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Slipping Away
03:31
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I started working with the boys at the mill
I was just a kid you know but school was no good place for me
When I was fifteen
People of my kind they don’t get to climb too high
A few beers with the guys and a girl to call mine
Nothing more to life
Now I’m thirty-one got a wife and a son
No destination to get to and nothing to stay for
Keep your head down be a rat in this race
While all that seemed to matter is just slipping away
I lost my job when they closed the plant
Half the town went out looking for something in the west
I was with the rest
And it struck me as kind of funny how hard it is to get
This chance to make them rich while breaking your back
Till you’re stone dead
Tonight I’m driving to the plant
Shotgun in the backseat, blood pumping hard in my head
May God have mercy of this man…
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2. |
Down the Line
03:10
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She eats her dinner in the car
Driving back from work on her long way home
Her daughters in the backseat
Humming along a radio song
Today or tomorrow they all seem the same
She put her kids to bed, lit a cigarette
And keep moving on down the line
There never seem to be enough time
Nothing’s ever good enough to make everything alright
She hides her loneliness in a tired smile
Stares out the window and turn off the light
Is there a destination
Waiting somewhere around the bend
Where she will stop paying for the wrong turns that she made
Somewhere not too far down the line
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3. |
History Repeating
03:52
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Take a look around, it’s happening all over now
There’s a foul wind blowing through the streets of every town
We stood there silent thinking it won’t get too far
Now the high tide has risen to the windows of the House
White crosses in a line, gravestones on the hills
People fought and resisted for our chance to be free
How fast we forget and turn our back to the past
There’s a story to be told buried with their bones
It’s history repeating lesson after lesson
But the students are all sleeping, fascism rules the classroom
It’s history repeating burning in the ghettos
Sirens keep on screaming but no one seems to listen
It’s right there at your door, it can’t be ignored no more
How low we need to go before it gets too late
For our voice to be heard
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4. |
Somehow I Know
03:52
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In the backyard smoking cigarettes
Your distant eyes betray the thought
It’s been there in your mind for so long
It made you feel weary and lost
You smell the evening breeze and look
Back in the kitchen where I’m sitting
Tonight some truth has dawned
It doesn’t need to be told
Cause somehow I know
Your black shoes there by the door
As if they wait for you to return
They just don’t know you’re back in a whirl
Spinning round while trying to move on
You look for beginnings after each end
You fall for the touch of a stranger’s hand
These battles you silently fought
They don’t need to be told
Cause somehow I know
Ashes and sparks
Caresses and marks
Songs that you shout
And you whisper in the dark
Treasure all these times
The tears and the wine
You’ll look back someday
And see it was worth all the while
Future is yours to unfold
And you’ll be fine somehow I know
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5. |
What's Left to Do
03:35
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What can I say, what’s left to do
Doors have been slammed
tears have rolled
We know the scene well
and we played it through
But I don’t know how the story goes
Do you?
I hope in time the laughters
will be louder than the shouts
May your mind and soul have mercy,
keep memory of my good side
We tried and tried
till trying didn’t mean a thing
But don’t you lose your heart
don’t you lose your will
Now that rage subsides
Into the emptiness inside
Now that we’re alone
To face the rest of time
This is all that I can do
I really thought
that I was going to change
I really thought we had it
whatever it meant
But life keep singing back to me an old refrain
And I know that there’s no one else
that I can blame
And as we watch the grains
Falling through the hour glass
Till there’ll be enough at the bottom
To bury deep down our sorrow
This is all that I can do
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6. |
Migrant Bird
02:47
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Here you’re standing at my door
Wearing nothing but your coat
You say we’re not young but not too old
To be wild and out of control
At night we cling together
In the day we fall apart
And when the pain gets the better of us
We go right back to the start
Our love is fleeting as a feather
On the wing of a migrant bird
And soon the changing of the weather
Will take it away from us
We walk in here with a knife
And walk away with some scars
What we’re playing is a losing game
We are gamblers with just one heart
So I wonder, many years from now
Will you recall these crazy days
Will you remember who we were
With that crooked smile on your face
We pay the full price my friend
For being free
This life don’t go easy on people
Like you and me
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7. |
The Only Name
04:00
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We breathed desire from each other’s chest
As you were slipping out of your dress
We kissed and turned this floor into our bed
Next day we cooked, turned the kitchen into a mess
One night we came home really late
And you said you wanted to hear me play
I sang my songs and tears rolled from your eyes
Then I heard you say “do it one more time”
Though you don’t see it now
Though your pride will never bow
The only word we never said
Is the only name this thing has ever had
Was that your voice over the phone?
Cause it never sounded so cold
It used to be a warm whisper in my ear
When I was holding you near
And there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do
To hear your laughter ring out as it used to do
Echo through these empty walls
And turn them, turn them back into a home
Though you don’t see it now
Though your heart will never vow
The only word we never said
Is the only name this thing has ever had
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8. |
Inisheer
02:01
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9. |
Not Worth It
03:24
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That line you drew to feel righteous and good
Can you remember when it started to blur
You walk the big halls, had a taste of the best
Now you just won’t settle for anything less
But I know and I want you to know
I see through your mask
It’s a circus trick that make you stand so tall
You pulled it so well you forgot you are small
It thrills you so much to move a pawn or two
But soon you’ll realize the game got bigger than you
I know and I want you to know
I see through it all
Check in your house, search all the rooms
See if there’s someone you don’t want to lose
Someone who won’t bite in your flesh
As soon as you turn your back
You’ve been blind to all signs, deaf to all calls
And now you just reap what you sow
Keep your mouth running, it’s your medicine show
You won’t see the truth until it’s going to hit you
I’ll watch and I’ll laugh as you roll to your end
Cause I will be around when you’ll rot in the ground
I know, and there you will know
It just was not worth it
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10. |
Why
03:20
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I don’t know why
I keep wandering through town after dark
When all friends are gone
and you just can’t drink no more
I don’t know why I like rain
to get me soaked to the bone
While she’s laying in bed
waiting to keep me warm
I just don’t know
I don’t know why
I keep going to some place in my mind
But I know for sure that there’s no one
I’d take for the ride
I don’t know why I said
all those things last night
Got mad for a minute, regret it for life
I just don’t know why
And I just keep chasing one more song
Trying to get closer to what I don’t know
I do understand that it doesn’t make much sense
But you got to keep going
Ain’t that all that we do?
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11. |
All I Really Know
02:53
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Here we go again my dearest friend
Tables keep on turning and nothing ever changes
Despite all the grey here in my beard
I really have to say I still have no idea
Can you find a victory that don’t taste like blood
A word or a meaning true for us all
It’s a mistery to me how we are born as one
And like branches on a tree we keep growing apart
Ain’t no way of knowing where the river ends
And as it keeps on flowing time slips from my hands
I won’t get a second chance, my place in heaven or hell
All I really know is I got to make it worth
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12. |
Out of Here
03:40
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I’m out of here and anywhere
I have closed the door
With a million turns of the lock
My blood don’t boil in a fight
Chills don’t run down my spine
Everything lays so still
On this new road of mine
And the tickets for the trains that are gone
Stacked in a drawer that I will not open
Anymore
I’ve been given love
And I tried to give back some
But I’m not hanging
From those scales anymore
I feel I’ve run along the edges
Hit the boundaries of the frame
Like a blind man recognizes
Traits of a familiar face
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Enrico Cipollini Ferrara, Italy
Guitarist, dobroist, singer-songwriter.
My music is mainly rooted in folk blues and country.
complete bio on
enricocipollini.com
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