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THE ROAD (Pier Morandi)

by Pier Morandi - 2016 ALBUM

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LIKE A PRAYER (Pier Morandi) like a prayer, a floatin’ sound, like a prayer, going down yes i followed the road ‘cause i really don’t know which is mine all inside hidden dreams, imagination always on my side it runs the sound of the train unabated down the railroad tracks all long the autumn days that don’t stop here anymore askin’ time which is leavin’ a last ticket for me she maybe steals to her memories but her time knows the reason why like a prayer, a floatin’ sound, like a prayer, going down and she followed the road ‘cause it carried again next to mine all inside hidden dreams and anarchy always on her side she bought some ol’ books for nothing she sold all the silverware she played with fate in the summer waitin’ just behind a rhyme some men rang the bell and some romances went away and when she looks in the mirror she knows it’s only a photograph so I followed the road ‘cause I really don’t know which is mine all inside hidden dreams imagination always on my side and she followed the road ‘cause it carried again next to mine all inside hidden dreams and anarchy always on her side like a prayer, a floatin’ sound, like a prayer
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MAYBE BY THIS TIME (Pier Morandi) Maybe by this time you’re sleepin’ and if you’re dreamin’ carry me back to our painted blue road Maybe by this time you’re sleepin’ and if you’re dreamin’ tell me you are travelin’ on along the side of the hills and the leaves of the old trees between the whiteness of a soft rain on a pale way to heaven inside the echo of a song so far from the borders where the river has already gone Maybe by this time you’re sleepin’ and if you’re dreamin’ carry me back to our painted blue road Maybe by this time you’re sleepin’ and if you’re dreamin’ tell me you are travelin’ on where the river has already gone Maybe by this time you’re sleepin’ and if you’re dreamin’ carry me back to our painted blue road Maybe by this time you’re sleepin’ and if you’re dreamin’ tell me you are travelin’ on …yes, please do it tell me you are travelin’ on
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SITTIN' IN THE DOORWAY (Pier Morandi) daddy’s in the kitchen, mama’s in the lane standin’ on the corner with a gun inside a dust high noon down the road of memory the slide man plays a tune Alan Wilson’s shadow is knocking on your door again I’m sittin’ in the doorway still waitin’ for a train you’re out in the rain with your words …so sublime the blind man’s telling stories the bartender’s drinkin’ wine the lounge is fulI of gamblers and you’ve got no more games to hide old steps coming through the cold neon light the man with the cane is walking uptown at night I’m sittin’ in the doorway still waitin’ for a train you’re out in the rain with your words …so sublime to the end of love you are sendin’ valentines from the old post office where nobody can catch your sighs maybe it is the moon that it’s hiding in the sky maybe it is sky and there is no place left to go I’m sittin’ in the doorway still waitin’ for a train you’re out in the rain with your words …so sublime so I’m sittin’ in the doorway still waitin’ for a train you’re out in the rain with your words …so sublime
4.
CROSS THAT RIVER (Pier Morandi) walkin’ down this old river the place where you belong floatin’ down all the memories nside the rise and the fall mr jones is still that same askin' for that reason why the empty parlour’s just full of masks playin’ skittles on the looking glass you must cross that river alone all along the borderline muddy and rough and deep the flow piercing like a rising tide the woman in you tells no lies while her tongue still changes shape shooting bullets at the guests there is no place to hide you must cross that river alone all along the borderline muddy and rough and deep the flow piercing like a rising tide I’m not here I’m not where you want I don’t speak the words you want to hear there’s no more room you don’t empty your mind be like water flowing you must cross that river alone all along the borderline muddy and rough and deep the flow piercing like a rising tide on the freight trains going south you can share no silver plates just a straw bed in the dust just the silence of their eyes you can speak of foreign dreams you can say it’s only a game they don’t ask that reason why from the car they show the flow you must cross that river alone all along the borderline muddy and rough and deep the flow piercing like a rising tide
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RAINY DAY (Pier Morandi) Rainy Day she comes from Lear where she sold her soul Rainy Day she comes from Lear where she lost her soul she sold her soul on a winter’s night while the voices mingled with the dust she lost her heart on a foggy night where the shelter was a roof of rust here the dawns are sleeping on a bed of dew and the nights are calling for the true love she never knew I bought a story at the conman’s store about a soul coming back from Lear I let a rhyme just behind the door I paid my money I spilled my beer here the dawns are sleeping on a bed of dew and the nights are calling the only true love she never knew Rainy Day she comes from Lear where she sold her soul Rainy Day she comes from Lear where she lost her soul
6.
NO SIGNS AT ALL (Pier Morandi) he was thinkin’ about her lips while she was turnin’ around to him fate was cuttin’ across the street there was absence of gravity the place they were sharin’ was a foreign garden the time they were facin’ had no signs at all they had no shelter just a helter-skelter to turn back the pages slidin’ to the dawn time was sowin’ the fields with dew rhymes were fadin’ on walls and rain she was tryin’ to find a shade matchin’ colours of different minds the place they were sharin’ was a foreign garden the time they were facin’ had no signs at all
7.
BLOOD BROTHERS (Pier Morandi) stepping back in time in the old days down the street from the morning light, till the last drop of rain running after the shadow of a hidden dream by the trees where the sun was high where the music was young and we know we’re just blood brothers walking down through these falling leaves we’re just blood brothers by the side of the road all the days are now past and gone like a gentle wind that blows, blows away from home and we know we’re just blood brothers walking down through these falling leaves we’re just blood brothers by the side of the road to find that perfect balance between the mysterious divine joy of living and the pain of living and I know you’re my blood brother walking down through these falling leaves you’re my blood brother by the side of the road walking like blood brothers by the side of the road walking like blood brothers till the end of the road
8.
THE ROAD (Pier Morandi) comin’ from the ashes with no answer with no dawn searchin’ for a place where to rest and lay the light talkin’ to the child of a mother never known torches are waving in their hands like bells a-flashin’ through the land “the fire you’re carryin’ a soulful light that blows over towns, over towns and chains showing you home” a father and a young son and a desert all around movin’ west and south from the daybreak till the dark crossin’ dead-end forests with the strong smell of the night “the world you can see is not the same” “the home you left has no more name” “the fire you’re carryin’ a soulful light that blows over towns, over towns and chains showing you home” “there is no then no after there is only what you’re now” the future has no colour while the past recalls the time “I’m going to loose my strength let me rest here on the sand” “I’ll be on your side all night long” “we’ll meet together the new day “you listen? be strong this soulful night won’t be long carry on, carry on my son.. for when I am.. carry on, carry on my son for when I am gone”
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WAY DOWN (Pier Morandi) back on the street the last romance, shines like a midnight cry it’s closing time for all rain dogs, out of the Blue Lagoon where Mr Tambourine no longer plays it’s all over now and Jack and Neil they drive away with their friend solitude the movie lights the old white screen, Wenders’s kings of the road the sun goes down, the Seine it flows, inside Bud Henry’s eyes and someone’s searching something strange, out in the autumn rain there is a traction loud and clear, sounds like an ocean stream way down, way down, won’t you take me down? way down, way down, baby take me down the mountain flashes the painted face, clouds at the break of noon the book of memory is made of blood, red pouring from the wound and Allen Ginberg on the corner hangs words on the subway walls under the cover of a black-white book, scars of a burning soul way down, way down, won’t you take me down? way down, way down, baby take me down behind the noise, closed in your mind you find a hidden trail towards a threshold to an open space called mind garden and ev’ry time the way is up, dark and so confused you know a shelter among the trees, streams, to lay you down way down, way down, won’t you take me down? way down, way down, baby take me down
10.
TILL THE STARLIGHT IS GONE (Pier Morandi) when the daylight’s gone, all the memories move on I roam from town to town, yes I know I’m only a pawn won’t you lay down and comfort me? I’m just the son of a dawn won’t you come here and comfort me? Till the starlight is gone daddy left my home, now he’s walking all alone my mother’s happiness, is a picture never known won’t you lay down and comfort me? I’m just the son of a dawn won’t you come here and comfort me? Till the starlight is gone my ragged shirt, my songs, are the few things that I own this old guitar I strum, is to people I don’t know won’t you lay down and comfort me? I’m just the son of a dawn won’t you come here and comfort me? Till the starlight is gone I want to lay down and take your hand till the end of the day I want to stay here and take your hand and let me carry away I want to stay here and take your hand and let me carry away
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IT'S BEEN SO HARD (Pier Morandi) been so hard, been so hard, been so hard, been so hard walkin’ by the railroad in your worn out shoes looking for a deep well where to shelter your soul it’s been so hard, yes it’s been so hard (been so hard) all the shadows of your nights are crying out on the roof you turn your weary face you don’t know where you are it’s been so hard, yes it’s been so hard (been so hard) you start to live when you start to die a little ..oh you know it’s been so hard been so hard, it’s been so hard (been so hard) walkin’ by the railroad in your worn out shoes the colours of a better man at the break of your dawn it’s been so hard, yes, it’s been so hard (been so hard) you start to live when you start to die a little ..oh you know it’s been so hard been so hard been so hard been so hard been so hard

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All songs by Pier Morandi.

Pier Morandi on vocals, Gibson acoustic & electric guitars, slide, Hohner harmonicas, percussions.
Recorded, mixed and mastered at The Borders Studios

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released March 10, 2016

The image on the cover by William Merelli photoghraphy.

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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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