Cover di The Missing Piece

The Missing Piece
Album - 20 agosto 1977 - Debaser id 159361

di Gentle Giant

Two weeks in Spain makes the year disappear easy
Two weeks in Spain, you forget, bored and yet weary
We're back again, drink the wine, weather's fine, only
Two weeks in Spain's not enough

Never think where you're going
Paradise a while knowing
Everything that you're doing
It's a carnival

Two weeks in Spain makes the year disappear easy
Two weeks in Spain, you forget, bored and yet weary
We're back again, drink the wine, weather's fine, only
Two weeks in Spain's not enough

Let it go so remember
Counting sheep in September
Let 'em know you're the master
It's a roundabout

Never think where you're going
Paradise a while knowing
Everything that you're doing
It's a carnival

Two weeks in Spain makes the year disappear easy
Two weeks in Spain, you forget, bored and yet weary
We're back again, drink the wine, weather's fine, only
Two weeks in Spain's not enough
Two weeks in Spain
Il tuo voto:
I betcha thought we couldn't do it. And if you did we wouldn't try
I betcha thought we couldn't do it. But if we didn't we would die

We built our house stone by stone. Little help, we were on our own
Made the town, torn it down. Now you know, tell me how it feels

I betcha thought we couldn't do it. And if you did we wouldn't try
I betcha thought we couldn't do it. But if we didn't we would die

We've been waiting such a long long time. To fit the pattern, fill the rhyme
Now we can't stick in our old ways. Now it's out we'll see how you feel

I betcha thought we couldn't do it. And if you did we wouldn't try
I betcha thought we couldn't do it. But if we didn't we would die
Il tuo voto:
Once he could smile maybe happy
Fighting for his future and his destinations
There were his friends he'd rely on
Everyone had nothing but their aspirations
Soon dreaming found realization
Winning was his target with deliberation

Now he has everything, tell me why
No one knows him, the veils shut out cutting the tie

So now he's made his own island
Not familiar even to his understanding
Thoughts turning sour, did he want it?
Something reassuring in his time and planning
What did he miss, needing nothing?
Seeing that it was the fighting and not the winning

No returning, no looking back, on with his way
Rising winner but falling man, gaining the day
Il tuo voto:
Running away, I'll leave you my address, don't want you to reply to anybody
Forward my mail to the next place. I'll be responsible for nobody

Given my best to the people I knew. I'll always maintain my situation
And through it all, no one told me that I was doing it for nobody

Tried to forget everything that we did
And thinking we did it all together
How it went wrong, can't remember
It doesn't matter much for nobody

Nobody tells, everyone understands
It's anybody for nobody
Anyone for everybody
I'll be responsible for nobody

Taking my leave leaving many regrets
I'll go without meeting understanding
Maybe one day realizing
That everybody is for nobody
Il tuo voto:
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