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Played by The Crane Wives...
Kate Pillsbury - Emilee Petersmark - Ben Zito - Dan Rickabus

featuring their friends…
Steven Leaf - Savannah Buist - Katie Larson - Seth Bernard
Justin Dore - Ian Gorman - Michael Dause

Produced by The Crane Wives & Ian Gorman
Mixed by Ian Gorman
Engineered by Ian Gorman & Ben Zito
Recorded at La Luna Recording & Sound in Kalamazoo, Michigan
Mastered by Glenn Brown at GBP Studios in Lansing Michigan

Artwork by Rebecca Green

Thank you ~ our loving families, Ian & Rachel Gorman, Edith the Kitty, Carmen & Javier Vargas of Mi Pueblo in Kalamazoo, Rebecca Green, Joey Schultz of Chickenbach, The Accidentals, Seth Bernard & May Erlewine Bernard, Steve Leaf & the Ex Pats, Sean & Sarah Lamborne, Arlo Lamborne, Tyler Rehm, 88.1 WYCE, Matt Jarrells, John Sinkevics at Local Spins, Amber Buist, Josh Gibson, Bill Chesney, Lindsay Lou & the Flatbellys, The Appleseed Collective, Kris Kessel, Marianne Fisher, Leah Pillsbury

Special thanks to our PledgeMusic campaign donors. We would not exist without our fans! We are so grateful.

Metaphor

Nobody

The Well- The Crane Wives

CERCANDO I COLORI (Adattamento della poesia "Agonia", da “Le poesie aggiunte”, in “Lavorare stanca”, Einaudi, Torino, 1998, Cesare Pavese). I versi di Cesare Pavese che stai per leggere hanno un titolo, Agonia, che è in antitesi con ciò che vogliono esprimere. Parlano di rinascita, parlano di speranza e di colori. Quei colori che non piangono, quelli che sono come un risveglio, quelli che la ragazza-protagonista cercherà uscendo per la strada.


Girerò per le strade 
finché non sarò stanca morta

saprò vivere sola 
e fissare negli occhi
ogni volto che passa
e restare la stessa.

Questo fresco che sale
a cercarmi le vene
è un risveglio 
che mai nel mattino ho provato

Girerò per le strade 
finché non sarò stanca morta

Da domani la gente
riprende a vedermi
e sarò ritta in piedi 
e potrò soffermarmi
e specchiarmi in vetrine.

La magra bambina che fui
si è svegliata da un pianto
durato per anni
ora è come quel pianto 
non fosse mai stato

Girerò per le strade 
finché non sarò stanca morta

E desidero solo colori.
I colori non piangono,
sono come un risveglio:
domani i colori
torneranno, 
assieme ai miei blues. 

Ciascuna uscirà per la strada,
ogni corpo un colore.
Questo corpo vestito
di rosso leggero
dopo tanto pallore 
riavrà la sua vita.

Girerò per le strade 
finché non sarò stanca morta

Sentirò intorno a me
scivolare gli sguardi
e saprò d’esser io: 
gettando un’occhiata,
mi vedrò tra la gente.

Ogni nuovo mattino,
uscirò per le strade
cercando i colori.

Uscirò per le strade
cercando i colori.

© 2025 Stefano Padoan
Tutti i diritti riservati

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SEARCHING FOR COLORS
(Adapted from Cesare Pavese’s poem “Agony”, from “Lavorare stanca”)

I’ll walk the streets
until I’m dead tired.

I’ll learn to live alone,
to look straight
into every passing face
and still remain myself.

This cool breath
rising through my veins
is an awakening
I’ve never felt before.

I’ll walk the streets
until I’m dead tired.

Tomorrow, people
will see me again.
I’ll stand upright,
stop for a moment,
and see my face reflected
in the shop windows.

The thin girl I once was
has awakened from a weeping
that lasted for years.
Now it’s as if that weeping
had never been.

I’ll walk the streets
until I’m dead tired.

Now I only wish for colors.
Colors do not cry —
they are like an awakening.
Tomorrow the colors
will return,
along with my blues.

Each woman will walk the streets,
each body a color.
This body dressed
in soft red
after so much pallor
will live again.

I’ll walk the streets
until I’m dead tired.

I’ll feel around me
the sliding of glances,
and I’ll know it’s me —
just by a glance,
I’ll see myself
among the people.

Every new morning,
I’ll go out to the streets
searching for colors.

I’ll go out to the streets
searching for colors.

© 2025 Stefano Padoan
All rights reserved.

CERCANDO I COLORI

Welcome to the 212 (Part 2) steps deeper into the night — where jazz gets bolder, memories linger longer, and the city reveals its softer edges.

These songs live between neon lights and quiet streets, capturing desire, reflection, heartbreak, humor, and the electric feeling of being fully alive in New York after dark.

If Part 1 was the invitation, Part 2 is the surrender — when the city owns you, and the music doesn’t let go.

The Night Was Still Young

Tracked and Mixed by Ian Gorman at La Luna. Mastered by Glenn Brown.

The Crane Wives - The Garden

The Crane Wives' debut record "Safe Ship, Harbored" was Recorded at Sound Post Studios in Grand Rapids, MI, from the fall of 2010 through the winter of 2011. It was produced, engineered and mixed by Ben Zito & Dan Rickabus, and mastered by Joe McCargar. The album was released on May 12th, 2011 at Founder's Brewing Co. in Grand Rapids. 

Safe Ship, Harbored

The Crane Wives - Metaphor

cus some people get triggered by yelling. so here's the same song but with no I STILL EXIST bit

ghost song (ooOOooOoo)

u ever just wanna move into the forest with ur best friends & live off mushrooms u find? me too

let's b goblins!

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does ur insecurity ever get so bad that u just wanna yeet urself into a forest and screech at passersby?
more tunes at ratwyfe,bandcamp.com

cryptid (mothman)

about trying to hide the fact that u're drowning from the people that would dive in after u

The Crane Wives - Metaphor

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