Voyager 1 and Voyager 2 were launched by NASA in 1977 to trek across the solar system. Both spacecraft visited Jupiter and Saturn, then the twins parted ways: Voyager 1 studied Saturn's moon Titan while Voyager 2 swung past Uranus and Neptune. 
In 2012, Voyager 1 passed through the heliopause that marks the edge of the sun's solar wind and entered interstellar space; in 2018, Voyager 2 did so as well. Now, the two spacecraft are cruising through the vast outer reaches of the solar system, deep into the unknown. They continue to send signals back to Earth, updating humans about their adventures far beyond the planets, although those bulletins may cease in a few years, as the spacecraft are both running low on power.

Additonal keyboards, mixed and mastered by Roberto "Visionair" Miele www.facebook.com/roberto.miele.7
@redrain-2

Heliopause

The return to a life made up of everyday conflicts, choices and meaningless  sufferings.

Additonal voices, keyboards, mixed and mastered by Roberto "Visionair" Miele www.facebook.com/roberto.miele.7
@redrain-2

Final guitar by Maurizio Pinto

Cover by Daniela Barba

https://danielabarba.wordpress.com/

LYRICS
Will I find you on the shores?
as the sunrays blaze ad refracts in the sea foam
a distant cargo is overlapped by a swooping little gull

a vertical space invader
dinosaurs and stones
a child's game, perfect landscape
and I wonder if this wind was the same, ages ago

indeed, the winged finger flies in his hands 
 
Little islands exposed in this spring rehearsal
and a  years' gone spent in sorrow and confusion
this need of be always cycling
wow , by the waves we are surrounded

Sometime words are not allowed
replaced by numbers in the space
there's a mystic place under the headland here
often in the shades of the afternoon

Sshallow waters calm down now
and the sea mist invades the city 
hiddens sins in the shadow of a cannon tower
a nightmare blooms beyond every door  

and slowly grows  the fear of the others
a ghost enters , among us

The Outer Banks

In loving memory of Fabrizio. We'll never forget you.

Mixed in London by Shelby Logan Warne
https://www.facebook.com/shelbyloganwarne
https://www.facebook.com/OldStreetStudios

Additonal voices and mastering by Roberto "Visionair" Miele www.facebook.com/roberto.miele.7
@redrain-2

LYRICS
The brighter days of youth
are missing from your eyes
and then my silent words
came thru
dividing up our skies
dividing up our skies
another day in the truth
divided by the lies

the same way
displays to you
years away from mine
time, all we need is time
showing us the light
in a path to follow

tide, stretching out the waves
renewing the shores
our place to dream on
here, passing in this hour of shades
they’ll see you 
fading out from here 

and then you’ve gone
suddenly, like the jokes of everyday
how can we move on?
surrounded by  shattered glass
your dream of detachment
is still alive 
in the vacant aisles
of a useless building
like the hidden 
useless pain
can’t see the meaning
near or far and so 
let the religion of silence speak

Last Summer Rain

A dark journey through personal and collective trauma — a fusion of memory, loss, and historical echoes. The track unfolds from intimate sorrow to a broader vision of societal collapse, building toward a progressive instrumental climax where time and meaning distort. From waiting rooms to inner battlefields, it's a sonic ride into the heart of a recurring nightmare.
Thanks to Nico for the mix and mastering.
https://soundcloud.com/nick-ldn

LYRICS
No spring haze outside this morning
just a small tragedy 
faded into tears detouring
the tracks on our path

and a fire spreads around the children
in another clean waiting room
while I feel decaying inside
broken muscles and bloodstained shoes


perception is shifting thru the years
changing boundaries 
some heroes live in memories
their hearts on a stone wall
they’ll take you thru this new d ark age
of madness around us all
we’re falling in the past again
an evil masquerade 


I look behind and see all distant memories
he grooves shining into october light
suspendend silence into diagonal spaces  
ephemeral tides into fields of time
new challenges for old mass behaviours
one hour before a barren wasteland
 and home tragedies disappear 
 in the shade of recurring continental dramas
swept away by the season of
 falling thoughts



and they rode the whole time
until they spread across the open road
and they rode the whole time
toward the madness
the major cuts the crossroad
the embankment is the last line  
hell is unleashed 
from the ground, then from the sky

Crossroads

A journey through fractured timelines and forgotten warnings — where old ghosts rise with new machines, and history loops like a broken riff.
This track moves between tension and release: awakening, resistance, the fog of propaganda, and the weight of a world that never learns.
Echoes of war, courage on treacherous seas, and the relentless question of what tomorrow brings.
A progressive tale for dark days — and for the hope that still flickers beneath them.
All in a summer's night fierce argument with my friends Andrea and Wilma, supporting Gaza.

Honored to host Lorenzo Miniero with his amazing solos and riffs.

https://lminiero.bandcamp.com/


LYRICS
While we look for the answers 
for a new nightmare unravelling
it’s incredible how we forgot
all the lessons from the past 
from a broken symmetry 
to hate and vengeance 
since the awakening of time and space 
to the lull of reason, and war, and genocide
we are called to resist for what lies within our reach 
showing thunder and light to an army of slothful ghosts

and the story goes on vacant words
for vacant screens 
from vacant minds
you tell me you want a fight 
you tell me you can’t help anymore
here it is, for both of you after months of challenge
the enemies walk in 
can’t imagine a better offer
at a stance distance their last resort is propaganda
weapons of the age 

and while we wait a new Dunkirk is on the way 
a peace fleet and the tyrant’s cruelty 
so much bravery
upon a peril and treacherous sea 
but bow to them stands the real abyss 
we dwell in the darkest of days 
when the sorrow of the past was a warning
and the signs were there to see 
we didn’t learn maybe 
we’ll never learn
until tomorrow

Broken symmetry

This is dedicated to the memory of all of the sailors disappeared in the "Marina D'Aequa" tragedy.


LYRICS
Thru the shadows of the past
a story arises from the seas
memory of tragedies
a cold tomb, in a remote  gulf

For Biscay seems so far away    
childhood echoes of storms and pain
another world beyond my borders
this horizon, the last sign

...an absence...my father...disappearing....


Our legacy is on the waters
sailors since the days of old
Atlantic ocean under the bow

Mexico will wait for them
Brest gave the ship the last farewell
And the storm is approaching on the course
Waves like blades on their hold doors

"Ship on my portside, please come in"
"this is a may-day call"
"hatch covers 1 and 2 are gone"
"sinking now, help us all"

the captain moved just  towards them
30 seconds...and then......

traces of light are fading out
ocean is making  his  final strike  
a wall of white sea is grasping them 
densely blown foam, the gates of hell


Wave upon wave

During my childhood, i suffered of migraine in several periods..In those time, it happened to fall asleep during the late afternoon, while all of my world was  enjoying life outside, and to wake up the day after, having experienced a strong dream activity , such as lucid dreams, fading back into reality of my little room with soft lights and the sounds of the morning from distance. This instrumental tune tries to depict the sensations of those memories.


Straying Into A Dream

I tried to describe the experience of fear of the world of dreams, of the lost of control on reality, on the drift of conscience, or the desire of fading out.

Before and after dreaming

From moment to moment

A piece dedicated to the Europe's refugee tragedy, written on February, 2016
Voice - Giampiero De Michele 
Mixing and Mastering - Paolo Navarretta

LYRICS

Something stirs in the breeze
it's a promise of a new sky
to relieve a sore body
after years of waiting
many words we've left behind
in these new times of terror
standing on the brink of a battle
in the wake of fire
our hands so cold
people left their shores
away from pain
away from despair
a nation burns 
beyond our sea

Beyond our sea

A silent afternoon.
Additional voices, effects, mixing and mastering by Roberto Visionair
https://soundcloud.com/redrain-2
This is dedicated to the memory of the late Andrea S.

LYRICS

Breaking a struggling battlefield 
i'm  letting  spread  my toughts
the vision of a sky unsealed
restores a childhood mystery , upon my eyes  

The same wind  caressing the stones
from the age of the empire
witnesses of this time
cant' we draw a turning point? 

there is chanche of overturning the game, our way
a threshold between a nightmare and a gold dream..so real      

Enduring all these challenges
chasing peace around the globe
some promises are still lies
and they are waiting in a limbo outside the sky

every action loses its sense
in a used night of conflicts
silence is
the  apnea of cormorants 
between two moments in time

Passing clouds

This is dedicated to the memory of the late Ciro Ascione, a kind friend. I'd like to remember him while surrounded by his natural environment.

LYRICS   

The season of dreams passed by
but here we are with new plans
and the sea is still charming to us
and the light is still warming the day

in this haven of stone
that we share with white guards
on this shore we walk on
with new wrinkles on our hands

Even alone, you moved into winter
feelin' free, the sea was your passion
or along with friends
their coach, their guide, leaving trails on the shore
breath to breath, until the last breaking wave...

Dolphins and seagulls

"What have we learned from the past, if nothing has changed so far?"

Mastered by Roberto "Visionair" (https://soundcloud.com/redrain-2)


LYRICS

and so there's another stream of words today in the air
a silver lining, can't you see, or a new illusion again
every age has its own story
and while you are writing your page
no matter how normal will be tomorrow
it becomes part of the memory
our borders are falling 
the people are dying

the weight is dragging you   
in our digital divide solitude

how can we cope with
all of the conflicts today
where poverty is the only crime
70 years and nothing we have learned

and we sit in our bars waiting
for a new game to be aired
your screens are blindind your senses
while shining in front of your eyes


layers of sand
layers of dust
on the shelves of the time
still no one
really knows
the distance is keeping us safe

so brave your solutions
so wise all your words
hope one day you'll suddenly stand
on the sideline of the wall
and when the blast occurs
terror will spread his grasp

and when the flames will blow out
the enemy will lay low
and you'll believe
it was only a bad dream


travelling while 
spring approaches
plenty of words
in the ritual spaces
contours of the land
moving in the range
quiet and distracted 
our train moves


 and so our shores
are trampled again
while seeds of dandelion
whiten my wagon
citizens
of the new millenium
looking for new hopes
looking for new hopes
looking for new hopes
looking for new hopes


what have learned from the past
if nothing has changed so far

One Minute Perception

In the first half of the eighties, our lives fluctuated between the joy of childhood and the imminent fear of nuclear war catastrophe. Suspended lives. This is a small glimpse of a normal day of rain and the following nightmare of imminent invasion by the Warsaw Pact forces, a terrible dreamlike vision from the road that commemorates the fallen of the great war in my hometown.

Picture by Adriano Gorgoni (https://www.facebook.com/adrianogorgonifotografo/)



LYRICS

A line of trees defending the names    
of the fallen ones, now gravestones on the wall
a horizon as a trench, in a forbidden garden
home for childhood fantasies
We were. Citadel survelling the thyrrenean

The age of war games in our minds
growing up in the seasons of the button
days and nights chasing dreams
night and days chased by mares
closed borders under a tower of creativity
bright empty spaces vibrating at the voices
a matrix of humanity and concrete

Our fathers sailing the seas
persistence of memories
kept by games
from noon 'til night, a living playground
running, and the world was on a new eve
we were learning the laws of life
and  life itself was about to change...forever

Viale delle rimembranze

One people, with no borders

LYRICS

The same riding train
a piece in the daily game
moving towards something yours
but detached and disabled today

So they keep distances
from the others

It's no shame anymore
rage against the last one
is everywhere
dictated by some arsehole

Lessons from history are lost
and the postwar dream is fading
can we face reality
without escaping into a screen?


I have been into this
for a while now
the emotion stands
and the body swells
how can we go further
leaving a testimony for the future
this is the missing step
where everything has fallen

We must rebuild a bridge
We must rebuild communication

Absence of empathy

Sometimes, looking deeply into the natural environment that surrounds us,  leads to find answers to our questions that lie in the shadows.

LYRICS
This alley we ride
seems suspended on the slope
the sea as a mirror
and the swallows all around...

look at the shadows.......
the dark is still far...
but here they are.... 

  
Like the tidal adventure
you look for a perception
or a different deception
being fearless to delusions

the promises of summer
coming thru the  tropopause
in this planet which
the creed we betrayed

now we stroll thru a tempest of light
the present like a broken promise
the future as a pleasant lie
the struggle for a quarter of peace
in these day far from the aftermath

letargy in my word
waterfalls are my thoughts
distracted by visions of movement

and coscience awakes
only in this unchosen waiting
this neverending strain


warm is the wind
stay in the field of expression
choose the layer of yourself
so the course back
will be light as a spring haze


at peace with your inner bane
300 dignified steps  

Fragments of shades
layers on an ashtray
a totem to reunite

the evening that matters
we'll find refuge among the others
but with them no word is spoken

nor within our inner circle


the rumble of the silence
the noise of the toughts
confronting the riddles in the dark

the lies above the ground
the truth under the soil
a dark script from the past to shatter now 

the mistral is rising
the currents are shifting
as any change in our story
the drama of the present


the uphill narrow way
shows you the stage of life 
and what matters in the world all around us
 
in the valley the night
declines towards the sea
this calmness after every storm of words

The way back home

A voyage towards a new solar system. What is waiting for Us?

Solo guitar by Antonio Alvino
https://www.facebook.com/AntonioAlvino
https://soundcloud.com/antonio-alvino-345342593

Mixed and mastered by Roberto "Visionair" Miele
https://www.facebook.com/roberto.miele.7
https://soundcloud.com/redrain-2

Alpha Centauri

Waking up at night onboard a ship, while all the other passengers are crystallized in their sleep, like a sort of spell, in the middle of the Adriatic ..

Additional keyboards, additional vocals, mixed and mastered by Roberto "Visionair" Miele
www.facebook.com/roberto.miele.7
@redrain-2

LYRICS
Darkness and noise
only scattered lights aboard
wind and sleeping souls on this open bridge

thru the corridors, a sense of oppression
and a  dull grave
rumble in the deeps

in my half coscience state
a spell laid  onto them
a ship towards the unknown
with a crew already there

the last one, standing
as a guardian of life

So cold
is this world around us
away, the call of the shores
passing by

The Otranto Sill

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