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A Sound Truce
04:32
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As you’re feeding up weighty fears
And the aged ones they still insist
Break a leg, good luck!
Settle your accounts with all you’ve been through
It’s the time for you to call a sound truce
Yield! And slacken off
Ain’t it fun that the more you prove
The less are taken into account the good deeds
You gave out, handed out
Lift your bridges up, keeping clear
As you’re dealing with your messed-up whirl
Knock on wood, good luck!
Come to terms with what you’re going through
It’s the time for you to call a sound truce
Yield! And slacken off
Ain’t it fun that the more you prove
The less are taken into account the good deeds
You gave out, handed out
And when this happens more than it should
Leave the past behind all the good deeds
You gave out, handed out
I won’t forgive the wrong done
Yet I will forget
As I’m losing interest
Ain’t it fun that the more you prove
The less are taken into account the good deeds
You gave out, handed out
And when this happens more than it should
Leave the past behind all the good deeds
You gave out, handed out
Ain’t it fun that the more you prove
The less are taken into account the good deeds
You gave out, handed out
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2. |
Busy in a Deep Sleep
03:15
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Gettin’ back home, at the threshold
I linger as a smile blows
I’m thinkin’ of you
Walk the corridor, peel through the open door
You’re busy in a deep sleep
I’m staring at you
I’ve been too late, but if you’d get mad
I couldn’t do otherwise
You’ve been waiting here for too long
Countin’ down while broken up
‘Cause if he comes back, the nit is for good
Repair to my room, doomed to failure
I’ll write another new song
I’ll sing it for you
Working out blues, you’re there: I got used
But if I cherish new dawns
I’ll owe it to you
I’ll owe it to you
I’ll owe it to you
I’ll owe it to you
I’ll owe it to you
I’ll owe it to you
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3. |
Looming Blankets
03:33
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In my room with my ghosts
I’m afraid, I can’t talk
My blood is flowing fast and my head fails
In the cold of this place
I’m alone and afraid
Beneath the looming blankets
Beneath this looming blanket
Over my head, again, my head, again
Beneath this looming blanket
Over my head
Toss and turn, I’m disturbed
Soothing rest won’t return
As the walls brick over and my breath will slow down
I get close to myself: You will get by
My heart speeds upt its pace and my chest shakes
Stifling room, Let me go
Heavily strained, I cannot walk
My head spins burdened down
Beneath the looming blankets
Beneath this looming blanket
Over my head, again, my head, again
Beneath the looming blankets
Beneath this looming blanket
Over my head, again, my head, again
Beneath the looming blanket
Over my head
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4. |
Quick Sink into Doldrums
04:46
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I’d depart, I would pass away with my failure
Fizzle out, peter out, along with my claims
I turn to stone when I ponder on the passing away
Yet my mind’s swallowed up, like a vile brain magnet
Step back and walk away, remove all your cravenness
You’ll step on that train when the day ends
We’ve all paid that ticket
I’d expire, I’d collapse in a day like today
In the blink of an eye, in a flash, a short while
If I imasgine myself then I quick sink into doldrums
Though it’s written in blood still I cannot avow it
Step back and walk away, remove all your cravenness
You’ll step on that train when the day ends
We’ve all paid that ticket
Keep back and drift away from all of your cravenness
You’ll step on that train when the day ends
No need to get cheerless
The ghost of that last breath
Refuses to lay back
I’d check out, I’d peg out, along with my failure
Anything would be groundless, like a dream with no wind up
In the blink of an eye, in a flash, in a short while
In the blink of an eye, in a flash, in a short while
In the blink of an eye, in a flash, in a short while
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5. |
Through the Snag
04:25
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Right when the dark comes bring stones and mattock
Right when the night comes I’m resolute
And when the paths part I’ll pick the right one
And when that time comes there’s no throwback
Here comes the dizzy spell
And the body starts to tremble and faint
And when the night comes I’m overthinking
Right when the night comes I’m bold and firm
Yet when the paths part I’ll pick the wrong one
And when the die is cast there’s no throwback
Here comes another blackout
And my weary hands start shakin’, shakin’
My head is in thin air
And my body starts to tremble and faint
The shape is crackin’ up
And alla round is worn off, hold on ‘cause soon is up
The brain is torn part
Try and make it through that new snag, hold on ‘cause soon is up
Well when my paths part, I’ll pick the right one
And when the die is cast there’s no throwback
Right when the night comes I’ll write stone pages
‘Cause when the night comes I’m bold and firm
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6. |
Not Even Time
04:10
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Going through as my patience reels under the blows of useless grudge
Not in the mood for these murderous conversations with no way out
Another friend crossing the threshold
I can hardly say why
While our habits change, and priorities become different in long term
All you needed was just an excuse to make it heavier, the whole shebang
As the distance become longer
Going beyond is getting hard
When good friends don’t meet halfway
Who can really say why
Not even time
Will sew up these snags, certain torn snags
Not even time
Will stop this landslide, this furious landslide
Sure I changed but you also changed in ways that’ll never let me back
All the pains weighin’ down my grump
As my soul’s looking for some calm
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7. |
A Tumble in a Bad Dream
04:10
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You were fine but your head hit the ground
Gaping eyes next sudden fright
Bear with me a second or more time
I’ll be standin’ in a little while, a little while
Be aware of the backing from the loving ones
As the ground beneath your feet shakes down
And anyone is searching for support
You’ll be next to those who care a lot
Hence that fall won’t ever tear you down
Any colour, every single sound
Blurry shapes as I taste the tart
Bear with me a second or longer
I will rise, don’t be alarmed
I’ll be standin’ in a little while
I will rise, then don’t be alarmed, be alarmed
Be aware of the backing from the loving ones
As the ground beneath your feet shakes down
And anyone is searching for support
You’ll be next to those who care a lot
You’ll be standin’ in a little while
You will rise, so Dad don’t be alarmed
You’ll be next to those you love a lot
Hence that fall won’t ever tear you down
Bear with me a second or more time
I’ll be standing in a little while
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8. |
Down in the Dumps Again
05:28
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So what happens when it all weighs down on my chest?
Will you see whast happens when it all mounts up on my breast?
Just keep hardly breathing, while your head can’t stop spinning
And you’re down in the dumps again
So what happens when it all weighs down on my chest?
You’re afraid of peggin’ out
Even though you’re doin’ fine
All my sorrow, my resentment
All my pains and my deepest frights
My discomfort, all my black days
They all blend into a poisonous draught
Here’s what happened when I locked the doors to the events
Couldn’t see what happened as I was entirely focused on myself
I kept hardly breathin’, yet my head kept on spinning
I was down in the dumps again
So what happens when it all weighs down on my chest?
You’re afraid to bite the dust
Even though everything is fine
All my sorrow, my resentment
All my pains and my deepest frights
My discomfort, all my black days
They all blend into a poisonous draught
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9. |
May 18th
02:51
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While I was at the table of the same plain coffee shop
With the voices of the pupils, I was easyin' off in the sun
When I saw your face and the news wherever you look
Then I won't fake distance 'cause I just want to recall
And mourn the loss
Too many places that I relate to your songs
Too many phases with you that I've overcome
Then I set foot in the classrooms, for work I was not in the mood
So I asked for some attention, and explained why I felt darn confused
Then I showed your face and the news I shared with sorrow
Then I won't pretend to be strong, I just wanna sob and mourn the loss
Too many places that I relate to your songs
Too many phases with you that I've overcome
Tomorrow begat tomorrow But black is the sun
Your Sun
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10. |
Dreary Burdens
04:27
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Stifling hands over my shoulders
Hold on tight and try to knock me down
They crave to turn me duff
You tear me down but I won0t lose heart
You hinder on but I won’t undergo
Anyone else’s will
Deep in thought but well-disposed by now
I see a new light shine on the angle
Yet I still care if people come or go
I came to term with my past failures
I’m eager now to learn from next downfalls
No doubts, they’re croping up
I’ve been for long around big hollows
I looked inside and didn’t join that void
No need to tighten up
Deep in thought but well-disposed by now
I see a new light shine on the angle
Yet I still care if people come or go
I’ve shaken all the dreary burdens off
Freed myself from distant voices
Yet I still care if people come or go
It’s not my call, I’ll just be stayin’ here for long
From next downfalls I’ll be learnin even more and more
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11. |
Clocking Up the Miles
04:42
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Troubled faces, restless glance to the clocks
The wait is long and you are tired
This dare is yours even if you’re backed up
Anyone is left out
In the daylight, as I’m clockin’ up the miles
As I’m sure that everything will be alright
I see the sun rise, from the cabin of my car
And repeat that anything will be alright
Here they come, it’s your turn for the trial
It’s your name they called out
You walk proud, within firmness with doubts
At the end the time is now
In the daylight, as I’m clockin’ up the miles
As I’m sure that everything will be alright
I see the sun rise, from the cabin of my car
And repeat that anything will be alright
Recollect all the efforts so far
Will they ever be paid back
As you try to do what you’ve been asked
Will it ever be enough?
In the daylight, as I’m clockin’ up the miles
As I’m sure that everything will be alright
I see the sun rise, from the cabin of my car
And repeat that anything will be alright
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12. |
Hurt My Folks
03:51
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When a son hurts his folks and He didn’t mean to do that at all
All the poisonous words stick their roots into deepest womb
Soon what revolves around
Soon fades to worthless crap
Wish you could turn back the time
See, the die is cast
No matter how hard you try
Scars, they turn to wounds
Pledge to yourself, You’ll cut the roots
When a son hurts his folks
Sorrow marks even hardest crusts
All those poisonous words stick their claw into ailing wombs
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13. |
Backward Steps
03:12
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On unswept shelves,
I’m piling up textbooks from the box
With my car trunk, as time went on,
I moved from home to home
Back on my own bed
I’m sitting on my chair
I won’t feel for my adoptive town
Out with my old friends
The match with my old man
As my mum busily runs the house
She runs the house, warm and sound
As I drift back into old ways
my place tastes like calm path
I smell my guitars, stare atm y stuff
It feels like time has stopped
Back on my own bed
I’m sitting on my chair
I won’t feel for my adoptive town
Out with my old friends
The match with my old man
As my mum busily runs the house
She runs the house, mu lovely house
She runs the house, warm and sound
Spread out on my own bed, in my hometown
I’m getting back on track
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GIOBBE Naples, Italy
I am a songwriter from southern Italy. During the last year and a half I have been working on my third solo album. It's called "GENTLE DWELLINGS" due to be released in Fall 2023, issued and co-produced with the indie label "Sound Inside Records".
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