The play is slow, the door is closed,
The time flies, the faith declines.
The town's on fire, the paper lies,
The sun has gone saying no goodbye.
The fate is late and dressed in rags,
The moon is hiding and there's no way back.
...Alessio's riff...
The blind, the dime.
The night, the crime.
The fight, the lie.
The right, the pride.
The fate is like a long red wire,
They say, one day, if you'll be kind,
You'll find the way to make the grade.
But I ain't got time to play their game.
...Alessio's riff
Rain down, while darkness hugs
My brain, my heart, my eyes, my mind.
The way I float on flooded road,
Stepping on muddy hopes,
That way throws a crooked shade
Down in the puddle full of tears and hate.
...Alessio's riff...
They lay down your pay,
They lay out the way.
...Alessio's riff...
Down the road, the waste, the smoke,
The rage that cries, the pride that dies
The plague, the rust, the muck laid by
To feed a hive of lousy flies.
The fire that shines among the shacks
Where the kids have guns and the sheeps are black.
...Alessio's riff...
Forsaken dreams between the sheets,
In the shabby gloom of a motel room.
"You're just a toy, forgotten doll",
Written in lipstick in that grey, frayed wall.
The wishing well is dry in fact,
The witch is laughing and the fairy is dead.
...Alessio's riff...
They lay down your pay,
They lay out the way.
...Alessio's riff... variations...
His cloak is dark, the gaze a spark,
His face is like a mask alive.
No need to pray or say his name,
He comes to me and takes my pain.
Inside, he knows, my soul is black.
The war has started and I won't fall back.
The lay down, your pay,
The lay out the way
...Michele's riff...