Questo sotto blog di "http://gnu-economy.blogspot.com" è nato per dare spazio a tutti i membri della band affinché vengano proposte composizioni originali. Per il bene dell'umanità.
I pezzi che potete ascoltare in questo blog sono stati scritti gran parte da Andrea Gabrielli e da qualche tempo si stanno sommando le composizioni di Terry Cugia. Ora siamo in una fase di collaborazione dove si stanno unendo le forze creative per generare nuovi pezzi co-prodotti.
A2B
Looking out the window
Lights look so far from here
Straight roads to somewhere
Everybody’s already asleep.
It’s 30 below outside
She’ll be at home and waiting still
Only two hours more
and I´ll be hearing her saying “hi there”.
I’m painting landscapes with my music
Children are laughing and play
Young mother takes good care of them
While I’m so far away.
Imaginary road in the sky
Leads me back to where I belong
Looking out the window
There’s no light outside.
I’m painting landscapes with my music
Children are laughing and play
Young mother takes good care of them
While I’m so far away.
Walking through the headlights
Reach for the door and take the key
Stepping in softly
I won’t wake her tonight.
I’m painting landscapes with my music
Children are laughing and play
Young mother takes good care of them
While I’m so far away
I’m painting landscapes with my music
Children are laughing and play
Young mother takes good care of them
While I’m so far away
While I’m so far away from home.
Bundles
We were put all in room
Being pushed over the walls
So we filled the space together
In bundles.
We were told that we’d became
The best thing we’ve ever seen
And we thought that they were right
As always.
But our name so flew away
With our memories as well
And they tried to erase our minds
In bundles.
Open the window and fly away
Turn off the gear train and run away
Open the window and fly away
Turn off the gear train and run away
But our name so flew away
With our memories as well
And they tried to erase our minds
In bundles.
So they gave us a piece of paper
With some numbers and some letters
I suppose it was our ID, to be filed
In bundles.
And the essence of this story
is our soul that have been sold
in the name of all your money, to be set
In bundles.
Open the window and fly away
Turn off the gear train and run away
Open the window and fly away
Turn off the gear train and run away
It’s you (a song for Nuria)
And If I hide in my bed
I won’t see you coming in
But I would hear your steps
While your climbing up the stairs.
I would mess your smell with mine
As the summer breeze in your hair
Like a painting in my mind
I won’t ever wipe it off.
It’s you.
You’re the simplest gift I had
And it’s the only one I want
I have sailed the seven seas for you
But I haven’t sung you how much I love you.
Maybe we misunderstood
Maybe I could hurt you so bad
I protected my feeling this way,
But I know that I can’t live without you.
It’s you.
Little by little (the end of the day)
I should do something more for you.
Little by little,
Maybe I made it wrong.
There will be times when we will find
That things not only go one way.
Little by little.
I’m going to tell you all the truth.
Little by little,
Maybe I made it right.
I just remember what you said
The day before I went away.
Little by little.
I can feel sorry for what I thought
I can feel stupid for what I did.
But when my pride had vanished away,
I can’t remember if you were smiling or not to me.
Little by little.
New Song #5 (18JAN07)
It’s a warm and easy evening
And I keep watching out my place.
The sky is clear and there’s no clouds up
And I feel like I was a stream.
The stars are waking up still tired
And I feel like I was the one
Who turns the sky on for you people
But you don’t who wrote this song.
I’m leaving always stuff around there,
She don’t like but I don’t care.
But I go running for my sunshine
Old man told me once again:
That if I let this train to pass on
I won’t ever let it go.
That if I sure believe in my heart
I will find this song again.
It’s a new song for you lovers
It’s a new song for you children
It’s a new song for you friends.
I woke this morning while I’m sweating
In the nightmare that I wrote.
And I could package all my feelings
To use’em all to make this song.
My guitar needs some volume,
Yes I know that you may help.
And if we put our head together.
Maybe then we’ve got this song.
Secret of Life
Look the rain’s falling down
It won’t take long to be found
Is my secret away from your eyes?
Use your heart and don’t tell lies.
Open up your door to the good
Let the bad caress your mood.
Let’s make the experience now,
And then you’ll know how to know.
Open now your hands to the poor
And let him give you his palest moon.
And try to read in your footsteps
Mistakes can leave traces and cracks.
Look the rain’s falling down
It won’t take long to be found
Is my secret away from your eyes?
Use your heart and don’t tell lies.
Open now your eyes to dark
And see what’s behind the mask.
There is always a smile, my friend,
Behind a tear on a white dead end.
Look the rain’s falling down
It won’t take long to be found
Is my secret away from your eyes?
Use your heart and don’t tell lies.
Cripple –written on 1FEB08-
I walking by myself
with my stick stuck by
Trying not to lose my steps behind
Fly, I wish I could fly high
But the weight of my age
Paralyses my limbs again.
I remember when I was young,
I was a normal boy
I could flirt, I could run and jump
Alone, now I’m all by myself.
Tell me why, why I cannot fly.
Singin’ in my Car
(the story of a trip from
Singin’in my car
Two background vocals
With the engine drummin’fast
And the freeway’s pumpin’hard
Havin’fun in our trip from
Now she sings the blues
She cries we must close it.
And the wind from the windows blows
She’s annoyed but we don’t care.
She’s still singin’ the blues in my car.
Ooh la la la
He sings rock and roll.
He likes good guitars.
He’s requestin’ more volume.
And he don’t mind if our ears are bleedin’
He’s still singin’ the rock and roll.
Ooh la la la
Singin’in my car
Two background vocals
With the engine drummin’fast
And the freeway’s pumpin’hard
Havin’fun in our trip from
Ooh la la la
Smells of Autumn
Little birds have gone
And your leaves are on the run……
Darkest clouds have come
And your roots are wet again.
Where’s the source of life?
I’ve been searching night and day
Where’s the joy of life gone?
Windows have been closed
Courtains make no light shine out again
Squirrels in their nest
Hidden from the change to come today.
Where’s the source of life?
I’ve been searching night and day
Where’s the joy of life gone?
Stone Flower
We only just met
In such an ordinary way
But our past lives could tell
A very different tale.
Sometimes we’re stunned to find
Ho much we think alike
And our silence is deeper than words
All this is new to me, I’ve never been here before.
Let’s get close but not too close
You will have to teach me how
But please accept my stone flower
To help you get through one more day.
Please let this friendship be
I promise I’ll try, no matter what,
To bring a smile to you r eyes
To wipe your sadness away.
You lost someone you love
And I’m sorry I can’t heal you
But please accept my stone flower
To help you get through one more day.
Let’s get close but not too close
You will have to teach me how
But please accept my stone flower
To help you get through one more day.
Walking in the park with Wendy
The moist in the grass
A sunbeam is breaking
We’re walking together
In the Park
Peter asks Wendy:
«Is this your real name?»
She’s over-thinking
It’s ok, it’s ok.
Two milk and coffee
Please give me biscuits
The book we’re translating
Makes me hungry
The smell of the wet grass
Reminds me my first years
I’m tell you this
And you laugh.
The moist in the grass
A sunbeam is breaking
We’re walking together
In the Park.
What if
Gone. Hell, now you’re really gone
and I can’t make you come back
must be something I have done
I long to feel nothing more
What if I could take it back
And start all over again?
What if I tried one more time
To work my magic on you?
Long empty stretches of night
Thoughts of you still haunt my mind
I just keep on wondering
Who will stir my coffee now?
What if the sound of my words
Could soothe your heart like before?
What if I brushed your soft lips
With my sweetest honey kiss?
Hollow tears escape my eyes
Too late now, too late to mend
Gone. Hell, now you’re really gone
and I can’t make you come back...
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