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Time Travels
03:59
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I hope you won't feel sorry
For what I'm going to say
We cannot meet tomorrow
You'll see me yesterday
I'm planning some time travels
To fight depression fast
Appreciate this marvel
I'm gonna change the past
We can re-write our story
We'll start it from the end
And maybe bias the jury
With some important friends
And if we have some spare time
We'll make some fancy tests and
Then we can see the Beatles
When they still had Pete Best
There's no law and there's no order
In the time-space square
Hitler, Stalin and even Cromwell
Sitting on high chairs
That old pervert on the bus that
You have met tonight
Is me coming from the future to
Get my fag a light
Doctor doctor, do it, doctor
Quantum surgery
Cut me into timeless pieces
So I'll be time free
I don't care what happens next 'cause
Ain't afraid of dying
I'll get rid of here and now since
I'm shit-scared of life
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Apparently Night
04:21
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Whispers
Pick up some words 'round the corner
But who knows what it's about
Will always remain in doubt
Sidewalk
The loneliness of the lamp post
Wallpaper music background
The radio's humming it out
Dark light
And the soft scent of a woman
Takes over the smell of frying
But only for a short while
Browsing
The newspaper of the morning
Another pill for weight loss
Another horrible crime
Because the curtains are dropped
And all the creatures are mocked
It's a nonsense of a life
The clock is ticking it slower
It's apparently night
Phone calls
To be made as soon as ever
Nothing will change after all
It's just to sneak through the door
Strangers
A cold fate put them together
Some drowning in their black coffees
Some just watching the wall
Because the curtains are dropped
And all the creatures are mocked
It's a nonsense of a life
The clock is ticking it slower
It's apparently night
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I Saw Juliette
03:51
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I saw Juliette up there
She was pretty as a picture
I saw her at the top of the stairs
She was splendid as sunshine
I was tempted to stay
But I'm sort of Cinderella
And after all she had
A lot of homework to do
I met Juliette downtown
She looked happy to befriend me
She waved at me and said
"Would you like a cup of coffee"
I was tempted to say "yes, I know a lovely place here"
But then I thought I had
A lot of homework to do
Dear Juliette
Shall I write this letter or
Better send a message
But you know
Things will get too real and so
Complications, all that stuff
I suppose this is enough
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Your Cup Of Tea
04:22
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On a Sunday afternoon
You put me inside a mug and stirred me with a spoon
Then you left me on the desk
And ran away 'cause you were into something else
As I heard the slamming door
I realised you'd never drink me anymore
I could not help cooling down
While you were hanging out with someone else in town
Wish I was your cup of tea
A liquid lover by your side
Wish I had a special taste
So to keep you next to me
Late night, you came home with a man
I never saw before, I was in danger
He came and saw me on the desk
I didn't want to be drunk by a stranger
My God, then you came along
And grabbed me off his hands while you were kissing
And then you poured me into the sink
Don't know what happened next 'cause I was missing
You threw me away forever so
We'll never be together 'cause
You threw me away forever so
We'll never be together
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The Midnight Song
02:36
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Have a wonderful midnight
And the next hours too
Have a wonderful morning
And those following too
Wish you a delicate winter
And a life surging spring
Wish a sweet season cycle
Filled with pleasure and things
We don't need any changes
We just need to see things as they are
So may good friends be good friends
And the frauds may be frauds all the time
So I know it sounds awkward
To hear this at this point of the night
But I wish you the brightness of senses
So to leave all the shit behind
Have a wonderful midnight
And the next hours too
Have a wonderful morning
And those following too
Wish you a thrilling winter
And a life seething spring
Wish a hot season cycle
Filled with frenzy and things
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6. |
The Dead
04:03
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Sometimes I think
Of the dead, what they said
Sometimes I think
Of the dead, what they left
Sometimes I dream
Of an ancient villa
Where they stay together
And I am there
I can meet them all
We can talk together
That's what I see
There's no pain, or so it seems
They stand and smile
Look so wise, very quiet
And I feel fine
Wonder if I'm dead too
Could I ever know it?
I'm full of doubts
Maybe pain is only
On the living ones' side
Don't mourn for them
They stay in the country
In a silent house
Just cry for us
Awaking every morning
Flirting with suicide
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La Petite Mort
04:42
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Rain has never been this perfect
Rain has never been this perfect
Get up from that couch!
It's not comfortable!
It's not comfortable!
Chinese take-away?
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Clarabelle
03:01
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Clarabelle
Mildew in your wardrobe
Bloody hell!
The sink leaking water
Clarabelle
You're late to the office
Slept not well
Now you're drinking coffee
Clarabelle
Casting out your shadow
Down the well
Looks like a black widow
Clarabelle
I think you are clever
In the world
Of the never-ever
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On a Tree
04:45
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The smell
The threat
Of her sunny beach
Seem faint and weak
She's just out of reach
The claims
The booze
The dust of her acts
Turn into stone and fossil regrets
This is a small town
This is its neat promenade
This is my way back home
A pretty sexy charade
You come with me then
Gazing at the roaring sea
But I'd spend my life on a tree la la la
The night
The rain
The rats in the maze
The warmth of words
The scent of your age
The dream
The well
The centre of Earth
The blood that runs
The volcano's urge
This is my hometown
These are its buildings and streets
These are my bare hands
This is your alluring fleet
We'll spend the night out
Hearing the roar of the sea
But I'd spend my life on a tree la la la
Let's celebrate now
Hugging each other so tight
Let's reiterate now
Sharing a sofa at night
Then we can go out
Looking for a roaring sea
But I'd spend my life on a tree la la la
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10. |
Nadir
05:44
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Planet Glance is through the keyhole of my consciousness
Perspective upside-down I'm filled up with your emptiness
Would be so easy to take you home
Would be so clever to answer "no"
I don't care how high is your smile
I don't care how high is your smile
Perfect hominid I see you barely stand upright
Throw me from Zenith to Nadir as day turns into night
Would be so easy to take you home
Would be so clever to answer "no"
I don't care how high is your smile
I don't care how high is your smile
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11. |
Platonia
04:17
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Have you ever fancied commiting murder
To silence someone who knows too much?
And do you fear that your time might stop
Exactly when your pain's at the top?
You worship the stream of oblivion
And hide from the event horizon
But everything's stuck in Platonia
How many times did you say "I love you?"
(You don't know, do you?)
How many times did you sign it in blood?
(Sign it in blood)
You claim you cheat only to survive
(You just hide the truth)
But have you ever been crucified?
Freezing your life out in pictures
Exposing yourself to the vultures
You walk alone in Platonia
And do you see the teeth in your smile
That show the skull underneath your skin?
And all the tears in your swollen eyes
That lubricate cruel and clever whims?
All that you said and you did then
Can't be erased by the world's end
We all are stuck in Platonia
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Half past four AM on the Nautilus
A boat on the river bank
A night club where losers dance themselves
Till the light becomes too bright
I've been chatting with your man before
He knows nothing of what you do
But he confessed you fall asleep half way
(If you know what I mean)
Even though he's a big guy (woo!)
We've been sharing the same company
Keeping our distance unchanged
Now I'm tired out, I'm asleep on my feet
But you can't stop fucking around
Stop fucking around
Stop fucking around
Stop fucking around
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Paolo Sala Genova, Italy
I am a reclusive, obsessive, slightly misanthropic writer of pop tunes for extinct
species.
Check out my work in progress here:
soundcloud.com/tatash
and my band, here:
senpaiband.bandcamp.com
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