1. |
Dream Ends
03:06
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The ocean scares me to the point
I rather drown in it.
Today there's no light, no sun to heat me,
This weight in my chest is hard to relieve.
My bad thoughts keep dragging me down,
like a stone reaching the bottom.
Tired to struggle to reach a goal that,
for every step I'm doing to get closer,
Just become farther.
Just become farther.
Sometimes life can be so easy and perfect,
and it seems like there are no missing pieces.
But now I'm so far from those days,
"just like a dream" we used to say.
Now I ask myself where is the sun that once heat me.
I guess it was only an illusion of a child becoming a man.
The time is arrived for me to understand
that life starts when a dream ends.
But I don't want to believe in this.
I'd rather drown in this sea of pain,
I'd rather watch the surface getting farther
if I can't reach the shore I dreamed of.
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2. |
Fading Away
03:16
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Hours turns to days,
days become months, and so years,
and I’m always struggling,
to find an aim to my life.
The feeling of being useless
strikes me down,
my efforts were never enough
to see my dreams growing up
even if I always tried my best.
The color's spectrum of my life is only grey
and everything fades away,
like shades in the fog, I can't focus that spot,
but I still refuse to close my eyes.
Am I disappearing in that fog?
Am I sinking in a glass?
How can I raise again?
Rather than sinking, I let cuddle myself,
as if that was my good night.
The comfortable border between who have nothing to lose
or everything to waste, but something to stand for.
Fortunately life has more colors that expected
and I’ll learn to indentify each one of 'em.
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3. |
Strain
03:06
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Here I lie alone inside this lightless room
looking for awareness
my thoughts are climbing the mountain inside of me.
My fears are trying to drown me in this cold sea.
A waterfall of emotions destabilizes me
a flow of memories brings me here.
But this will not be my graveyard
there is not my name in this stone.
Now I’m trying to remember
what brings me here
I hate the world for showing me such great heights,
if they have to fade into shadows,
if they don't last longer than a breath.
Nothing stay the same, even if my memories won’t fade away,
the light in my eyes is dimming, as the bruise did day by day.
This world torn apart the child,
this world torn apart my heart
My throat gets dry
my breathe becomes harder
my legs are burning
all my organs seem to die
But my heart beats the rhythms of my pain,
and this noise is the guide for my strain.
Understanding that
There’s no ending:
like river forever flowing.
My heart will be eroded,
consumed by the current excavating,
My lungs are still breathing
even if my mouth is tasting blood.
My heart will be eroded,
My lungs are still breathing.
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4. |
Narrow Minded
03:48
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Spending time in an empty room
writing what our soul need to explain
and just words can't say.
Because this is the only way to express ourselves,
the only way to feel truly alive.
We have faith in what the future will decide for us.
No matter how many time life will try to push us out of this,
we'll always try to do our best for the way we've chosen.
(But) there is an outside world
populate by narrow minded people,
as the streets they never left,
who try to pull us down,
saying this is just wasted time.
But I believe that,
the people we met,
all the time spent on the road,
are like portraits in our home.
Nothing can beat me down when
I’m running towards my goals.
Building dreams and feeling tired,
out of money and without work,
but the passion always on.
There’s no reason to leave your way
Hold fast to your faith
The things you’ll learn will always remain
Inside your veins.
Inside your veins.
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5. |
Misery
04:28
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Has been a long time since I got stuck at the window,
Thoughts ‘re reflecting on the glass so I can see myself in it,
trying to find something missing.
Are distractions all I need to find peacefulness?
Does a mind that doesn't think have a quiet life?
Running away from problems toward mirages
is like taking a step closer to your failure.
I don’t need to lighten my burden
But I want to light up this heavy shade
and the path of my misery,
the only I walked trough.
In this blowing world
I keep on burning
to gather my ash.
So I learned to grit my teeth
and don’t settle for the misleading sign
no matter how many roads I have to walk
like a never tired wandering
I will find my own way.
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6. |
Dead Wings
04:30
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Alla fine della tempesta
che da anni lacera il tuo cuore,
capisci che ancora qualcosa è rimasto,
e non è vero quello che ti senti urlare
di giorno in giorno:
che la luce che sembrava la meta
è solo l’abbaglio dei tuoi occhi
stanchi di percorrere la stessa strada;
che la speranza di giorni migliori
giace sulle ali morte di un sogno;
che dalle lacrime che hai versato
nascono solo ferite da cui non guarirai.
Resta il freddo che ci ha pervaso,
il guscio del tuo cuore
è privo del calore.
Rimane solo una traccia del fuoco
che tu stesso hai soffocato.
I ricordi si impolverano,
le pagine sbiadiscono,
nel silenzio degli anni che si susseguono
ad aspettare che il sole torni
a scaldare i tuoi ricordi.
Il tuo cuore
è sprofondato
in un abisso
da cui pensi non tornerà.
Ma ricordati che i tuoi sensi intorpiditi dagli anni
possono ancora tornare a scaldarti,
come quando nuotando volevi fermarti e appoggiare il piede
ma l’acqua era più fonda di quanto pensassi.
E non dimenticare che la vita nel suo fluire
inesorabilmente scivolerà tra le tue dita:
come il fiume che tutto travolge
ma che niente porta via di te,
purché tu non sia così immobile da venirne spezzato.
Dead Wings – ENG
At the end of the storm
that since long time is tearing your heart
you understand that maybe something remained,
That it isn’t true what the world
seems screaming to you day by day:
That the light that appears to be the destination
is just the blunder of your eyes,
tired to sweep the same road;
that the hope for better days
lies on the dead wings of a dream;
that from the tears you shed,
arise wounds that you won’t heal.
Now you can feel just the cold that pervade us,
the shell of your heart, lacking of the warmth;
it remains the ash of a fire
that you suffocated.
The memories are getting covered with dust,
the pages are fading,
in the silence of the years passing,
waiting for the sun to reappear
and heat your memories.
Your heart sunk in an abyss
and you think that it will not return from it.
But remember that your numbed senses
can unexpectedly return and warm you,
as when you swam and you wanted to lay the foot,
but the water was deeper than what you thought.
And don’t forget that life in its flow will relentlessly slip away
as the river that devastates everything,
but nothing will take away from you
as long as you are not too motionless
to be broken.
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I hit the ground again,
nightmares come true,
melodies won’t make it right this time.
The clock moved a quarter of a turn,
the time it took my thoughts to get drown in this bottle.
There's no place where i can feel home.
Where's my direction?
Where is all that i dreamed of?
Now that i'm on my knees,
in this too straight road,
where no one can sit down and think.
I feel like every part of this universe
can go on without me.
I always try to find a break on these walls
which separetes me from the easiest way to live.
Maybe too much questions are loading my mind
and i fell numb because i can not carry the waight of my curse,
the curse of falliures that always leads my life...
but not this time!
I will find a break on these walls
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