Cloudless

by April fool's day

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1.
You climbed the five highest peaks, also made a beard of bees, even you asked your grandma to cook her best rice, but you can't get it everyday. You walked backwards four days in a row, and build a giant chocolate igloo to dance morris inside eight hours nonstop. What you looked for? How can you get your next try? Don't tell me it's a mark on the bark a tree ends like a tree. All of those things are occasional sugars compared with your good morning. I'm wondering why, over and over, it's so hard to keep?
2.
We'll forget about every stairs and every morning, tell your mind it s only for a while, just a sip between sleeps. We'll forget about every bell and every evening, I wish I had the key but it's a sofa. So just sit down now, have a nap with me. Whatever restless hungry feelin' you had in your mind, a rollercoaster never ends but it stops. One day, your words will be in sight, take a little round, let it be you. Don't hold it tight... Stupid things can make your day better at the end, no more split hairs today. What makes the healing game run for a while? Say good night with a glance. That restless hungry feelin' you have, your mind playin' again. One day, your words will be in sight, take a little round, let it be you. Don't hold it tight. Release that, sleep tight.
3.
Walt D. 04:19
My finger tips, my toes, my nose… It starts to feel cold. That must be it. I once read it's not the best sign. I'll be there really soon. On the way to the polar ice cap, in quest of escape. And true, it's snowing. It snows, and if it's gonna be alright, if it feels fine, oh dancing teeth... *If it never comes here, to know it. Even if it never comes here, to melt it? Lay to rest, under the snow What if it never comes here? A way to come back there, where do I start? Shoes off, it feels like that. It doesn't seem like a stretch, it must be summer. Maybe you'll follow my footsteps before the thaw. I'll stand still. A seed into the ice, useless, but life could be wrong as well. *If it never comes here, to know it. Even if it never comes here, to melt it? Lay to rest, under the snow What if it never comes here?
4.
They call me John, on and on, why, it's never clear. They discharge all their words, all over me, but I don't know why they call me John. It's a lost cause, and I look at them every time they talk. 'cause I can never explain that I'm not, but they go on and on... But I'm not John... It's a losing battle, they can forget, forget everything, but not you're that human being called John. So here's the acting, you never know where's the end, they never stop. Where's the end? With my real name at all.
5.
Far from staying still, being frozen stiff, inside this waiting room, it's time to stop pretending. …But i do, when I look at the display. An ant climbed my leg and yet it doesn't move, is it waiting? But in front of me a man who's plannin' to leave. Two seats on my right someone's thinkin' which nail comes next and talks to himself, it is 'lost and found', this waiting at last! We met us inside this room. What's out there? What if we don't recognize each other? And someone who arrives late to the only turn, asks, what's next?
6.
Are they astronauts? Were they shelter by dense clouds? Were they suspended by wires? Just like fake spacewalkers. If they are the good ones, why are they falling? Look through any window, you will see them falling, cloudless night. They don't have a break on the ground, they fade away. They ain't astronauts, they ain't stars, meteorites, neither. If they're the good ones, why are they here? Some bear in mind. If they're our best way to figure out, any single issue Why are they here? Something goes wrong, right up there, empty scope, fake skywalkers. They ain't astronauts, they ain't stars, meteorites, neither. Were they shelter by dense clouds? Were they suspended by wires? Just like fake spacewalkers. If they are the good ones, why are they falling? Are they our bears in mind? Are they our grandparents? Dressed with spacesuits? Can that be true? Why are they here? Something goes wrong, right up there, Empty scope, fake skywalkers. Books and stories being alone, look at them sinkin', look at their goodbyes, some cloudless mind, they're falling. We were both just one too many nights, look at them sinkin', look at their goodbyes, some cloudless mind, they're falling.
7.
I love the sun And the hi-lights in your hair They turn me on And if you wanna go Just go we'll run away 'Cause I don't mind Any day will be fine Anyway will be fine Still some distance to run We keep movin' on You say it's wrong But it feels so right to me You know it's true And all these things Are just a state of mind You know it's true Any day will be fine Anyway will be fine Still some distance to run We keep movin' on Any day will be fine Anyway will be fine Still some distance to run We keep movin' on

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released November 19, 2013

Grabado y producido por April fool's day durante el verano de 2013 en los estudios Can Felicià&Cristina de Riudoms excepto Walt D. que fue grabada el invierno del mismo año y Fake Skywalkers cuya base instrumental se grabó en directo el otoño de 2011 en Moodfactory de Barcelona.

Masterizado por Pedro Oliver Felipo en Tabah Mastering de Zaragoza.

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Depósito legal: B-25164-2013

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