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Boh.. sara’ il periodo.. sara’ che questo ragazzo c’ha una voce cosi’ delicata e cosi’ dolce… e cosi’ “forte” che ti prende dentro.. sara’ che le canzoni sono stupende.. com’e’.. come non e’… questo album gira fisso nel mio stereo da mesi Damien Rice - O

cannonball

there’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth

there’s still a little bit of you laced with my doubt

it’s still a little hard to say what’s going on

there’s still a little bit of your ghost your witness

there’s still a little bit of your face i haven’t kissed

you step a little closer each day

that i can’t say what’s going on

stones taught me to fly

love taught me to lie

life, it taught me to die

so it’s not hard to fall

when you float like a cannonball

there’s still a little bit of your song in my ear

there’s still a little bit of your words i long to hear

you step a little closer to me

so close that i can’t see what’s going on

stones taught me to fly

love, it taught me to lie

life taught me to die

so it’s not hard to fall

when you float like a cannon..

stones taught me to fly

love taught me to cry

so come on courage

teach me to be shy

’cause it’s not hard to fall

and i don’t wanna scare her

it’s not hard to fall

and i don’t wanna lose

it’s not hard to grow

when you know that you just don’t know

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