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Ruins Barren

(Marco Costa) è il leader dei Fattore Rurale, una consolidata band

di cantautori folk con sede a Piacenza, attualmente in tour promozionale in tutta Italia con il loro primo ep "Lividi".
Si esibisce anche come frontman dei Crudelìa, progetto sperimentale in bilico tra decadenza e blues animalesco, tra Tom Waits e Howlin 'Wolf, pubblicandone tre record in due anni.
In "Ruins" evoca un mondo senza redenzione, popolato dai fantasmi del passato e dai demoni del presente.
I suoni attingono alle radici del country folk americano, mentre le parole scavano nel dolore e nella solitudine dell'uomo nella società moderna, destinata a fare i conti con i suoi peccati e con la consapevolezza della dannazione eterna.
 

Songs written by Ruins and Ricky Ferranti
Arranged and Produced by Ricky Ferranti
Recorded at Fuzzo Studio (Lo)
Mastering by Daniele Mandelli at Elfo Studio (Pc)


Artisti di riferimento:
Tom Waits, Nick Cave, Bruce Springsteen, Townwes Van Zandt, Blaze Foley, Francesco Guccini, Iggy Pop, Mississipi John Heart 

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Ruins Barren - Ruins

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Sitting at the bar counter
I watch the whiskey in my glass
Distant memories won’t drown
but still more clear come to surface, I’m down

It still seems to me
to hear (the sound of) your little feet on the floor I hear your lies in my head
I’m Stumbling to the door
I remember a night of fragile loving touches the strong scent of cigarettes
Without even noticing
I squeeze the glass until it breaks
the bartender looks at me silently
I leave him my dirty money
Now that you’re gone away
There’s nothing more to say


BRIDGE: I can’t forgive you
but I can't help but wait for you


Rit. The emptiness of your silence settles in my stomach
The breath of the night
cut the distance like a knife
The emptiness of your silence
settles in my stomach
The breath of the night
cut the my ache like a knife

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I can barely walk
in the middle of the road
I wait for the poor wretch
who is going to kill me with a knife edge A fast car, headlights blinding me brakes screaming.. the car skid.. smash I recall your face
Your beautiful embrace


Bridge: Now I think I can forgive you My lifeless body waits for your tears too

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Rit. The emptiness of your silence settles in my stomach
The breath of the night
cut the distance like a knife

The emptiness of your silence settles in my stomach The breath of the night cut the my ache like a knife

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