Hands are shaking.
Heart is beating faster.
Tight throat, guilty shadows appear into your eyes.
Link the wind, I wish were there to chase the mist.
Emotional disease, there was nothing around.
Letter box full of regrets.
No outlooks, happy are those who forget.
Take a look around.
sure, I will follow you.
I would kiss you under mistletoe,
Not to play the fool.
I won't spend all my time wasting my life.
I'm sure I'm loosing faith til I die.
Is an overwhelming shame written all over my face?
Slowly, sharpened words slide to the daylight.
To the stars, show me the right way to reach out the sky,
and reveal to me what happened during the past.
Letter box full of regrets.
No outlooks, happy are those who forget.
Take a look around.
sure, I will follow you.
I would kiss you under mistletoe,
Not to play the fool.
I won't spend all my time wasting my life.
I'm sure I'm loosing faith til I die.
Diamonds comfort me not to live in a room
Stay true and one day hearts will bloom.
I curse the day I was entering in the room,
Stay true and one day hearts will bloom.
Take a look around.
sure, I will follow you.
I would kiss you under mistletoe,
Not to play the fool.
I won't spend all my time wasting my life.
I'm sure I'm loosing faith til I die.
Percussionist and sound artist Riccardo La Foresta joins musician and producer James Ginzburg for a fluid collaborative experiment. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 4, 2024