Registrazione auto prodotta.
Giovanni Favetta-chitarra
Alessandro Bartolena-basso/voce
Federico Dotta-batteria
Testo del brano
No signal down here, the path keeps changing,
maybe immersed in a memory, I cover myself.
it's cold, but you're about to bloom, will you resist. how to long?
Wide eyes, to the sight of a small animal
lost into the abyss, lighted by a rising sun.
In the light that warms me creeps a dense atmosphere,
Here no hour, no time, the path keeps changing, what will become of you?
Wide eyes, to the sight of a small animal
lost into the abyss, lighted by a rising sun.
In the light that warms me creeps a dense atmosphere,
I'm in the border, in the way.
