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Travel of a Vaccine - Moses Concas
Music by: Moses Concas
Bassline: Lucio Manca
Drums: Nanni Groove
Guitar: Peppe Spanu
Label: Moses Productions London
Video directed by: Nicolò Mazza
Photography by: Leonardo De Carlo
Mixing and Master: Piergiorgio Boi
Lyrics:
Dear Diary,
I am sorry for my absence,
stones of fear on my sight-end,
a vaccine on travel,
the eternity to hold to cling on
biding for an answer
pastel
black
I am drawing on a mask,
my smile has been kidnapped
and madness
getting along like a chess pawn alone,
against a whole storm of questions,
bracket,
happen, that my reality has been damned and lost
in the inner pocket of a jacket,
my artistic soul has been thrown like a tennis pro,
hit in the heart by his racket
and mark it
this berry plant got not baccate and placate,
my anger is tending to bestiality
now that normality is more legit inside an Hitchock movie moody
people on the sofa getting broody,
but this virus is getting shrewdy,
we have to rise and shine
in the hoodie no fright just
mind this pain away acutely
I hope the Fenix can hear me and give a sign to move me,
the tush,
but now I am staying, in waylay
astutely
and then I ambush
Genesi nasco sui palcoscenici dai tredici
pezzi di Frankie hi-Nrg credici
dalle mede ai sedici
seguaci, gare di freestyle seguici
rime difficili in rebus
ma con le spiegazioni in pedici
artimetici
tra amici rimando fumando grammando un po' aritmici
chiudo concetti in criptici
messaggi
si chiusi a riccio
come fan gli istrici,
dei temi ispidi fino in fondo ma
nei capelli no balsamo
saltano, idee così veloci in tempia
che a sta curva sbandano
sparando Bullets
ma senza Baltimore
pazzia trasuda
che forse ansimo
Abbazia dai monaci chiusi a Sant'Antimo
in extrasistole mi salta un battito
mi jumpa un attimo
faster di un pattino
colder dell'artico
swimming nel carmico mio mondo
dei Sette Mantra,
da tempo attingo al vedico più sancrito..
Sono randagio e vagabondo
dentro pensieri cammino ma in fondo
ricerco il vago,
muovo passi vero Santiago e mistico
mi districo
nelle strade che girovago divago di mente labile
evado dalla crisalide
in viaggio dentro la musica
siam come sterne in volo
verso l'Antartide che si fan breccia
come la freccia di Paride
Category | Health & Medical |
Sensitivity | Normal - Content that is suitable for ages 16 and over |
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