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02/10/11

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: HOME/LISA HANNIGAN





Home, so far from home
So far to go
And we've only just begun
And home, every lie we told
Is written in stone
Every lie we wrote on our bones

And hold on, there's nothing to pack
We know we're not coming back

Every promise that we broke
Is sewn to our clothes
Now we are pinned to the wind I suppose
Every falling flake of snow has to give in
But we spin and we spin and we spin

Hold on, there's nothing to pack
Lay your heart out, we're not coming back

Hold on, there's nothing to pack
Lay your heart out, we're not coming back
We're not coming back

ALBUM: PASSENGER (2011)

18/07/11

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: DIVE IN/THE HORRORS





She laid her thoughts out on the table
With sorrow difficult and bright
She had decided to sever her ties
As the horizon burned, she turned

The wind combed through her hair like high notes
Tinkling furrows across the sky
There would be tears, flowers, long shadows
She could see it now
The jets would dive

Away, away you go
Before they push you under
Away, away you go
Before they pull you in

She held herself up at the high point
A joining of decision and dismay
And clay was forming over her feet
As the horizon blurred
She turned and always knew

Away, away you go
Before they push you under
Away, you let it go
Before it pulls you in

Cold into the current there she goes
Cold into the current there she goes
Cold into the current there she goes
Cold into the current there she goes
The way it is, the way it goes,
The way it gets you down, you know
The way it is, the way it goes
The way it gets you down

Away, away you go
Before they push you under, you know
Away, away you go
Before it pulls you in
Away, you let it go
Before they push you under, you know
Away, you let it go
Before it pulls you in

ALBUM: SKYING (2011)

06/06/11

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: CHILD OF THE JAGO/KAISER CHIEFS





This is your nightmare calling
It's the downside of life in the city
Trouble will always find you
That's the problem of life in the city
It's always a pity
That someone goes under

I'll show you the worse side of life
That you thought was forgotten forever
It's not that it's evil there
But it's always lurking around
Like a child of the Jago
A child of the Jago

The city's a cemetary
Everywhere that you dig is another
Open it up beneath you
And the bad things are pulling you under
And once you go under
You're gone and forgotten

Some of the symmetry
Between the rooftop pools in the sewer
It's easy to disappear
When you know that nobody would miss you
Like a child of the Jago
A child of the Jago

Theres always been weary souls
That look like they're straight out of fiction
Wretched and weather-beaten
With the wind blowing rain in their faces
It always disgraces
In most modern places

There's always a worse kind of place
Where it will shock even the sick and the twisted
Pocket is there for the picking
And the clothes are for living on church day
The difference is minor
To a child of the Jago

The future is medieval
The future is medieval
The future is medieval
The future is medieval

The future is medieval
The future is medieval
The future is medieval
The future is medieval

ALBUM: THE FUTURE IS MEDIEVAL (2011)

16/05/11

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: A CHORE/TOM VECK





In a flick of the wrist you will not find
The sharp blade that is your mind
And you're the one who's wearing, the end is nigh
Your heart it speeds through the best of times
And we're breaking it now
And you don't really wanna know

You have believed one time
And now you want more
Of what you perceive as life
Is no more than a chore

Never a safe for a right place for ever getting old
We need some room for the wings that we have grown
You're not really listening to me
You're not really listening to me
You're not really listening to me
You're not really listening

You have believed one time
And now you want more
Of what you perceive as life
Is no more than a chore

You don't have what you won't have
You don't have what you don't need
You don't have what you won't have
You don't need
You don't need
Need

You have believed one time
And now you want more
Of what you perceive as life
Is no more than a chore
A chore
A chore

ALBUM: LEISURE SEIZURE (2011)

08/05/11

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: HANGING FROM A HIT/OKKERVIL RIVER





What this night wants is what it gets
Strung in silken knots
Lit by cigarettes
Flaring side by side with the streets all wet
As the only thing that's bright
And I don't need to cross that bridge
I find I'm swinging or sailing
Over the pit tonight
I'm hanging from a hit tonight
Was wild enough to order up
And toss across my lips

What's making all my tears
Is taking all my fears away
But I don't need to cry
'Cause now I'm clear

A moth that's swerving through the sage
A creature crashing from a cage
A shadow vaporized by a new sun ray
A day she spends the night
And I can hear her sighing
As she's almost asleep on one side
I lie back on my pillow and ask what her husband is like

And she says
I smile polite
And I tip and tithe
And I see the sights
With a well-trained eye
But I come and cry
'Cause I'm too much mine without him

And I lie, reclined
Where the room is quiet
And it's quiet at night
The soft silk is fine
And the waves are white
But the wind has died without him
And I scream my smiles
And I want my wires
And I need my stripes
And I read the lines
Until I lid my eyes,
And I'm losing time without him.
And I ignite inside
And I flash with fire
And I limp from life
And I'm blazing blind
And I'm surging live
And give up my mind
When with him

And then every dream inside turns to flames
Fades to grey and is dying
And the smoke rises into a white, blank, bare, broke-open sky

ALBUM: I AM VERY FAR (2011)

30/05/10

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: MONTH OF MAY/ARCADE FIRE





One, two, three, four

Gonna make a record in the month of may
In the month of may, in the month of may
Gonna make a record in the month of may
When the violent wind blows the wires away

Month of May it's a violent thing
In the city their hearts start to sing
Well some people singing sounds like screaming
Used to doubt it but now I believe it

Month of may everybody sing love
In the city watch it from above
And just when I knew what I wanted to say
The violent wind blew the wires away

We were shocked in the suburbs

Now the kids are all standing with their arms folded tight
The kids are all standing with their arms folded tight
Now some things are pure and some things are right
But the kids are still standing with their arms folded tight
I said some things are pure and some things are right
But the kids kids are still with their arms folded tight

So young, so young
So much pain for someone so young well
I know it's heavy, I know it ain't light
But how you gonna lift it with your arms folded tight?

Go wasted, go wasted in the belly of the town
That's why I'm still driving around
And around and around and around and around...

2009, 2010
Wanna make a record how I felt then
When I stood outside in the month of may
And watched the violent wind blow the wires away

If I died in the month of may
Let the wind take my body away then
Wish I may
I wish I might
Make me down there with my arms folded tight

Start again in the month of may
Start again in the month of may
Come on and blow the wires away
Come on and blow the wires away

ALBUM: THE SUBURBS/MONTH OF MAY (12 Single) (2010)

23/04/10

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: MIND OVER MONEY/TURIN BRAKES



Mind over money bent over backwards
Light up my life like a very last cigarette
Time after time dear
We will just lie here
Staring at ceilings it doesnt really matter where we are

Wearing a smile like it's going out of style
Look at your self
There's nothing in there
Just put points on a grave stone
Can you see yourself sinking
Staring at ceilings it doesnt really matter where you are

That's alright I warned myself
Keep blood on the inside and nowhere else
Up on a shelf that's where I need to be

I need to get something
I can't sleep forever
Internal combustion can that really happen?
I take it back
Whatever I did
I didn't mean it
I was only joking

But what does this matter in the grand scheming sky
All that I multiply adds up to nothing

That's alright I warned myself
Keep blood on the inside and nowhere else
Up on a shelf that's where I need to be

ALBUM: THE OPTIMIST LP (2001)

14/10/09

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: NO SOUND BUT THE WIND/EDITORS





We can never go home
We no longer have one
I'll help you carry the load
I'll carry you in my arms
The kiss of the snow
The cranes that move above us
Our blood is cold
We're alone
But I'm alone with you

Help me to carry the fire
We will keep it alight together
Help me to carry the fire
It will light the way forever

If I say shut your eyes
If I say look away
Bury your face in my shoulder
Think of a birthday
The things you put in your head
They won't stay there forever
Our blood is cold
We're alone, love
But I'm alone with you

Help me to carry the fire
We will keep it alight together
Help me to carry the fire
It will light the way forever
Help me to carry the fire
We will keep it alight together
Now help me to carry the fire
It will light up the way forever

If I say shut your eyes
If I say shut your eyes
There will mean surprise
When I say shut your eyes

Help me to carry the fire
We will keep it alight together
Help me carry the fire
It will light the way forever

ALBUM: THE TWILIGHT SAGA: NEW MOON (Soundtrack) (2009)