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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
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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)
02:55
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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
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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
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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
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THE ROAD (Pier Morandi)
04:11
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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)
03:39
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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
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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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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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