1. |
The Grace of Gold
03:01
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Be a tide and bold
Pour out on the coast
Like water, erode the stone
That weighs enough to crush my spirit
But not so much for the life we live in
I'd rather not spend my life
Trapped turning minds
Be like light to rust
Or fuel to a burning fire
We talk with the grace of gold
No word weighs enough to crush my spirit
No words are enough in the life we live in
I'd rather not spend my life
Inside my mind
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2. |
I Try Too Hard
04:02
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If you can't tell by my hands I've done enough
To keep you away from the bad side of mine
Oh well I tried
Every time you try to hide your thoughts
They appear so clear you could see them through
The edges of your eyes, they have no place to hide
Say if I ever did you wrong
Stay now or never I might help clean your heart
Just don't tell me that I care too much
I try too hard
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3. |
Drag
03:44
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Which of all my tired fingers
Will lose first their tight grip and leave me
To fall in the void where all memories are born
Keep me tight and I'll give away all my feelings
But push me down and down I'll fall
And wrap my hand around your harm
It's a drag to walk around alone
My advice would be too aligned
with my desires for you to trust
but trust is just a word
used for all the things you cannot grasp
Am I right?
Which of all my ideas will leave me
to fall in the void where all my dreams feel numb
Keep me tight and I'll turn away from the feelings
That push me down when down I fall
And wrap my hand around your harm
It's a drag to walk around alone
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4. |
One Life Worth Living
04:01
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If any word is made of letters
If any life is made of blood
Then tell me why it's so hard to find letters
To lead me out through the fog
Like light through dust
Like fire goes through minds
When you treat me like the wonder-tales you like
Where the road is right towards fate and corrupts minds
And carries on throughout the pages
The sword on trial, the startling end
Stuck in the brain of million lives spinning
The same way you made
My life worth living
If any word could lead my world
Like light through dust
Like fire goes through minds
The fouled king that falls prey to the riot
The false leap towards fate, across rye
And carries on throughout the pages
The sword on trial, the startling end
Calling names of million lives spinning
The same way you made
My life worth living
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5. |
Rosa del Lete
03:32
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If I could bribe
This life with roses
I'd plant as many as my desires
Their thorn would bite
And tear the thin cloth we wear
To hide from judging eyes
And the roof would fall
Under the weight of fall
And poulverize the walls
Then the rain would leak in
And turn into a river
Where the remains float over
On them we carry on,
Carry on as we behold
First a seed then a rose
That from the Lethe drinks
Growing tall
On them we carry on,
No force blocks me down
First a seed then a rose
That from the Lethe drinks
Growing tall
And slowly rises
Through time, space
And life's barriers and
Firmament's bounds
It's bloom unfolds
Many forgotten souls
Moving, dancing to
An ancient rhyme,
A spell on the night
That suddenly arrives on us
On my desires
On all the ruins beneath your eyes,
The remains of my life
On them we carry on,
Carry on as we behold
First a seed then a rose
That from the Lethe drinks
Growing tall
On them we carry on,
No force blocks me down
First a seed then a rose
That from the Lethe drinks
Growing tall
And we carry on,
Carry on as we behold
A seed in my heart
That once grown it'll tear down walls
Now to carry on,
Carry on when you need solid ground
Just take a single rose
That from the Lethe drinks
Growing tall
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6. |
Moving Parts
02:45
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The ploy now has failed more
Than just once, but took none
Of the moving parts of your world
The ticking art of your pulse
If you'd like I'll make a story of me
For you to write down and hide
Or just to tear and burn
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7. |
I. Home
04:18
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Right off the pen
Off my discontent
The worst of my thoughts
Right off the pen
The burning of lands my hatred in words
I salute you quiet living
Next time I see you
My life won't need me
I salute you my lover
Next time you see me
I'll bring you flowers
My lies through big words
Are gonna take me far
I won't deny that my big words are Gonna take me far
You tell me:
-Not inside, not inside my home
Not inside, not inside my heart-
Right off the pen
the sign of a man who took it far
I salute you quiet living
Next time you see me
My life won't need me
My lies through big words
Are gonna take me far
I won't deny that my big words are Gonna take me far
You tell me:
-Not inside, not inside my heart!-
You tell me "not inside my Home"
Oh what have I become?
None of all words known to mankind
Has hurt me like my name does while
Pronounced by your lips
But despised by your heart
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How Great Were the Robins Italy
My name is William Lilla and I'm just an Italian guy with a microphone.
I release music every change of season.
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