at the end of the way
(Pier Morandi)
howlin’ clouds are a-blowin’
blues in the storm
there’s no reason for callin’
nobody’s on the phone
all the days are uncertain
all the thoughts insecure so long
like two opposite lives
like a parallel world
with the smell of the sunset
runnin’ all down the road
you meet and face your present
you meet your coming land so long
it’s a shadow alone at the end of the way
it’s a shadow alone at the end of the way
drinkin’ a whiskey
smokin’ a cigare
while the walls all around you
write a borderline
the books you are turnin’
they’ve got no pages to save no more
it’s a shadow alone at the end of the way
it’s a shadow alone at the end of the way
it’s a shadow alone at the end of the way
..at the end of the way ..at the end of the way
posizione SIAE 170473