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Storm Are We
05:30
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The untouchable incompetence
takes advantage of the fear
when the ignorance’s invited
to the party of the leading men
Dear frustration never gets too tired
and every statement is a crime
Another empty, vain and aimless law
Another tyrant with a velvet glove
Just a tyrant with a velvet glove
We are the storm
that never gets dry
There’ll be no shelter for you
if you don’t have one for us
Mean frivolity’s our daily bread
and the holy greed it’s crumbs
And like a secret in a crowded joke
the society’s about to choke
Poor society’s about to choke
We are the storm
that never gets dry
There’ll be no shelter for you
if you don’t have one for us
Kind lies are still lies
Frontiers of blood
I owe more lessons to my shadow
than to the mirror man who points at me
That goddamned mirror man who points at me
That fuckin’ coward one who laughs at me
We are the storm
that never gets dry
There’ll be no shelter for you
if you don’t have one for us
We are the storm
that never gets dry
You oughta face some shit
before you wash your hands
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2. |
Fear
03:01
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I have seen this corridor before
On the far is where the shiver is born
Where the man with the red hair reigns
Your limbs stop and your confidence breaks
But I’ve got to cross the silence
of these trap tiles on the floor
to face the fear and beat him down
I have memorized my weaknesses
Each and every one of them since I was a child
He collects them in a tin box
always looking forward to a new one
Every night as he gets stronger
it seems harder just to try
to face the fear and beat him down
So my voice should be the thunder
and my body be the gun
to shot the fear and watch him dying
Shot the fear and watch him dying
Shot the fear and one of us die
Shot the fear
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3. |
Honest Man Blues
03:06
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The first time that we met I had the sneaking suspicion
that you wanted to get rid of me.
You were talking, talking, without even knowing more
than maybe crumbs about the road I’m on.
Simple crumbs about the train I’m in.
And then I...
Mmm ah, ah – mmm ah, ah – mmm ah, ah – owooo...
If the universal beauty of art has been degraded,
corrupted and polluted since the money became
in sole and vital reason instead of consequence
I don’t allow you to talk to me in those terms.
You got no right to talk to me that way.
And then we...
Mmm ah, ah – mmm ah, ah – mmm ah, ah – owooo...
Mmm ah, ah – mmm ah, ah – mmm ah, ah – owooo...
Hey! It’s not my fault!
if you chose the comfort in that tide.
But, hey! I don’t trust!
I don’t trust your fuckin’ rings of fire!
At least you had the decency to put on the table
your poison cards, your eager gaze, your mean baits.
I appreciate your offer but I cannot forget
that in the mirror there’s a price to pay.
I feel much better being an honest man.
Mmm ah, ah – mmm ah, ah – mmm ah, ah – owooo...
Mmm ah, ah – mmm ah, ah – mmm ah, ah – owooo...
owooo...
owooo...
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4. |
No More Roses
03:41
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When the fire comes with the wind
as my last cards become falling leaves
I cannot deal with my secret fears
Melting faces in the hall
All these roads drawn in my face, they’re done,
I walked through all
But I cannot travel anymore
No more roses. Not for me
I thank every little shining light you all put over me
but I cannot bear her not being with me
I cannot bear your not being with me
I can’t believe you’re not here with me
I can’t forget our living
I cannot stand this waiting
I miss you, dear, I’m leaving...
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5. |
On The Road Back Home
03:00
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The iron scavengers are prowling
around the cross that marks the place
My shoes are tired, my hat is rotten
I’m on the road back home
I’ve met a tree without a root for him
and scaring deeply rooted mimes
This not to fit, not to belong to
I’m on the road back home
I’m on the road back home
Mirages taken as a signal make
some turtles die before the shore
Don’t let fake preachers get to fool you
I’m on the road back home
I know the hell, it has a random name,
and me is not me anymore
Just need to find what I left along the way
I’m on the road back home
I’m on the road back home
The iron scavengers keep prowling
around the place marked with the corpse
My shoes are lost, my hat is filled with rain
I’m on the road back home
I’m on the road back home
I’m on the road back home
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6. |
Trust Nobody Blues
04:09
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I trust nobody, and make it by my own.
I trust nobody, and make it by my own.
But now I miss you, baby.
I wish you were at home.
I’m always careful, and run when things go wrong.
I’m always careful, and run when things go wrong.
But now I miss you, baby.
I wish you were at home.
I didn’t trust you, when you gave me your love.
I didn’t trust you, when you gave me your love.
But now I feel so lonesome.
I wish you were at home.
I didn’t trust them, when they said you were gone.
I didn’t trust them, when they said you were gone.
But now I miss you, honey.
I wish you...
I wish you...
I wish you were at home.
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You can take but you cannot be sure
I won’t be knocking on your door.
You can lie and tell a tale to me
but don’t take me as a fool at your feet.
Should be running for your life now.
Running for your life now.
Running for your life now.
May the devil won’t help you this time.
Yeah, you can pretend it all goes fine
if you cannot take a look around.
By the deals you agree on with Mr. Coin
society’s become such a mean wicked ploy.
Should be running for your life now.
Running for your life now.
Running for your life now.
May the devil won’t lend you a hand.
Got no trust in the system.
No trust in the government.
No trust in saviors.
No trust in preachers.
No trust in media.
No trust in journals.
Don’t trust your values.
Don’t trust your polls.
I don’t trust dictators.
I don’t trust your vote.
I don’t trust your power.
I don’t trust your Word.
Should be running for your life now.
Running for your life now.
Running for your life now.
Run like a bat out of hell.
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8. |
Cheshire Moon
02:20
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Oh, Cheshire moon, I don’t need no proof
that is partly your fault.
We both know you’re as guilty as
the water when it cracks a stone.
But please don’t take the blame out of
your superstitious smile.
Your influence in the seven seas
has a hidden, darker side.
Oh, Cheshire moon, is hard for me to find
how this absurd game works.
The more you bet the more you lose
depending on who you know.
We let them do it, we let them rule,
the burden is on our back.
You, pray for me and I’ll pray for you
as long as the coin keeps spinning around
owooo...
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9. |
Wild Mare
04:49
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She’s a wild mare.
No rope could tame her, she's the stubborn kind.
She’s a wild mare.
No crawling snake could ever make her be scared.
I would never stand in her way, man.
I just wanna gallop the hill by her side.
She’s my lady.
I would be lost if not for she’s around.
She’s my lady.
Only she knows every shadow that I hide.
And together we’re able to create
an immensity of oceans and mountains of light
She’s a lioness
and there’s no threat she cannot neutralize.
She’s the fiercest lioness.
There's no hyena that she cannot hunt.
When it comes to her pride she...
Oh, man, mercy’s not live in she.
Mercy’s not live in she.
Mercy’s not live in her heart.
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10. |
Morning Train
04:40
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Father, father, where is mom?
Couldn’t she come?
She told me she would pick me up
here at school’s door
Why are you crying, dad?
What happened to mom?
Your hands are wet and cold
Why you hold me so tight?
I can’t believe it, You’re a liar!
Mommy’s not dead!
She took the morning train
like everyday
Why are you lying to me?
What happened to mom?
Tell me what’s wrong with her
Won’t she come back home?
Who’s gonna wrap me up
when the night’s cold?
What can we do now, dad
if mommy’s really gone?
My mom!
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Rock de autor
Rock / Singer Songwriter
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