1. |
Inward Crawl
03:59
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Wind bends the trees in my dreams
The stars blink mysteriously
“Take a picture of me”
On an empty street
On a patch of grass
Where it all began
I don’t want it to end
Waiting theatrically
In an empty bar
On stupid street
It's a sketchy place
That leads to you
I am new in town
Just looking around-
Won’t bother no one
Whispers
The bridge after dawn
Little boy is gone
In virgin blu
I was looking for you
On a patch of grass
On a bed of trash
Where it all began
I don’t want it to end
All alone in your car
And You missed my home
But you wouldn’t know
Goodbye blue
I was looking for you
On an inward crawl
Not moving at all
Not moving at all
Not moving at all
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2. |
Tomorrow Comes Too Soon
02:57
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You, beautiful you
Looking at me
Touching my skin
Soon, when it gets dark
We will go home
Through the parking
Lots of empty cars
Parked in the dark
Staring at us
Soon we'll start a fight
I'll show you my
Secret weapons
I'm in love
With the world
Through the eyes
Of a girl
So sad and horny
So sad and horny
Struggling to speak the truth
It's a fact
My knees are bent and bruised
But I guess
It's all about me
This, beautiful this
Kissing your cheek
Falling asleep
Without wondering why
The silence will grow
Let tomorrow
Comes always to soon
Riding out there
Right out of tune
“Say Yes”
Plays on your stereo
And yes, we are singing in tune
I'm in love
With the world
Through the eyes
Of a girl
So sad and horny
So sad and horny
Struggling to say it loud
I'm in love
Nothing here makes a sound
It's all gone
It's all blooming now
You, beautiful
Look at me
Touch my skin
Tomorrow comes too soon
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3. |
War On Silence
03:04
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Because I don’t speak
I know the shock of water
Encountering a rock
Silence is war
Only gods and graves
Have a right to that
Or someone who knows
What it's all about
Perhaps you do, if so…
The night drops like a confirmation
Of what you are
Controller of every star
Possessor of light
Failed to reveal
This possession will kill
Whatever it will
Nothing I say matters
Nor should it, really
The silence is gold
Because it knows
It is
I shiver in ice
And long for the warmth
Of bewildered eyes
May the silence break and melt
Into words that speak of pain
And heartache
And the hurt that is hard to bear
In the world out here
Where love fights with fear
Men’s mouths, animals eyes
And a flock of birds
Singing
Fear
This impenetrable thing
So do I
All day long
The war on silence will end
In defeat for every heart
Permitted to beat
In the air that hearts
Make sweet
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4. |
Venice By Night
03:41
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City in the rain
With no complaints
Melting with elegance
Seems like you want to dance
But really it's a wish of death
Will you soak into your lies
Of better times
Or will you try instead?
Out on the spot
Telling all the cops
You were bad influence
Hiding the evidence
Craving for violence
Will you sing me lullabies
Of golden times
Or will you be quiet instead?
Open up your heart, love
Deep in your heart, there is no one
Radiant stars be shining bright
Turn off the light, just one more time
I want to hear the raindrops fall
Don’t want to dream of death, no more
Open your heart
A place in the sun
Where everyone is in the mood
Except for me and you
We're clouds stuck in the Blu
From a boat in the lagoon
Pretending to be cruel
Is obeying the same old rule
Open up your heart, love
Deep in your heart, there is no one
Radiant stars be shining bright
Turn off the light
Venice by night
All wet, all black
Will you hide into this tide
Of low and high
Or will you love instead?
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5. |
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The wet concrete
The pretty trees
Behind the wooden gate
A smiling child
It’s raining now
Big fat smile
Distant cry
Southern light
Something about Italian love
You dress too tight
Your Mother is drunk
She Peed on the path
Safe up here
In our secret romance
Secret romance
Lamb love
Big tough smile
Something feisty
Deep, deep down
Do you even realize?
It's summer now
I hide in your garden
A fountain crying
Change the shape that I am in
With a big fat smile
Big fat smile
Lamb love
Secret romance
Are you alive? Strict tough guy?
You might even kick my ass
To my surprise
I feel relieved
It’s over now
Happens to you
Never to me
It’s my turn now
Put on a smile
It's raining now
Pouring down
I sampled the sound of love
It’s very loud
How are you doing?
Give me your hand
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6. |
The Baby Of The Harbour
03:22
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The baby of the harbor
She eats drag queens
Her hair is greasy
She’s so xenophobic
She shares her meals
With plenty of cats
Her bones are soaked, her skin is wet
She has cold lips and very long nails
She is calling you a useless hero
She's very old, she’s been in jail
She’s a champion of embroidery, as well
She touches me
As I walk by
She creeps on me
Every fucking night
And smells of pee
And has no home
She jumps from walls
Into liquid light
Under neon lamps
Every time she smells
The scent of a man
She looses her fur like a cat
She loves to hear the sound of bones that crack
She’s a nymphomaniac
She messed me up
Told me I was gold
She told me
“Baby, you are a piece of gold,
Baby, please be gentle because you are made of gold”
There's nothing I can think she wouldn’t know
She has 4 teeth
Her fig is loose
She sings the blues
And blows a flute
Made of flesh
On drunken nights
She is always cold
But she never fights
She hides in cracks
And empty drains
They had her posing for an online page
Owned by an influencer
He used to post
But now he is silent
She changed my view on things
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7. |
Worried Boys
03:08
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"Morning miss misery,
What time does your train go by?”
“At 9 :16, 2:44, 25 minutes to 5”
“At 9 :16, 2:44, 25 minutes to 5,
Thank you miss misery,
I want to watch your train go by”
Standing on the platform
Smoking a big cigar
Waiting for something warm
To fly me to an empty star
A worried boy will never be
What you need to impress me
For someone like me
If a tree can grow through a crack in the street…
A boy will grow
In his hometown
Acting on a useless task
You bet your life, he hates his face
Even with a surgical mask
Been listening to miss misery
Round about a million times
At 9:16, 2:44
25 minutes to 5
I Was worried then and will always be
If you’d stopped to impress me
For someone like you
No, It’s not enough to stand up straight...
I’d really need your best advice
On how to kill my time
Looking up to someone strong
To prove you, you are a lie
I don’t know
But I’ve been told
There’s something I need to find
At 9:16, 2:44
25 minutes to 5
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Riccardo Buck Venice, Italy
Riccardo Buck is a painter and musician from Treviso, Italy. During lockdown in Venice, he assembled his first ep “Inward Crawl” on a Tascam 4 track cassette recorder. His songs talk about humanity, emotions and communication. The arrangements are scarce, often including only guitar and voice, but the lyrics are deep and thoughtful. ... more
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