MUSIC by TREES

LYRICS by PAOLO D'ADDIO

 

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1. A WINTER TALE 3'16"

Outside in the pouring rain, the distant world was grey

by the fireplace his boots, in the house among the holly woods

he put his ear on the shell in his hand, then his sleepy head spoke

”…the sails drank the wind like milk, the moon swam as light as silk…”

and through the mist of the valley at his feet a mountain lake opened its eyelid

 

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2. A GOOD REASON TO GO 4'22"

No reason to stay is a good reason to go

The last few words to say, this is an epilogue

 When it rains  look for the rainbow

and when it's dark  look for the star

 No reason to stay (stay if you may )

is a good reason to go (go ‘cause you must)

No more words to say  (stay if you may )

this is an epilogue

 

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3. GIRLS LOVE POETS 4'31"

Girls love poets, lust and romance

Paul Verlaine, Charles Baudelaire

The freethinker Lucifer

Girls love poets, willing learners

Deep in the night they dwell alone

The moonlight shakes them to the bone

Girl love poets and tender moments

When soon they're bound to a childhood ground

Huge yet lost and no more found

 Girls love poets and theatre goers

Storytellers you and me

Just like honey to the bee

Girls love poets, girls love crooners

Who bite and itch their juicy peach

Cool yet gone and out of reach

 They wear their heart on their skin

But cannot hide the hell within

 

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4. SHUT NOT YOUR DOOR 5'05"

 

Shine on my love, my love shine on

Shine on my love, cast your dancing shadow

 Shine on my love, my love shine on

Shine on my love, shut not your door

It's alright (it can't go wrong)

It's alright (it can't go wrong)

shut not your door

It's alright (it can't go wrong)

It's alright (it can't go wrong)

shut not your door

shine on, shine on, shine on, shine on

 

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5. SILENT CALLING 3'48"

I know why captive birds sing

cage or prison, love or reason, twins in my vision

and I know why silent boys dream of the shanty dandy of the Magdalen

the night I met the balladeer was insincere

far or near I just couldn’t make clear

the smoke of my cigarette, hallucinated acrobat

imaginary smile that made me smile, surprised to be alive

I know what lies are for

but strange to tell these secret lines of winged words of light

wasted days and serenades for passing strangers

the sin was mine, I did not understand

it was morbid indecency, boulevards and vaudeville

the green hour, the unreal I adore, the unborn star child

 

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6. MALICE 4'46"

A virgin love forever, her soft voice like a feather

this tale of us a thread of grey, a floating leaf up in the air

I kiss her at the heavens’ gate, the starless night is yet so late

like a swan she bends her neck, opens her blouse, I find the crack

our daring lips, my fingertips, her alabaster curvy hips

arsenal of arts where malice leaves its marks

her heart so near, the beats I hear, her cranny nook, I dare not look

naked in this hush, I know she veils her blush

my beating blood rushing like mad, gone is now the last restraint

not to blame, not innocent, I’m lost, my mood swings

she blows my mind and fucks my brain

I’m a branch in the flame, burned by desire, my life is on fire

my teen queen rules in my daydream

her female body is my duty, she moves in beauty

 

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7. OUT OF THE BLUE 4'09"

Placid clouds of vapour wool, slowly rising April moon

just too fool not to be cool, deja-vu, out of the blue

stars like pretty little girls dangling their legs and curls

under shades of blooming grapes, a mouthful of rhymes, a hunger for life

a quite unnecessary lair, daydream on a rocking chair

follow me so far away, my rambling thoughts won’t let me stay

a pocketful of poetry, a transparent epiphany

a thunderstorm and in the middle the grave and the cradle, the thread and the needle

I feel it deep under my skin, sometimes I wish I had wings

heartily and softly and tenderly, will you carry me? Will you shelter me?

 

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8. THE BOY ECSTATIC 7'10"

I’ve seen the invisible and the undone, the promised dawn at sundown 

I’ve seen redemption after crime, the promised Spring in wintertime

I’ve seen the sky growing dark, the moon bending her arc 

I’ve heard clarions and larks in wet marshes, in night sparks

I’ve seen lizards and rattlesnakes, pebbles and ash-flakes 

a dragonfly, a unicorn, a flying fish, a jackal 

I’ve seen caged beasts freed, locomotives at full speed 

I’ve seen kites in the sunlight, flames in the twilight 

I’ve seen the wide open ocean, the planets in motion 

the simple soul, the heart of gold, the silly vanity of all

I’ve read Melville and I’ve dreamt of a vessel sailing 

bound to the lighthouse island somewhere in Britain or Ireland 

I’ve read the bloody Macbeth and the Paradise Lost 

I’ve seen seven sisters, an hour-glass and clockworks 

I’ve learnt algebra and geometries and I’ve dreamt of my metamorphosis 

my nerves like roots sucking blood from every vein 

I’ve seen the tracks of cranes on the pond’s clay

I’ve learnt the language of sands and its alphabet of gold

I’ve encompassed the whole world 

its maps and kingdoms, safe and sound from sorrows

I’ve seen demons and scarecrows

 I’ve smelled the soil after the rain and I’ve felt a strange kind of pain

I’ve met a man without a name in a bruise-like sort of shame 

I’ve heard a call for perfection and its obvious rejection

I’ve seen a red carnation, doom and salvation

I’ve read revolution as love in reverse

I’ve heard a wailing saxophone and a dreaming verse 

A hatful of silence, a handful of solitude 

the wisdom of second chance, moments of beatitude

I’ve learnt to see the unapparent wind 

when trees are shaken and leaves are trembling

I’ve dreamt of the child that is father of the man 

a firefly in the palm of his hand 

the darkness torn asunder, fetching it to me with full wonder

I’ve dreamt of Endymion under the old oak 

and a cripple dancer in a ragged cloak

I’ve heard questions for philosophers, puzzles solved with ease

I’ve learnt that wars begin in the minds of men 

so it’s there we should defend peace

Is it man that is God-made or God that is man-made?

brother with sly brother, mother with queer mother

whispering to each other 

Lunatic, amnesiac, insomniac 

Ecstatic, magnetic, maniac

 

 

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9. NUBIAN SUN 4'50"

Immaculate shirt I have none, but glowing eyes like burning coal

clouds sail along, birdsong, still the riddle remains unsolved

led astray, the world dies away

homesick and lost when I need you most, stardust like falling snow

don’t loosen your hand, dreamland, I’m a drowning man clung to a straw

now warm me Nubian sun