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YOU ARE ON MY MIND
(Pier Morandi)
I was gathering thoughts carrying a rose inside
the wheat I cut for you
oh mother you were on my mind
you were closing your eyes on a falling night
hiding the shadows behind a smile
oh mother I was on your mind
here.. far.. crossing my time
mother you’ll be on the way
here.. far.. crossing my time
mother you’ll be on my way
the colors of a kitchen, echoes of a past
guiding all my days, leaving out all the rest
oh mother you are on my mind
here close to the station nothing left to leave
the sound of our train is taking to the sea
oh mother you are on my mind
here.. far.. crossing my time
mother you’ll be on the way
here.. far.. crossing my time
mother you’ll be on my way
now the path of life, like a circle game
is seeking the light in the morning rain
oh mother you are on my mind
here.. far.. crossing my time
mother you’ll be on the way
here.. far.. crossing my time
mother you’ll be on my way
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HEADS OR TAILS? (Pier Morandi)
into the night comes the dust from the river
silently cold floatin’ over your shoulders
just a space with no sound
just a noise with no wind
every single breath
marks my presence here
traces of blood, of blood in the sand
a black dog is limpin’, just limpin’ an’ cryin’
harsh lights in the prairie
better turn back at once
take your suitcase and run
to the other side
what’s the biggest
thing you’ve lost
heads or tails?
your destiny your choice
hey man, can you smell the gunpowder?
ice eyes with a dark shadow soul
other coins other aims
there’s no place for no hero
your story’s come to an end
heads or tails?…that’s all
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WHEN THE NIGHT
(Pier Morandi)
when the night comes around
I can stop your way
I can steal your trails on the scent of a lonely day
blue starry skies sailing shooting stars
like memories
bringing home your eyes on the scent of a lonely night
pale shadows veil the light moving time to our
yesterdays in this summer rain
an unbroken stream of thought’s flowing down
along the river bank of this borderland
where the night comes down to call out your name
blue lonely skies on the canvas
of the memory
where the night comes down to call out your name
when the night comes down to call out your name
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RIVER (Pier Morandi)
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RIVER (Pier Morandi)
I can hear this old river
flowin' deep through my soul
inside past and present
inside nights inside dawns
the mutability of thoughts
the ancient tree reflection
the red sun settin’ down
you can call it river, for the sides for the course
you can call it river, like a stream like a source
from the steep side of the mountain
to the valley below
this wild big blue tellin’
and tellin’ so well
the deep faces of your mood
the old land and the voices
like a lost Indian tale
you can call it river, for the sides for the course
you can call it river, like a stream like a source
flow the waters flow the stones
on what is right on what is wrong
along its settled way
you can call it river, for the sides for the course
you can call it river, like a stream like a source
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SPRING OF BEAUTY
(Pier Morandi)
in the silence of a windless light
in the shade of an age-old tree
along the lines of memories
another sunset for another day
a still burning cigarette
on the edge of a lone stone bench
like a veiled needle pointing north
where the night was cold and the ground was hard
..those voices in the storm
Milton’s eyes on this wounded land
inside a black cloud inside a smell of death
other walls other lonely nights
are hiding in the fire mist
while the rain takes the bride away
blind moons are shining on a winding road
till the darkest hour fades away
nine moons are shining on a lonesome road
for another spring of beauty a new dawn
nine moons are shining on a mountain trail
for another spring of beauty a new dawn
on a winter day of a lonely night
a lost candle moves its flame away
from the pages from the abandoned leaves
all buried in a broken dream
with no flowers no farewell words
for a bird flying all alone
to another spring a beauty a new dawn
blind moons are shining on a winding road
till the darkest hour fades away
nine moons are shining on a lonesome road
for another spring of beauty a new dawn
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SHE'S HIDING IN THE ALPHABET (Pier Morandi)
when the wind reminds to the old days
there’s a strange good taste in town
I was lookin’ down to the alley
they were lookin’ for someone
then she came to town with a baby
and a suitcase made of dreams
asking only for a place to shelter
her bowls and leaves
just a simple smile around her eyes
just a kind way to take your time
just a brave soul to blow your mind
and she walks through the desert
and she stands in the dust
she can sit out of a diner
she’ll never wear that same old veil
she’s hiding in the alphabet
in the street the children are playing and the old are walking down
you can see her into a diner, cooking food and serving wine
just a simple smile around her eyes
just a kind way to take your time
just a brave soul to blow your mind
and she walks through the desert
and she stands in the dust
she can sit out of a diner
she’ll never wear that same old veil
she’s hiding in the alphabet
yes I know some years have gone since a cool breeze left our town
and I’m still lookin’ down to the alley,
waitin’ for a wind to come
waitin’ for a wind to come
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OLD BLACK HAT
(Pier Morandi)
unspoken words inside an empty room
an old blue raincoat on the window sill
a black hat (over there) on a hanger
waiting to go for another ride
I think I saw you in no man’s land
playing chords for a timeless band
oh Leonard where are you going?
Who will take care of your old black hat?
dim lights in a Chelsea room
silent bluebirds on the piano strings
hot and cool dark and hopeful
bad times meet majestic rhymes
on the sound of a simple tune
a minor chord for a rising moon
oh Leonard where have you been?
you know, I took care of your old black hat?
songs of love songs of hate
naked words playing so meaningful so beautiful
dancing till the end of love
till the end of love
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I’M RIDIN’ (Pier Morandi)
well I’m ridin’ through the backlands
like a dream I had along time ago
with my woman right beside me
my guitar and a moon shinin’ bright
runnin’ after a lonely cloud on this moonlit night
I’m ridin’
by my side a radio plays an ole time blues
out of nowhere
I’ve been told “leave the highway
take your soul where the sun never shines”
“this is the only way for you to say
I’m ridin’ “
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HOKA HEY! (Pier Morandi)
03:54
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HOKA HEY!
(Pier Morandi)
from early morning till the darkness of a sleepless night
along the deep slopes of the Black Hills flies a shadow
a red-tailed hawk
a red blowing fire
against poverty, injustice on the plain
only a feather behind his hair only a small stone behind his ear
his face painted with a lightning bolt and hailstones
the son of thunder
the son of hail
the Great Spirit of nothing for himself
Hoka Hey! forever
Hoka Hey! Crazy Horse
Hoka Hey! forever
to the lands you belong
better to die on the battlefield than to live by cowards
generosity courage character wisdom
Tashunka Witko
Hoka Hey! forever
Hoka Hey! Crazy Horse
Hoka Hey! forever
forever and ever
to the lands you belong
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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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