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A good place to start
04:18
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A GOOD PLACE TO START
(written by Leandro Diana)
He put down the receiver, there was nothing more to say
A cold front was a-coming, the night stealing from the day
One step ‘fore the outdoor he turned and headed for the bar
A cold beer on a barstool is a good place to start
It wasn’t very dark yet, the sun could still bite
John Fogerty was singing “long as I can see the light”
that tree been there for decades when it wrecked the car apart
Then the first breath was a promise
dropping the bottle was a good place to start
Sometimes there’s an open road
sometimes there’s just a jam
you get stuck into your doubts
while life runs ‘round the bend
sometimes you just stay awake
sometimes you dream a spark
and some days an odd dream
is a good place to start
She woke early in the morning, she just couldn’t sleep no more
Her belly feeling funny, questions spinning on her fore
Her school was on and his job gone, hard times could tear them apart
But a warm bed and a baby were a good place to start
Sometimes there’s an open road
sometimes there’s just a jam
you get stuck into your doubts
while life runs ‘round the bend
sometimes you just stay awake
sometimes you dream a spark
and some days an odd dream
is a good place to start
sometimes a happy ending
is a good place to start
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2. |
Bring it on
06:11
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BRING IT ON
(written by Leandro Diana)
I never wrote a song about this story
I never wrote a song about you
I never found a log in this river
And sometimes it’s hard to swim and breathe
The water’s sweet and warm
And the leaves caress your skin now
And some branches give some shadow
And the birds sing a song that sounds like joy
But the waterfall’s awaiting
And the stones are sharp and cold
And the sea is wide and deep
And the wild winds are gonna howl
Bring it on, bring it on
till the oceans don’t run dry, bring it on
bring it on, bring it on
say my name, stand by my side, and bring it on
The blacktop is often rocky on this highway
And no sign is here to teach you where to go
And the traffic always seems to be smoother
On the other roads you see when you peek around
But the water’s always waiting
And the sun is shining bright
If driving tires me, take it over
Please, hold my hand while I dive
Bring it on, bring it on
till the oceans don’t run dry, bring it on
bring it on, bring it on
say my name, stand by my side, and bring it on
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3. |
Drive
03:58
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DRIVE
(written by Leandro Diana)
In the dark the lights flash by on the sides
And the silence is broken by the rising tide
Hands hold on tight, ‘cause they know what to do
But there’s a taste in your mouth
don’t know what’s up with you
Maybe it’s just the joy for the future bright
or the familiar hold of the same old fright
maybe you lost your place in the human hive
but right now the only certainty
is all you wanna do is drive
Thank god the night is still long and the blacktop’s too
For once don’t matter if someone’s waiting for you
‘Cause the tank is full and the wind howls free
Eyes steady on the road but it’s not through them you see
Maybe it’s just the joy for the future bright
or the familiar hold of the same old fright
maybe you lost your place in the human hive
but right now the only certainty
is all you wanna do…
…is turn the radio loud and leave it all behind
‘cause it’s not about love and maybe not about pain
‘cause now all you need is lose, not find
Maybe it’s just the joy for the future bright
or the familiar hold of the same old fright
maybe you lost your place in the human hive
but right now the only certainty
is all you wanna do is drive
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4. |
Every single smile
03:22
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EVERY SINGLE SMILE
(written by Leandro Diana)
I’ve been down the streets, on my own two feet
Trying to understand my mind
Shuffling my blues in my own worn shoes
I was only losing time
So I called it a day, on the dock of the bay
Thinking “damn, let’s wait and see”
Then a smile and a tan put some ink to my pen
When she stopped and sat by me
Every drop of water – every grain of sand
every blow of evening breeze
shoves you into another day
Every word of wisdom – every single smile
just a little crust of human bread
can turn a fall into a may
Never saw you here, won’t you mind a beer?
Sunset makes a sweeter tide
Her sunglasses down and, god, that gown!
All my senses fell aside
Y’know, I’ve been down the streets on my own two feet
Trying to understand this world
I tried to make my stand, now I don’t give a damn
Won’t you step with me onboard
Every drop of water – every grain of sand
every blow of evening breeze
shoves you into another day
Every word of wisdom – every single smile
just a little crust of human bread
can turn a fall into a may
every little crust of human bread
can make you wanna stay
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5. |
Dirty faces
03:32
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DIRTY FACES
(written by Leandro Diana)
I was walking in the shadow
in the shadow of a doubt
I heard voices all around me
between the whisper and the shout
So I walked down to the waters
where the waters meet the land
There I found out dirty faces
mercy words and helping hands
When the silence turned to music
and the mud turned to stomping ground
Suddenly there in the rhythm
what’s been lost has been found
On that day I decided
that I’d follow the path I chose
on that day I realized that
my happiness embraced my blues
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7. |
Forget to sing
04:12
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FORGET TO SING
(written by Leandro Diana)
I was looking for my voice in the silence of a room
I was looking for my voice in the silence of a room
Sure I wasn’t out of trouble
but my flowers were in bloom
So one day I just decided to take a step outside
one day I just decided I’d take a step outside
and my voice was just right there
just one step beyond my pride
Then I picked up my guitar trying to write a song to sing
Then I picked up my guitar trying to write a song to sing
And she played to me the answer
“it’s your rags that make you king”
If you listened to my story, now you’re gettin’ what I mean
If you listened to my story, now you’re gettin’ what I mean
That your heart may stay in trouble
only if you forget to sing
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8. |
I was there
03:36
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I WAS THERE
(written by Leandro Diana)
I was there, singing my blues
I was there, with nothing left to lose
I was there, hidden in plain sight
I was there, paying the price for my pride
I was there standing unused
I was there a little dazed and confused
I was there searching a crutch
I was there maybe just losing my touch
But there I was, on my own
There I was because my fuse was blown
There I was, feeling down
There I was, a fool wearing a crown
There was thunder, there was rain, there was nothing that could ease my pain
there were clouds, there was sun, there was time to pick my rags up and run
I was there out of breath
I was there about to place my bet
I was there holding my cup
I was there almost windin’ it up
So there I was, on that very day
There I was, on my knees to pray
There I was, in that place
There I was, with no way out of the maze
There was thunder, there was rain, there was nothing that could ease my pain
there were clouds, there was sun, there was time to pick my rags up and run
I was there, singing the blues
I was there, with nothing left to lose
I was there, in plain sight
I was there, trying to rescue my pride
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9. |
Train to Birmingham
03:25
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