My home in my city It’s a long day ago Melancholy i’m softly meeting in my night Out in my way, in this life’s trip Father and mother remeber i might
Verse
I can steel see me Climbin’ those steps At five in the morning and, my drunk eyes could see In the blue light of dawn , through the door of my youth One already awaken for me
Rit
But sweetly and slowly All those days have gone There’s no need to study To do what i’ve done And now i’m so lonely This life’s time flows ghostly
Verse
I can stille meet In my memories The night cats the trees the milk truck Sat on the front door it was me The fishermen , the hunters, their plays
Rit
But sweetly and slowly All those days have gone There’s no need to study To do what i’ve done And now i’m so lonely This life’s time flows ghostly
Guitar solo on rit
Bridge
All these things places and people You meet only one in a life Then they’re lost gone forever I feel one of them, they’ll always be mine
Verse
Yes gone , but not in my thoughts A smell, a taste , a touch may remind me those sighs I still them all and i’ll always do As long as i’m here they never will die
Rit
But now i am lonely My life flows away I can feel the hot breath That threatens my day Now those days have gone Just memories become
Guitar solo on rit
repeat till fade
Style of Music
Stile cantautore americano. Ballata con pianoforte e band Struttura: strofa 1 - strofa 2 - ritornello 1 - strofa 3 - ritornello 2 - solo di chitarra su ritornello - bridge - strofa 4- ritornello 3