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HERO - TUTTI I TESTI

hero - reverse context - marcello liverani - stefano obino - sa scena sarda - 2019

Hero

Reverse Context, 2019

Hero

Came  in this world with no great expectations
you heard my voice I’m still feeling this sense of connection
I felt, Oh, you know that I felt
YOU were a liar
but I shared all those  moments and I drown all those 
moments in fire
 
 
I’m leaving 
this all

 

Sending 
flames
from above
 
 
And you know that the Whirlpool ’s still here
And I’ve never tried to be a hero
but I can feel the sound of the rain and the sound of the dreams
 and the smell of the cream
 
like a dog without a bone 
and a man without a storm
like a frog without a pond
There is anguish in me
 
I’m leaving 
this all
 
Sending 
flames
from above
 
I cannot pretend anymore
 
I’m 
leaving 
this all
 
Sending 
flames
from above
 
Came  in this world with no great expectations
you heard my voice I’m still feeling this sense of connection
 
 
And you know that the Whirlpool ’s still here
And I’ve never tried to be a hero
but I can feel the sound of the rain and the sound of the dreams 
and the smell of the cream
 
 
I’m leaving 
this all
 
Sending 
flames
from above

Lullaby for the Alien

Sleep
little alien child
Stay with the moment for a while
sleeep
Just stay right here where you are 
Under this bluuue sky
And if you want 
just breathe
 
 
Just breathe
 
Just Breathe
 
So sweet

Smashing Moon

I am the most reliable man
A radar in the night
the dark dress you could wear
to go and ask for a loan in  a bank
I am the adult and safe control
Leather shoe laces near your bed
 
 
Numbers that flow on the web
I am the anxiety of the end  that counts the hours
I am a raven in the street
 I am the growth the laughs the joke
I am despair and darkness in your rooms
 
 
 
I am the most reliable man
A radar in the night
the dark dress you could wear
to go and ask for a loan in the bank
I am the adult and safe control
Leather shoe laces near your bed
 
 
The wrinkles on my face
They are furrows in space
Mountains and valleys
of a smashing moon
they are sweet memories
that caress my family
Mountains and valleys
of a smashing moon
 
 
I am just the whisper in the wind
The spring wet evening
The smell of cut grass is like a cure
 
I am the widow
The lover
Revenge
and
thirst of justice
 
 
The wrinkles on my face
They are furrows in the  space
Mountains and valleys
of a smashing moon
they are sweet memories
that caress my family
Mountains and valleys
of a smashing moon
 
The wrinkles of my face
They are furrows in space
Mountains and valleys
of a smashing moon
they are sweet memories
that caress my family 
Mountains and valleys
of a smashing moon
 
I am the anxiety of the end  that counts the hours
I am a raven in the street
 
I am the growth the laughs the joke
I am despair and darkness in your rooms
 
 
 
The wrinkles of my face
They are furrows in space
Mountains and valleys
of a smashing moon
they are sweet memories
that caress my family 
 
I am the most reliable man
A radar in the night
the dark dress you could wear
to go and ask for a loan in a bank
I am the adult and safe control
Leather shoe laces near your bed

A picture after the fight

Lead sky and ethereal silence
steps do not seem to make a sound
 
on a path wet with recent rain.
I follow my own footprints
 
By a lake 
the cold inside my bones
matter is deaf is 
all I know
 
if I’d tried to sell a piece of mind 
I’ll surely go home
 
 
Home
Home
I’ve Never been there 
 
Home 
Home
 
is it just a word 
don’t you dare to tell me you’re 
waiting there
 
 
Swooping Crows 
and mud and blame
the root of evil is
connection nowadays
or so they say
but I just want to come back
 
 
Home
Home
I’ve Never been there 
 
Home 
Home
 
is it just a word 
don’t you dare to tell me you’re 
waiting there 
 
Ocean sky above my head
our saviour is our 
executioner
 
Diamond sky inside my head
would you bring me 
back 

Lavender's Blue

Lavender's blue
Dilly dilly
Lavenders green.
 
When I am King
Dilly dilly
You shall be Queen.
 
Who told you so?
Dilly dilly
Who told you so?
 
T'was my own heart
Dilly dilly
That told me so.
 
Call up your men
Dilly dilly
Set them to work.
 
Some to the plow
Dilly dilly
Some to the fork.

Wolves R Comin'

[Instrumental]

Do you copy?

How I ended up in such a desolated plane of stone?
How did I crash here in this absurd desert all alone?
I cannot recognize the shape of   every single rock
Do not recognize the flames arising from the horizon
 
You must know something more than I do

 

You must answer my call
Do you copy me?
 
You have taken all the  very best days of my life
It must have been on a mission  during my last flight
snatches on the ground an earthquake is coming in
I must to find a shelter I must try to save my skin
 
 
you must know something more than I do
 
You must answer my call
 
you must know something more than I do
 
You must answer my call
 
 
Do you copy me?
 
How I ended up in such a desolated plane of stone?
How did I crash here in this absurd desert all alone?
oh  I cannot recognize the shape of   every single rock
Do not recognize the flames arising from the horizon
 
You…I’m calling the best of your eyes
You….I’m falling and cannot reply
 
 
you must know something more than I do
 
You must answer my call
 
you must know something more than I do
 
You must answer my call

On the Highway

[Instrumental]

If I used

If every mother were used to saying “please”
 
We from the ocean could fly away
 
And after all we’ve given all our eternity
 
while mystery is calling from above
 
If every father were used to standing still
 
And rage and repression were moved away
 
we could stop to hear the wind inside
 
And penetrate the mystery below
 
 
Anna is a worker in a factory
 
And every night she comes home with a smile  
 
If every brother  were used to stand up
 
And listen to  the lack inside his lungs
 
Then we all could listen that the rain is pouring down
 
and silence ‘d be a smile upon our shade
 
 
The man who walks inside has tired hands
And future is the promise for a child
 
Don’t Listen
Don’t Speak
Don’t Trust your head
Don't believe
 
 
 
If every cheater were used to giving
Then I could finally stop to pretend
And after all it would be easy 
 
Just a blink of eye
but in his head  there’s nothing but the shame
 
I’ve been in a place  Along a river
And in that dream all people that are passed
 
 
 
 
Don’t Listen
Don’t Speak
Don’t Trust your head
Don't believe
 
 
Whish it would rain down 

Una produzione Marcello Liverani 2019

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