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Speak my tongue

by Speak in Tongues

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1.
Innocent 03:13
I've seen the chains around their wrists as they were left to starve and die in a dark filthy crowded cell I was with them and that was not something an innocent could bear There came the day when I escaped just running breathless 'till I dropped My only hope: to get as far away as I could, so goodbye homeland, set your innocent son free I left some grains of myself on the ground in my own land Lying in the sand I thought I was safe Outside the desert I came to a town, then I was pushed into the sea with other dozens wet and scared and those who reached the land will never be called innocent again I left some drops of myself on the shores of a foreign land my family left behind, my future blank. Thanks God, I'm alive No more need to hide All is said and done and yet I'm thankful of being innocent so far I felt no friendly welcome Stranger in their strange land Little money and a lot of troubles and just endure a life of work Twelve hours a day is not enough, but I can't tell nobody I'm here 'cause they could rip my beggar's dream and send me back home I left pieces of myself anywhere I sowed a seed to grow a better life and nothing more Oh, beloved home, however far I go I always end up finding out that there's no place for an innocent to call home
2.
Well aware 04:17
Well aware of being with you, you're such a sunshine saying that I'm well aware of something I should have heard now Well, it's hard to realize anything when I see you Well aware I love you The only thing I'm well aware of Well aware I'm happy sunshine babe, I'm well aware It's up to me You're waiting for my saying that I am well aware Don't be surprised now if I'm smiling still I really must have missed something a while ago You now look quite annoyed Should I reconsider how well I'm aware? Well aware of being a dumb My smile is freezing as I get quite well aware of that nuance in your voice I thought it was just nothing I should ever care Well aware I've been so stuck and badly unaware Well aware apart from how you're looking well aware It's up to me you're waiting for my leaving now I'm well aware I'm so surprised and yet I'm smiling still I really must have missed the moment you realized we shouldn't get that close You're kissing me goodbye I'm getting well aware And as I'm leaving I can hardly realize my walking I just forgot to beg your pardon as I was just not aware of your talking of your feeling of your crying of your leaving
3.
The secret 04:22
I never wanted you to know this and was about to forget it myself Being counting the days since it happened I found it hard to cope with past And that is me at last I've never meant to be a coward but I can't face the man I've been You think you've realized who I am now but I can't recognize myself And that's not who I am I'd better give up all the dreams I made I'd better not let anybody in What took me a lifetime digging to bury deep has suddenly reappeared So please don't change your mind about me and keep it on what what we've been through Just look at me: what did you see then? Don't open up old wounds again You're causing me much pain I'd better give up all the dreams I made I'd better not let anybody in What took me a lifetime digging to bury deep has suddenly reappeared Come here and hug who you're afraid of as you used to do when you were in love I'm going to hold you as tight as I can to shut my secret deep inside Deep inside of you
4.
Tiny little girl, Fairy, put your blue dress on, stars and glitter Turn away and laugh, did you enjoy your silly joke? I can't stand your beauty, I'm amazed, I can't even speak a phrase You won't listen, anyway You're as savage as a cat Claws and purring Playing hide-and-seek Laughing in the trees I know one day I'll turn and find myself alone So drop some grains for me to follow or to feed the birds the way we did Carving in the sand your promise Stolen by the wind, the sea will keep it Daisies for advice, I wonder what you really think or what I expect from silly little girl, you fairy Always speak the truth, the sharpest razor in my heart, but truth is changing in a while, as soon as you'll be playing hide-and-seek Laughing in the trees I know one day I'll turn and find myself alone So drop some grains for me to follow or to feed the birds the way we did Going home alone tonight I didn't say goodbye, you didn't notice Nothing wrong with you, the same laugh that I used to hear, but far away now Nothing to regret, I know that's the way you are and I love Little fairy girl, you're free to run after the clouds, but I shall miss your playing hide-and-seek Laughing in the trees suddenly I've turned and found out that you're gone But I would like to think you'll spare a thought for me to miss the things we did
5.
Safe 04:26
Walking under sleepy trees, you've never felt like this Change your mind 'bout what is good and not so bad to get into Lips are dry and muscles stiff Flies trapped in deadly blooms Lost your consciousness in time to miss those jaws closing on you If I were wearing gloves could touch your world without feeling involved Cover my eyes I'd die for more Shimmering bright as if to squeeze my life away The light is out Sliding endlessly towards the dull twilight of life You've got to find the hope to grab my hand, but I'm sliding, too If I were wearing gloves could touch your world without feeling involved Cover my eyes I'd die for more Shimmering bright as if to squeeze my life away Wondering why the last word you said was “safe”
6.
And still I'm wondering: what did you expect from me? So stuck with terror, trembling harmless little kid. I know you've never hit me and yet I could hardly move. You must have thought I was stupid: I couldn't realize a thing of what you told me What do you think I heard besides your shouting? What do you think I heard of your teaching? What do you think I heard? Not my playing... I was just thinking that it would have come to an end, counting he minutes left to the tolling of the church bell And then I could have run like hell into her cosy arms. I wonder how she's feeling now thinking of those endless daily nightmares What do you think I've learnt from you shouting? What do you think I've learnt from your teaching? What do you think I've learnt? Was that music? Still you can't blame yourself, you say you were only trying to make a star out of a child if there had been something worth. And in the words you're saying I can't help understanding your same bitter delusion that I was so used to feel, but that's still hurting How do you think I'm feeling now that I'm shouting? How do you think I'm feeling? You know, I'm still playing... How do you think I'm feeling? And why am I doing it? Why am I doing it?
7.
Joe enjoyed the TV show in his prison cell and thought a mafia psycho killer should've told his own. So he wrote a letter to the address on the screen just to hear the man on TV speak his name. But that never happened, though he'd waited patiently so he named the anchor man himself together with his ex-fellow criminals the judges were interested to. The first piece of domino was set to make him guilty, just like when he blamed for bombs that "anarchist queer dancer". Oh, he had chances to repent 'cause newspaper's whispering campaign had begun as other jailbirds sang his name instead of those they would have had their throat cut for, and after all they could've joined Joe in the evening news... Another piece of domino was fit to make him guilty while blood-hungry housewives bit their nails in great excitement. So he was condemned though no trial had been set yet and the judges just agreed with the news. Besides a name was found in the diary of a gangster, probably misspelled, but of course it must have been his own. This last piece of domino made clear that he was guilty. Should've been great fun for those pretending to be informers. So used to telling lies, the Lord's grace must have hit them and suddenly turned them into champions of justice. Yet no one could remember they were filthy killers or maybe those who sentenced got their own from who was to blame instead...
8.
Sir Complain: “Life's not the same” Mr Blame: “Get off my lane!” We don't want to pay the price: Our children with no hi-tech device Sir Complain: “Our roots are gone” Mr Blame: “Go and starve back home!” Santa's ragged and stinky boot sacked by our proud looting youth Look outside your golden orchard The world's not such a cosy place So enjoy your supermarket heaven built from exploitation and pain Sir Complain: “For Jesus' sake” Mr Blame: “White pride, awake!” The multinational friends of ours should have built their walls much higher Sir Complain: “Can't stand no more” Mr Blame: “Get ready for war!” Dream the life your son could live Give him guns, prepare your grieve Look outside your golden orchard The world's not such a cosy place So enjoy your supermarket heaven built from exploitation and pain You only mind your filthy business and pretend to have some kind of right Under the yoke of Corporations many millions starving die Can you tell now who's to blame?

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Marcello Zuccotti: lead vocals, acoustic guitar
Mauro Pamiro: guitars, keyboards, backing vocals
Filippo Guerini: bass, backing vocals
Sandro Mazza: drums

Speak in Tongues first album, "Speak my tongue" is made of eight assorted tracks, from seventies to hard rock, with a grunge and blues feel. The punk finale is worth mentioning.
As for the lyrics, social and political issues and some troublesome love stories.

Music by Mauro Pamiro, arranged and played by Speak in Tongues
Lyrics by Mauro Pamiro

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released April 8, 2014

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