1. |
Clockwork Heart
09:04
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Clockwork heart
don't you call my name
won't you come back then
through your eyes
love defies
every chance to be denied
we bend our necks down to behold
a dry branch becoming fruitful bough
still, quiet is no longer of our world
and these branches are just reflections
made of water
confusing the shape of our thoughts
into a fake copper light
through your smile
love rarefies
unrequited and confined
once you’d lift your prayers to reach
the roots of this old tree
once I would paint my cheeks with stripes of war
and dusty tears
lorn in cold atonement and dismay
standing on nobody’s shoulders
time froze us and nailed us to his wall
piercing rough pride
and a swollen consciousness
always marooned in some chasm
of the seas of the past
time narrows and leaves no breath
in the haste of a broken rhyme
we cursed so hard just to be found
so aimless and bored
proud and secured, sad and obscure
we’d bide our time
and culled each other
out of the herd, just as we pleased
we’re but two sparks
two distant and dim lights
long time gone, no longer entwined, no longer mine
we’re but two sparks
feeble but leaving scars
two faulty gears of a clockwork heart
when you’re old and nodding by the fire
remember me
and dream of the soft look your eyes had once
when you’re old and reading by candlelight
regret with me how love fled
and paced upon the mountains overhead
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2. |
R.O.S.A.
11:00
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Rituals of Self-Absolution
have you ever felt
it was all a joke right from the start?
laughters, and crooked smiles
in the mirror you discover
details are fading, as you get close
have you ever heard a lonesome rant
desperate yet scornful
so deep your inner voice is broken
and you doubt your memories are but shenanigans?
and you can’t sort out
when it started to rot
you got used to staring at your dreams
fallen into the mud like wounded swallows
if only some deja vu could
remind you, you felt like this, some other times, before
why can’t you fully embrace your temper?
why can’t you finally come clean?
we build our lives upon debris of others’
and claim respect out of a command chain
losing all hope is as bad as it seems
a bonfire of empty frames
how many times did you just come back home
after one of your shocking, hurtful antics
safely rocked in the warmth of a friendly whisper
knowing everything soon would be buried
but all you get is plenty of pages
filled with rock bottom lines
if only some deja vu could
remind you, you felt like this, some other times, before
why can’t you fully embrace your temper?
why can’t you finally come clean?
should you ever free yourself
nowadays you’re only a bunch
of pictures on a closet’s door
what you’ve been doing so long
it’s just laying down the foundations of
your own hell
is there a way to carry us out of here
without making it look like another
weary ritual of self absolution?
your last breath equals your soul
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3. |
Windom Earle
10:16
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Windom Earle
why don’t you leave me alone?
leave the dope outside of me
and stain your gown
with some disordered howls
don’t you think I can live
without any of your embraces
they’re braces
to worsen my thirst
narrow my nostrils
just like a weaver
you cut me from your loom
why don’t you leave
from the whole a whirl is severed
of every kind and shape
shivering
from dust we explode
carrying a new world in our hearts
gathering empathy from
every soothing word
from every breath we can’t hear or
can’t conceive
drawing ourselves new faces
giving our eyes new lights
walking around on our arms
is life just carring scars?
just like every morning
take my bunch of pills
turning off my resistence
till I feel slumbers all over my feet
just like every monday
resting quiet till noon
just like every sunday
kins already there
bewildering me with their nonsense
as I pull my blanket all over my head
just like every sunday
kins already there
hearsay breaks these padded walls, what if
our dreams come from windom earle?
hearsay breaks these padded walls, what if
we live ruled by
don’t treat if I’m sad
come meet me in my head
don’t lock me if I’m mad
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Bills Feltre, Italy
Formed in 2004, originally as a heavy/thrash metal act.
Actual line-up dates back to 2007. Been exploring a more
"progressive" (more likely, passive aggressive) path since.
1st EP is on its way.
Bills are :
Antonio, drums
Damiano, bass guitar and keyboards
Francesco, guitars, vocals and keyboards
Nicola, guitars and vocals
... more
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