to my soul slowly this sad boat sinks, I've water in my dry throat but I'm happy because.. My sons are on the other ship my sons, they're not with me my sons are on the other ship To be happy about a summertime storm but the seas are increasing force while the sun is dawning on the world I'll sing loud my clandestine song

MICHELE ALESSI: VOICES, ACOUSTIC GUITARS, BASS STEFANO AMATO: CELLO GIOVANNI AZZINARI: VIOLIN CARLO BARBAGALLO: SLIDE GUITAR LUIGI COVELLO: VIOLIN ALESSIO VILARDO: VIOLON


(M. Alessi)

Time is just a medicine, but what you've lived is what you are and I won't forget that scream In these days of western stories and cowboys with shit inside i‟ve removed youth Time is just a magazine, and where you‟ve lived is what you are I don't regret these years When the boys were enchanted by an angle (the sound of bell was tolling) and the children were playing under the table (and i won't forget that scream) when the killers started to shoot in the air (it was a dirty job) in a town where toys are really dangerous (cowboys are in town) What we wanted was to play along White sheets on the pavements in all corners of the town I don't regret these years white shit before a murder, now the newspapers will have their stuff i‟ve removed youth When the boys were enchanted by an angle (the sound of bell was tolling) and the children were playing under the table (and i won't forget that scream) when the killers started to shoot in the air (it was a dirty job) in a town where toys are really dangerous (cowboys are in town) What we wanted was to play along

MICHELE ALESSI: VOICES, ACOUSTIC GUITARS, UKULELE, BASS, EKO ORGAN FILIPPO ANDREACCHIO: MANDOLIN MAURIZIO MIRABELLI: MARIMBA MASSIMO PALERMO: SHAKER, MARACAS, THUNDER CRISTIAN ROSA: VOICES


(M. Alessi)

Welcome Mark down to earth your friends cry give them time, they surely think they know you well how many days did you spend without a light? Here you can count on your empty songs, here you can count on me here you can count on your empty chords, here you can't go away Two months have passed but deep inside my heart i'm alive welcome home where all things are made of light Here you can count on your empty songs, here you can count on me here you can count on your empty chords, here you can't go away But behind my fears i found my real friends and the deepest song i've ever heard is a part of them and beyond my strings and the ones that told me to stay there's a song for every man, a song lighting the way Why do you smile? maybe i'm strange without my chair don't joke Mark, even words there seem lighter Here you can count on your empty songs, here you can count on me here you can count on your empty chords, here you can't go away But behind my fears i found my real friends and the deepest song i've ever heard is a part of them and beyond my strings and the ones that told me to stay there's a song for every man, a song lighting the way So we'll come alive again just a little more

MICHELE ALESSI: VOICES, ACOUSTIC GUITARS, BASS STEFANO AMATO: CELLOS MASSIMO CARERE : DRUMS GIANLUCA GALLO: PIANO


(M. Alessi)

An old fish asked younger ones: “how's the water?" panic and doubts in the sea, some things are hard to see and to talk about, my dear In the day-to-day existence it's matter of life or death and this is not ok It's just a fact that some men have stolen the water as if I could take the sun away and it's a cancer leading us to fight them I wanna love your house I wanna drink your eyes I wanna know your “how” I wanna drink your eyes The life is the heat in a desert land and you are my water so it's a strange thing to image my life without your pretty face and our house on the hill love is a stupid mean love is a word without a soul so catch my hesitation to talk about it I wanna love your house I wanna drink your eyes I wanna know your “how” I wanna drink your eyes This is just water An old fish asked younger ones: “how's the water?" panic and doubts in the sea, some things are hard to see and to talk about, because this is water

MICHELE ALESSI: VOICES, ACOUSTIC GUITARS, UKULELE ROBERTA CIANCIO: SOPRANO SAXOPHONE TONIE CHIODO: BASS DARIO DELLA ROSSA : TOY PIANO MIRKO ONOFRIO: FLUTES MASSIMO PALERMO: DRUMS, MARACAS, CYMBALS


(M. Alessi)

Today i've holes in all my shoes I'm walking with my feet until my lonely end come here, there's something you can do an accord with my heart, my hands, my lovely mood Go away My cat wonders what to do the water on my skin becomes a light that pulses but there I found another moon it was behind the sun there where the sand is glue Go away My friends, this day is green like tears

MICHELE ALESSI: VOICES, ACOUSTIC GUITARS DARIO DELLA ROSSA: TOY PIANO ALDO D'ORRICO: ACOUSTIC GUITAR YANDRO ESTRADA: DRUMS, SHAKER, MARACAS MAURIZIO MIRABELLI: MARIMBA IGNAZIO NISTICO'Ă’: XYLOPHONE



This Is Water