The night brings comfort
To those who wander every day
Threshold of concrete dreams
The night brings comfort
In the sleep of a seemingly
Dead earth alive for me

And when the darkness comes
My window opens to	
The memories that I can give to its silence
In sacrifice

Sometimes the light comes
Through the dark hood of a starry sky
That does not belong to us
The ideas take shape
Whispering some undefined realities
Ready to be born clear

This is the time for hidden thoughts
To sit on their rightful throne
Until dawn
Until dawn 
Until dawn
Until dawn

To understand what’s right
To understand what’s right
To understand what’s right
To understand what’s right
To understand what’s right

Witching Hour

10- Witching Hour

To be in the right place
To see what’s hidden
Between the seams
The truth is a pavement
The memories, they clash
In car crashes

The days go by indifferent
No nice words to comfort you
They blow out your life like a candle
The days are just reflections

Of my eyes
Of our eyes
Of my eyes

Out here, ten years have passed
More than I can conceive

When you try to lift the carpet
To see what’s underneath it
Doesn’t mean that you will like what
You will see

I woke up with tears in my eyes
Surprised of what I’d seen
Daughters of a loss now distant
That I thought was still asleep

5- Ghosts

That world appears so close to me
I reach out a finger to touch it but

It slips away
through space and time
And the best things that I thought I knew
Are disappearing faster than a breath
They’re getting worse than it could ever be

The stars are shining in despair
With black hearts in them
The guilt is all they’ve ever had
In the nil of the end

Ever closer to the truth
The certainties are burnt
Lives made of pity and excuses
And long goodbyes

It slips away
through space and time
And the best things that I thought I knew
Are disappearing faster than a breath
They’re getting worse than it could ever be

4- Glow At Dusk

The same road that repeats itself
No detours up to the mountains

The fear of being overwhelmed
The hope of a sweet relief
Breathe along the way to be	
Ready to not stop for years
Leaving behind a life that now
Looks so good

Fill your bag with just a few things
The usual ones won’t help you
You don’t need a guide or map
Just your will

The same road that repeats itself
No detours up to the mountains

The fear of being overwhelmed
The hope of a sweet relief

Mountains

3- Mountains

I don’t know when it began
I just know it never ends
A long lasting sense of wrong
The words seem the same
But reality is no longer
Something so real to me

And it’s like living for the first time
But you’re not there
You merely watch yourself from afar
Too far

Living in a lousy dream
That nests in your head for a few years
It’s a worthless fib
I wander in to understand
I’m moved by inertia just to escape
All my vexing regrets

And it’s like living for the first time
But you’re not there
You merely watch yourself from afar
Too far

I find myself
Looking at
A distant time
That slowly passes
That slowly passes
I find myself
Looking at
A distant time
That slowly passes
That slowly passes

What can I tell myself?
How long have I been like this?
How could I get lost here?
What lie can save me from now on?

2- Drifted

Sunburst
On my pale skin
That smells of warmth
Through the glass
Pierce and cut the veil
Of this cold rest

Last December
I was stuck in my hollow
Too deep to see the light
Eroded by time like
A ritual stone
The last December

Maybe I’m not ready to love again
Maybe I’m not focused to aim my will
Maybe I can’t breathe air anymore
Maybe I’m no longer a human being
Maybe I’m no longer a human being
Maybe I’m no longer a human being
A human being
A human being

Last December
I was stuck in my hollow
Too deep to see the light
Eroded by time like
A ritual stone
The last December

1- Solstice

Communications,
They fall apart
There’s no salvation
From the deep, dark waters
Of ignorance

A slow dive
Through beliefs that are
Not right
They bite the conscience
Without mercy

Our chance
To brag about
A massive pile of nothing
Abraded by small talks
I’ve got thorns on my tongue
And my hands are tied
A shadow plays on my eyes

One hell, in which we’ll burn
No chance to soothe the thought
Of being better

Observe the nearby tide
To understand how it moves
Jumping on the waves
Hoping to run away

Separate the stone
From several empty shells
Eating all the sand
To leave only emptiness

Communication
Communication
Communication
Communication

8- Slow Dive

The rust on my hands only numbs my sense of touch
Is not a blessing
The veil that covers my tired ears
Does not go away

I wish I could hear my heartbeat
I wish I could feel my heat
Nothing more than useless feelings
Nothing more than useless chains

Everything I touch
Is bound to slowly crack
Nothing can be saved from
My slow and tragic stand off
The will to not become
A shell is all I have left

Everything I say
Transforms and decomposes
Crippling to “I should
Have expected it”
A kind of brand engraved
On my hated starting line

This is my whole life
This lasts a lifetime
This is my whole life
This lasts a lifetime
This is my whole life
This lasts a lifetime
This is my whole life

7- Rust On Me

We never needed anyone
But they have always been ahead of us
Alone again
We wondered when someone would turn
On the lights in our darkest room

No regrets
Even when we make mistakes ‘cause
They’re on our side
Moving all around
And trudging somehow
But without all the weight on
Our shoulders

With endless wasted nights outside
Until the looming light
Illuminated out bonds

Slow down
To admire what we found
What is pure is
Hidden under the mud
Away from those
Who cannot see it
Away from those
Who are now withered

No regrets
Even when we make mistakes ‘cause
They’re on our side
Moving all around
And trudging somehow
But without all the weight on
Ourselves

We never needed anyone
But they have always been ahead of us

9- Tied Up

Bewitched by the shining gold that came
Out of your horse’s mouth
And I was delighted
Too many wasted days
Too many nights in your precious web
So warm and welcoming

Every step I take reveals your
Hidden tracks
A mark left in my depth, distracts me
And blurs my view

Everything you say
Turns into an arid field in my head
Scattered pity as grains of salt
Bright burning of indifference
My words your prey

It’s nice to see
You floundering
Under the weight of my gaze
I broke free from your hex

I’m done with the daily doses of your truth
Now that I can hear the words
From the one that’s hidden for too long
Behind the darkest shadow that you cast

Every step I take reveals your
Hidden tracks
A mark left in my depth, distracts me
And blurs my view

Everything you say
Turns into an arid field in my head
Scattered pity as grains of salt
Bright burning of indifference
My words your prey

6- Charmer

Low Tide is a four-piece band from Arezzo, Italy.