We Are Born On A Cliff, Smell Of Bread In Our Souls, We Dived In That Dark
part 1:
-00:00 once I fell on this planet I decided to dance with my own tragedy
-02:41 walking in the sun, Sicily
-03:20 mirò in the dark room
-03:45 when the carnival has ended
-05:30 cowards swimming in parallel patterns
-06:13 thurles
-06:42 in your arms I changed my universe, now the sky is my playground
-08:37 celso ulpiani
-09:26 legs
-10:12 now everything is lost, the room is empty, my hands are cold
-11:38 3pm, too hot outside
-12:42 I’ll wait you downstairs
-13:24 what do you mean?
-14:05 sunrise is the worst nightmare we could ever imagine
-16:31 home is on fire where should I go?
-18:41 clouds seem knives
-19:20 1AM
orange lights outside
everything rests
you closed your eyes
you slept on my back
-20:30 moonchild
-22:22 we are born on a cliff
smell of bread in our souls
no words needed
we dived in that dark
-23:44 if you cry
-25:38 casually some Lucio Battisti remained on this tape :)
part 2:
-25:51 (originally recorded on April 7th 2018 on a cellphone at her home. I've never been good at chemistry. original phone recording roughly captured by guitar pickups)
-30:48 I’m flying on moscow
the shattering sound of clouds crashing on my face
will make me forget all the filth I’ve seen
runaway horses will bring me home
I’m descending
recorded in September 2018 directly on a Philips D6600/30P Tape Recorder in one take. everything improvised. no overdubs. this unassuming cassette was a promise. I left everything here.
