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A LOVE ON THE LINE
(Pier Morandi)
the way she smiles
the way she moves
her words hit like stones
the way she listens
the way she looks
her love is passion with no words
she’s a woman made of heart
she’s a woman made of sound
she’s a lover made of ground
don’t believe her when she says
that you hold all the cards
you can think you are on the right side
but it’s a love on the line
her hands like silence
her fingers like a breath
her arms around your neck
the call of the wind
the sweetness
the strength of a passion never dead
she’s a woman made of blood
she’s a woman made of soul
she’s a lover made of sun
don’t believe her when she says
that you hold all the cards
you can think you are on the right side
but it’s a love on the line
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SHALL WE EVER GET HOME?
(Pier Morandi)
I've still in my eyes the stars of Cassiopeia
hanging above my head above the endless nights
the dawn was grey, all was grey, the snow, the mules, us
the wind was blowing immense and free on the Russian steppe
I think I'll throw myself down on this icy ground
and never get up again, never… it’s all over
shall we ever get home?
far away beyond the heavy clouds
all was light, but the darkness of my heart
mother I’m well
father don’t worry ‘bout me
your loving son, in the virgin snow
I was crying without knowing I was crying
shall we ever get home?
shall we ever get home?
shall we ever get home?
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ONE AND ONE
(Pier Morandi)
one and one means two
just a quote from my dad
don’t mix up numbers, son
you’ll miss your midnight train
black and white ain’t grey
good and bad do define
don’t stay in the middle, son
take your last midnight train
level crossing barriers are going down
you’d better move on
30 pieces are worth nothing
light and dark hide a cross
don’t ride your life son like any Pontius Pilate
take the road less traveled
take your last midnight train
rise and fall pay a price
back and forth ain’t mess
don’t stay in the threshold, feel this light falling rain
take the road less traveled, son
take your last midnight train
at the end of town
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THE BORDERS
(Pier Morandi)
like a player in the dust
down the trails of the night on the scent of the sea
through the reason and the soul through the cries in the storm
where the impulse is strong so much stronger than rules
where vices are obvious while virtues are sleeping
like a player in the dust
like the voices up on the hill
like a safe soul in the mud
like a soldier laying down his arms
madmen, whores, merchants of dreams,
suicide lovers, immortal souls,
people wasting their life people loosing their mind
to the eyes of the moral or the silence
the faith and the blame
down the trails of the night where loneliness lives
from birth to death with a sense of disease
giving voice to the borders laying the eyes on the rot
with no words made of sentence with no judgements at all
like a player in the dust
but now the dark and the night take away all the pain
with the mercy that does not yield to the anger
heading down to the harbor like a wave with no foam
while a cigarette draws simple signs in the wind
like a player in the dust
like the voices up on the hill
like a safe soul in the mud
like a soldier laying down his arms
madmen, whores, merchants of dreams,
suicide lovers, immortal souls,
people wasting their life people loosing their mind
to the eyes of the moral or the silence
the faith and the blame
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TIME THAT I SPENT WITH YOUR LOVE
(Pier Morandi)
time that I spent with your love
time that you keep close to you
all the little signs made of love
on this long way among the trees
an Autumn breeze moves two falling leaves
never walked this road alone
never been without your eyes
never found the words to tell
to express what you mean
to remember the dreams
we shared ‘round our table lamp
used to share ‘round silent thoughts
time that I spent with your love
time that you keep close to you
all the little signs made of love
and I wonder and smile
through the lines and the rhymes
on this night of unbroken moonlight
on these notes not enough to tell
on this song I wrote, I wrote for you
to express what you mean
to remember the dreams
we shared ‘round our table lamp
used to share ‘round silent thoughts
time that I spent with your love
time that you keep close to you
all the little signs made of love
on this long way among the trees
an Autumn breeze moves two falling leaves
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LADY BLUES (Pier Morandi)
discreet she knocks on the door, takin’ her seat
a distant relation she says, ancient roots in your mood
courtin’ your mind with her sweets
hangin’ her sound to your ears
forcin’ your sights to her plans
buildin’ her reign on your doubts
welcome Lady, welcome Lady Blues
followed by all your precious gifts
welcome cuttin’ Lady still with us
welcome back Lady Blues
a metal reflection in her eyes, the glance of a knife
while fixin’ the shirt and the collar she sticks you a smile
bindin’ herself to your doubts
slidin’ invadin’ the silence
settlin’ and changin’ the colours
while you wait, you hide in the dark
welcome Lady, welcome Lady Blues
followed by all your precious gifts
welcome cuttin’ Lady still with us
welcome back Lady Blues
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MY SONG FOR YOU
(Pier Morandi)
when the tired sky turns blue here I am, once again
in the attic of my memory I light up my last cigarette
and what I do is to move the smoke
to see your face to have a word in the clouds
here to me years go by so fast
and you, can you tame your time?
a bit of dust veils ‘coup de grâce’
while someone plays a distant melody
I’ll do my best to stay in shape
and be ready to take a walk to make a run from cloud to cloud
and we’ll meet, we’ll meet again as on that day so long ago
what’s your name? after all it was just what we needed
now I sing, I sing my song for you while the day slowly fades into night
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COOL WIND (Pier Morandi)
02:52
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COOL WIND
(Pier Morandi)
cool wind comin’
cool wind comin’
from secret lights
from hidden thoughts
along my way
blowin' high and free
cool wind comin’
just like a sigh
whisperin’ loud
inside my mind
shapin’ clouds and leaves
cool wind comin’
cool wind comin’
blowin’ high and free
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BLACK ROSES (Pier Morandi)
I received your letter at the right time
all your words, sure, had a very deep meaning
but old skulls appeared between the red lines
black roses wilted on the wire
the golden curtain you built with all your love
is for a theater that is going to close down
small masks are hung on the back wall
black roses wilted on the wire
behind the scenes people share appreciations,
expectations will provide fertile ground
some say yes, some say no, but it’s nonsense
just wasted time, idle chatter
when the candles have exhausted all their light
I’ll put your letters in the box of memories
for the twilight flame painting roses
black roses wilted on the wire
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DOWN THIS ROAD AGAIN
(Pier Morandi)
I am travelling down this road again
on a pale afternoon
it’s the same old road I took
in the brightness of my youth
on the edges I used to take my rest
waiting for the eastern lights
thinking of a distant girl
who led me through the nights
blue rivers flowing in the rising sun
oh, it’s time to take my road again
wandering in search of home
an abandoned wooden rocking chair
moves the last rays of the sun
until the falling eventide
lights a secret one
in the backyard stands my old guitar
covered by the leaves
dusty fields from a distance
like a farewell song to leave
cold winter days blowing from the north
please remember to bring along your coat
walking through the restless shore
blue rivers flowing in the rising sun
oh, it’s time to take my road again
wandering in search of home
I’m travelling down this road again
wandering in search of home
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pier morandi - just a songwriter Italy
singer-songwriter, acoustic/electric guitar and harmonica player
my solo
albums:
- DAY AFTER DAY
- PAGES OF TIME
- COOL WIND
- WHEN THE NIGHT
- THE ROAD
- BETWEEN THE TWILIGHT AND THE DAWN
- ON THE BORDERS
with my old band NotForSale:
- THE BORDERS
- NOTFORSALE
- LIVE & ACOUSTIC
thanks for listening and sharing my music, Pier Morandi
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