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Ithaca
04:20
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Name,
Name your home
Then you can take a trip on your own
Ithaca is a dear damned place
Where I can forget my face
And my needs
Shallow water blue coast
I don't mind anything at all
A bell jar without any hole
Mists up while I wait for the morn
Sun doesn't make a sound
And fate is my shadow on the ground
Tell me what you need
I will do the same believe me
Every intention quickly worn
Seems to slip down on the floor
Of this new and silent invisible sea
Where every kind of horror can be seen
What do we know about our days?
Who really lives in a daze ?
Who floats at the mercy of the tide
Or who plots the same course every time?
Bye
Goodbye time
You don't have a definite place in my mind
Ithaca is far or maybe is behind
Even If I'm steady and fine
I will bury dad and mommy someday
And maybe I won't be able to cry
But I'm afraid, I am afraid
I'll end up sailing in the same way
Waves send out scents around
And future is a flat line on the background
They say man never has changed
And every man needs a den
Where to wait for his end
You hold my crown of childhood games
So put it on my head
Ignoring all the deads
That I carelessly left at my back
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Spell River
05:25
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Your blade was always sharp
I had blueberries spots on little palms
To the woods you said "I'll leave you,
A rope if need be and a gentle loan"
People don't deal with their ghosts
And something goes wrong
Tacitly amazed by our talks
Too much wounded by unusual jokes
Can affection lose its direction
And become a dry revenge?
A backward step each other to go ahead
And something has gone
I'll teach you what is time
No worries about sighs
To make it you need discipline
Or blame will be your only friend
I like to sleep so much I need to set two alarms
I envy streams 'cause they always run
Have their rise and die at the same time
And nothing goes wrong
I caress a child of a friend of mine
And I think of us waiting in the misty air
And the spell of the old small river being unfair
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The Absence Of It
04:20
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They told me I had a chance
I said I would leave for a tin of cents
Where is my vest?
There's a time to do anything for living
I pack up my worries
About this and about that
I rub my hands
It's cold and my dog is guarding my dream
'Cause the absence of it
Makes every kind of land a hell
They told me I had a chance
I brushed up all the grandpa's guns
Affection's a mess, my mood
Is a drunkard on the moon
The meadow is still
And it is becoming wet
There isn't trace of sunset
A black cloud defies my hope
Well the absence of it
Forces you to enjoy better the dawn
Where are you?
How are you?
Here I am fine
I've got plenty of pasta and wine
Every time
This is our home sweet home
Never go
Never go
Orion is pale
The Great Bear it seems to run away
I'm hating someone
It is really nothing to brag about
The wall is so high
That covers sparks in the sky
Some old friends have gone
And my girls are outlaws
I'm sure of one thing
I'll keep laughing of everything
I don't know where we are
It should not be so far
Wander aimlessly among the dogs that bark
Never asked to be here
Been years since I shed tears
You can search for any answer
But you have to be a racer
I don't want it
I don't want it
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Going Indigo Modena, Italy
Going Indigo are Carlo Grosoli, Stefano Sighinolfi and Giovanni Gambardella. Three Italian dudes living in Modena, Italy.
They played in many bands and music projects.
In 2012 they founded Going Indigo band.
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