lyrics
If there’s a beginning, sure, there won’t be an end,
even when we’ll be apart,
you cannot break ties made with the line between our eyes,
you talk about future as if we’d not be those who mould it every day,
the new Cassandra’s plasma screen
forecasting thunder and lightning days,
don’t give up - all the strength you need is to dip another sugar spoon in the mug
and turn till the coffee is sweet the way I like it.
There’s no return just because there’s no leaving, we cannot be apart,
the threat is going to melt away the foolish worry dies down,
blow your nose sweety, darling, we cannot break the tie and we won’t.
With our beginning, there’s no end, flocks may take a rest
but we’re black sheep, pulling the rope - we only tighten the tie we’d made.
Turn off your “Ominouspedia”, you find nothing about us,
I am the deafest composer who can cry,
cry out your rage and his love, with no constraints, pure and free
my voice vibrates on your silky skin blowing away your old ghosts
and those sad weak certainties.
With our beginning, there’s no end,
flocks may take a rest but we’re black ship.
Pulling the rope, we only tighten the tie we’ve made.
Distance is nothing when flesh changes its vowel into blaze.
Coarse salt will cure our wounds while leaving its grooves and traces.
Here’s a new beginning, wrinkles can show the path
straight to your thirsty lips,
a kiss can mark the break between my shallow breath,
watching or listening, feeling imagining
there is only us,
the future crowds and hordes of any age,
they may defeat themselves with rage,
nothing can break the tie we have made,
not even us.
credits
from
28IF,
released November 26, 2021
Emiliano Deferrari: vocals
Matteo Nahum: piano, keys, guitars, programming
Marco Machera: bass
Alessandro Inolti: drums
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