SPEED OF THE SOUND OF LONELINESS - Chris Horses
Written by John Prine
From the album "German Afternoon" (1986 - Oh Boy Records)
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Lyrics:

You come home late and you come home early
You come on big when you're feeling small
You come home straight and you come home curly
Sometimes you don't come home at all

So what in the world's come over you?
And what in Heaven's name have you done?
You've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
You're out there running just to be on the run

Well, I got a heart that burns with a fever
And I got a worried and a jealous mind
How can a love that'll last forever
Get left so far behind

What in the world's come over you?
And what in Heaven's name have you done?
You've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
You're out there running just to be on the run

It's a mighty mean and a dreadful sorrow
It's crossed the evil line today
Well, how can you ask about tomorrow
We ain't got one word to say

So what in the world's come over you?
And what in Heaven's name have you done?
You've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
You're out there running just to be on the run
You're out there running just to be on the run
You're out there running just to be on the run

Chris Horses - vocals, acoustic and electric guitars
Alessio "Ezzy" Ervas - pedal steel guitar
Andrea Vanacore - bass

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Love ya', John.

Speed Of The Sound Of Loneliness - Chris Horses

THRASHER - Chris Horses
Written by Neil Young
From the album "Rust Never Sleeps" (1979 - Reprise Records)
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Lyrics:

They were hiding behind hay bales
They were planting in the full moon
They had given all they had for something new
But the light of day was on them
They could see the thrashers coming
And the water shone like diamonds in the dew

And I was just getting up, hit the road before it's light
Trying to catch an hour on the sun
When I saw those thrashers rolling by
Looking more than two lanes wide
I was feelin' like my day had just begun

Where the eagle glides, descending
There's an ancient river bending
Through the timeless gorge of changes
Where sleeplessness awaits
I searched out my companions
Who were lost in crystal canyons
When the aimless blade of science
Slashed the pearly gates

It was then that I knew I'd had enough
Burned my credit card for fuel
Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand
With a one way ticket to the land of truth
And my suitcase in my hand
How I lost my friends, I still don't understand

They had the best selection
They were poisoned with protection
There was nothing that they needed
Nothing left to find
They were lost in rock formations
Or became park bench mutations
On the sidewalks and in the stations
They were waiting, waiting

So I got bored and left them there
They were just dead weight to me
Better down the road without that load
Brings back the time when I was eight or nine
I was watchin' my mama's TV
It was that great Grand Canyon rescue episode

Where the vulture glides, descending
On an asphalt highway bending
Through libraries and museums, galaxies and stars
Down the windy halls of friendship
To the rose clipped by the bullwhip
The motel of lost companions
Waits with heated pool and bar

But me I'm not stopping there
Got my own row left to hoe
Just another line in the field of time
When the thrasher comes, I'll be stuck in the sun
Like the dinosaurs in shrines
But I'll know the time has come
To give what's mine

Chris Horses - vocals, acoustic guitar and dobro
Spider The Akronaut - mix and master

Photo by Diego Cominato

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"Rock'n'Roll is here to stay."

Thrasher - Chris Horses

INTO THE MYSTIC - Chris Horses
Written by Van Morrison
From the album "Moondance" (1970 - Warner Bros. Records)
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Lyrics:

We were born before the wind
Also, younger than the sun
'Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic

Hark now, hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic

Yeah, when that fog horn blows
I will be coming home
Yeah, when that fog horn blows
I wanna hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float
Into the mystic

When that fog horn blows
You know I will be coming home
Yeah, when that fog horn whistle blows
I gotta hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float
Into the mystic

Chris Horses - vocals, acoustic and electric guitars
Giorgio Gazziero - bass
Marco "Merk" Ferrari - drums, mix and master

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