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It Is Not Tomorrow Yet
03:12
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I hear a drop sliding on my window,
It goes down slowly,
no other sound,
in these empty roads.
No more screaming children,
no more embraces,
no more smiles,
I want to touch your face.
But it's not tomorrow yet,
it's not tomorrow yet.
No more days in colors,
a time to understand.
But it's not tomorrow yet,
it's not tomorrow yet.
Free as we used to be,
you close to me again.
Lyrics by Cecilia Miradoli
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2. |
Life Is On Pause
02:57
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Many still have to mourn their loved ones,
and say goodbye.
Many have to stopped yet,
and they have no tears to cry.
They are just afraid of falling.
Many have to leave without,
knowing where and how and when.
Many are angry or unconscious,
many are just alone.
Molti sono soli.
And many are simply floating,
cause life is on pause.
Lyrics by Cecilia Miradoli
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3. |
Every Five Minutes
04:21
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Today the sky weeps,
I had a dream we were walking together,
give me a morning where I can walk feeling the spring.
Can you remind me every five minutes how wonderful life is?
Isolation, separation, they won't get the better of us.
Lyrics: Cecilia Miradoli
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4. |
Resto Sveglia
03:39
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Four in the morning,
this tired city finally rests,
I am awake to listen to the sound of my thoughts to the sound of the world,
I am awake.
The thicking of a clock,
the song of a bird,
a street washing machine down the road,
the sigh of someone in the distance.
We are so close,
so far in this desert city without men.
I am still awake.. I look at the wall of my room
sleepless
Four in the morning, this tired city finally rests
I am awake to listen to the sound of my thoughts,
to the sound of the world,
I am awake.
Scorre lento questo tempo,
queste notti senza sognimentre,
il mondo resta fuoriI,
I'm awake.
Lyrics by Cecilia Miradoli
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5. |
The Night Comes
04:21
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And there was a desire to go out,
and there was a desire to escape,
ride a bike,
get on a train,
board on a plane.
And there was a desire,
to say that the down is over,
even if the down left us broken.
And there was a desire to laugh, kiss,
and there was a desire of spring and summer,
sun, flowers and many starry nights.
But, the evening falls with his distress and fear then,
the night comes.
Lyrics by Cecilia Miradoli
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The Alien Cormorant Dundee, UK
The Alien Cormorant is the moniker of Dundee born musician, producer and video maker Alan Cormack. He has composed soundtracks for numerous films and BAFTA nominated video games and recently worked with legendary producer Steve Albini. Alan is a member of Scottish indie pioneers Spare Snare. ... more
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