Music and lyrics by Carlo Mazzoli
© Carlo Mazzoli 2016
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A million souls go by
Turn on the light
Please, turn on the light

Step into the blue sea
Don't fall down on your knees

A treasure for you to see
just between you and me

Heading back to the perfect world...
the place you long to be
compared to the daily struggle on the horizons

They say it's time to leave
there ain't no kid waiting down the street,
but you lock yourself up and sing it bittersweet

Hey, I know where you've been
'cause I have been there too
and I won't tell you what to do

Just let me walk with you,
side by side
No, you can't keep running that old car
again

Your ego is there to see
it is carved in stone on a tree

We both want to know how real life is
Don't want to see its parodies

A million souls go by
Please, turn on the light.
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Carlo Mazzoli  -  Vocals, bass, electric guitar, background vocals
Simone Scifoni - Piano
Tiziano Russo  - Fender Bass VI
Giovanni Visconti  -  Drums
Ernesto Ranieri  -  Fuzzy guitar, background vocals
Luca Bocchetti  -  Background vocals
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Recorded and mixed at Soundclub Recording by Ernesto Ranieri (Marino/Rome/Italy)
Mastered at Sage Audio by Steve Corrao (Nashville/Tennessee/USA)
Produced by Carlo Mazzoli and Ernesto Ranieri

Artwork and photography: Mara Grimaldi
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On the Horizons

Music and lyrics by Carlo Mazzoli
© Carlo Mazzoli 2016
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I saw the windowpane steam up
and I heard you coming in through the backdoor
You don't love to be seen

November

I love the way you wear those mysterious colours
I love the way you change everything
They look at you like death,
but for me you are a lover

November.
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Carlo Mazzoli  -  Vocals, 12-string acoustic guitar, slide guitar
Daniele Toti  -  Bass
Giovanni Visconti  -  Drums, percussions
Giuseppe Sacchi  -  Accordion
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Recorded and mixed at Soundclub Recording by Ernesto Ranieri (Marino/Rome/Italy)
Mastered at Sage Audio by Steve Corrao (Nashville/Tennessee/USA)
Produced by Carlo Mazzoli and Ernesto Ranieri

Artwork and photography: Mara Grimaldi
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November

Music and lyrics by Carlo Mazzoli
© Carlo Mazzoli 2016
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What the world seems is one of a kind,
at first wanting your view then wants to change your mind
Thanks for asking, but I'm still fine

Crowds want everything, everything for free
"No gloomy faces, the beauty is the need"
towering over armchairs while machines go out and live

What the world seems is a place we know
hectic and changeable to be in step with the show
look at those people doing miracles with their collection of clothes

What the world seems is something astute
Got to tell your troubles and get 'em to bear fruit
Everyone would buy a heart to mark with his own boot

What the world seems is a place we know,
a chest of old novels, with a new tragic glow
so you can write your biography in step with the show

What the world seems is a place we know
the attention goes down when the lights turn low
What the world seems is a carnival of forgotten souls.
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Carlo Mazzoli  -  Vocals, acoustic & electric guitar, howlin' 12-string acoustic guitar, Fender Bass VI
Simone Scifoni - Piano
Giovanni Visconti  -  Drums
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Recorded and mixed at Soundclub Recording by Ernesto Ranieri (Marino/Rome/Italy)
Mastered at Sage Audio by Steve Corrao (Nashville/Tennessee/USA)
Produced by Carlo Mazzoli and Ernesto Ranieri

Artwork and photography: Mara Grimaldi
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What the World Seems

Music and lyrics by Carlo Mazzoli
© Carlo Mazzoli 2016
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The legend has lived since the day
a fellow got lucky with his plan
but jumping on the bandwagon... man,
it won't help you anyway

Why don't you let those beliefs go away and shine?

Like having breakfast in bed
after being woken up by a drum roll
Jumping on the bandwagon is a minor role
and will give you misery instead

Having the world on a string
is nothing but a trend
Jumping on the bandwagon, dear friend,
it won't help you change a thing

Why don't you let those things go away and shine?
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Carlo Mazzoli  -  Vocals, 12-string acoustic guitar, background vocals
Jacopo Giovannercole  -  Banjo
Daniele Toti  -  Bass
Giovanni Visconti  -  Drums
Giuseppe Sacchi  -  Accordion
Ernesto Ranieri  -  Fender Bass VI, background vocals
Luca Bocchetti  -  Background vocals
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Recorded and mixed at Soundclub Recording by Ernesto Ranieri (Marino/Rome/Italy)
Mastered at Sage Audio by Steve Corrao (Nashville/Tennessee/USA)
Produced by Carlo Mazzoli and Ernesto Ranieri

Artwork and photography: Mara Grimaldi
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Jumping on the Bandwagon

Music and lyrics by Carlo Mazzoli
© Carlo Mazzoli 2016
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Does crying mean you are weak?
Does laughing mean you are strong?
These beliefs bring me down to a place where I don't belong

God, it took you seven days to plant the seed of love
Well, it only took seven nights for it to all shove off

Won't you come down, down, down for me... my love?
Down, down, down where nobody wants to go
It might be the darkest place,
but it's not the bottom of the soul

Do we really have to be histerically in love with life to be alive?
Do we really have to be so selfish just to be you and me?
I know that big marquee upon us inspires you, but you may not act like this

Won't you come down, down, down for me... my love?
Down, down, down to grab my hand and rise above
Please, look at me
I who was your gleam through the storm

Down, down, down for me... you will not go
Down, down, down where nobody wants to go
It might be the darkest place,
but it's not the bottom of the soul.
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Carlo Mazzoli  -  Vocals, 12-string acoustic guitar, feedback
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Recorded and mixed at Soundclub Recording by Ernesto Ranieri (Marino/Rome/Italy)
Mastered at Sage Audio by Steve Corrao (Nashville/Tennessee/USA)
Produced by Carlo Mazzoli and Ernesto Ranieri

Artwork and photography: Mara Grimaldi
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Down, down, down

Written and originally recorded by Gordon Lightfoot.
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Carlo Mazzoli  -  Vocals, 6-string acoustic guitar, 12-string electric & acoustic guitar
Ernesto Ranieri  -  Bass, background vocals
Giovanni Visconti  -  Drums, tambourine
Tiziano Russo  -  Lap steel guitar
Luca Bocchetti  -  Background vocals
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Recorded and mixed at Soundclub Recording by Ernesto Ranieri (Marino/Rome/Italy)
Mastered at Sage Audio by Steve Corrao (Nashville/Tennessee/USA)
Produced by Carlo Mazzoli and Ernesto Ranieri

Artwork and photography: Mara Grimaldi
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Steel Rail Blues

Music and lyrics by Carlo Mazzoli
© Carlo Mazzoli 2016
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Climbing that old mountain
it will always be that hard
Grabbing the air set in your lungs
won't take you very far

Climbing that old mountain
it will always be your goal
Can't see any better
and can't change your mind no more

climbing that old mountain,
at least old as you
you come from the valley,
the valley of gloom

climbing that old mountain
to see everything from above
and make roots there,
where no one will tell you what is fair or not

climbing that old mountain
to set your eyes for the stars
instead of wasting them on the fields 
where men spread their tar

You've already claimed your witness,
now you expect the exile
You'd bury all the troubles
if only you could make them die

climbing that old mountain,
a lot bigger than you
where everything is so distant
from the valley of gloom.
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Carlo Mazzoli  -  Vocals, 12-string acoustic & electric guitar
Giovanni Visconti  -  Drums, tambourine, maracas
Tiziano Russo  - Fender Bass VI
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Recorded and mixed at Soundclub Recording by Ernesto Ranieri (Marino/Rome/Italy)
Mastered at Sage Audio by Steve Corrao (Nashville/Tennessee/USA)
Produced by Carlo Mazzoli and Ernesto Ranieri

Artwork and photography: Mara Grimaldi
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Climbing that Old Mountain

Music and lyrics by Carlo Mazzoli
© Carlo Mazzoli 2016
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Need to feel warm in days like these
where the small talks dress you with ease
and the fears steal your time of fresh breeze


Feel like lost in days like these
Where did your poetry run?
Maybe was overwhelmed and undone
by love


Cast a spell on you with farewell songs,
hear the blues of the mandolin
Why don't you bring back your heart where it belongs?
At least you'll have something to believe in


Should feel blessed in days like these
and if you stop looking for feelings in the darkest hole,
you'll see, trouble won't take its toll.
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Carlo Mazzoli  -  Vocals, 12-string acoustic & electric guitar, resophonic guitar, 
6-string electric guitar, backing vocals
Daniele Toti  -  Bass
Giovanni Visconti  -  Drums, shaker
Fabio Menditto  -  Irish bozouki
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Recorded and mixed at Soundclub Recording by Ernesto Ranieri (Marino/Rome/Italy)
Mastered at Sage Audio by Steve Corrao (Nashville/Tennessee/USA)
Produced by Carlo Mazzoli and Ernesto Ranieri

Artwork and photography: Mara Grimaldi
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Days Like These

Music and lyrics by Carlo Mazzoli
© Carlo Mazzoli 2016
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and so you escaped from the large crowded square
in a hurry and in pain
I saw you there with the eyes in a loss,
waiting for a bridge to tell you that's not over yet

You came down to the stream to go fishing,
but the hook started moving against the flow
So you jumped from boat to boat,
till a sailor said they don't leave anymore

All the beauties around you
they all look unfair
'cause all the rest overtakes you,
bring down the walls,
almost tear your spirit in two

You found a garden and a big, breath-taking, chateau
So you knocked at the door, with tears in your eyes
they welcomed and led you to an ample hall

There's a king at the end of the hallway
and a jester screaming that you're here to overthrow him
while palace guards are caressing their blades
you, poor martyr, are never ready to die

All the beauties around you
they all look unfair
'cause all the rest overtakes you,
bring down the walls,
almost tear your spirit in two.
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Carlo Mazzoli  -  Vocals, 12-string acoustic & electric guitar, backing vocals
Daniele Toti  -  Bass
Giovanni Visconti  -  Drums
Ernesto Ranieri  -  Fender Bass VI
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Recorded and mixed at Soundclub Recording by Ernesto Ranieri (Marino/Rome/Italy)
Mastered at Sage Audio by Steve Corrao (Nashville/Tennessee/USA)
Produced by Carlo Mazzoli and Ernesto Ranieri

Artwork and photography: Mara Grimaldi
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King at the End

Music and lyrics by Carlo Mazzoli
© Carlo Mazzoli 2016
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See people coming around way too smart,
tumbling all the way down
to the leading lights of our town
crumbling into an avalanche of hysteric desires

Everybody claims his place here on earth
and keeps telling tales
of innocence lost
They just love to fill up the tabloids,
no matter what it costs

it would've been easier
if it were just you and I

Brave riders on the highway of time,
next stop is '96
where all seemed so real
and we were playing through the fields
and nobody really wanted us to be
overwhelmed

Things have been crazy
and you to me are dear
Keep holding my hand
through this land of fears
They might seem an avalanche,
but we can wash those blues away

It would've been easier
if it were just you and I

I promise, we'll live there
in the place of our dreams
and all this madness and talking
will get as lonesome
as a message sent to the sea
and you will finally feel at home.
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Carlo Mazzoli  -  Vocals, Fender Bass VI, background vocals
Simone Scifoni  -  Piano
Daniele Toti  -  Bass
Giovanni Visconti  -  Drums, percussions
Giuseppe Sacchi  -  Accordion
Fabio Menditto  -  Mandolin
Ernesto Ranieri  -  Electric guitar, Fender Bass VI, background vocals
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Recorded and mixed at Soundclub Recording by Ernesto Ranieri (Marino/Rome/Italy)
Mastered at Sage Audio by Steve Corrao (Nashville/Tennessee/USA)
Produced by Carlo Mazzoli and Ernesto Ranieri

Artwork and photography: Mara Grimaldi
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