The Dreaming Warrior
by Carlo D'Anna (Ascap)
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credits
released 10 October 2009
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Some rights reserved. Please refer to individual track pages for license info.
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Jun 21Somerville, MA
discography
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Feb 2012 -
Feb 2011 -
Oct 2010 -
Aug 2010 -
Jul 2010 -
Oct 2009 -
Oct 2009
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- Track Name: Carlo D'Anna (ASCAP) - Arid Hobo Highway
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Old Man Joe lives under the bridge, Old Man Joe lives under the bridge,
he?s smokin? Datura cigs.
Old Man Joe lives under the bridge, Old Man Joe lives under the bridge
he?s smokin? Datura cigs.
Kickin? down the desert road, seeing all the bones of old, the people who lived.
Wasn?t always truck stops and gas, seedy joints I?ll have to pass
As I make my way south.
I see the eyes of the old man, the dry nights of an insect spotted prairie highway.
His shabby clothes reflect to his lonely tiresome travelling.
And it makes me feel he?s been some places, like a dingy bar in Needles, California.
Where the waitresses were exhausted, and the lights were peppered with dead, dry mosquitoes.
I see in the shine of his glasses, of slumbers in the old motels,
Where lumpy mattresses and cockroaches dance in molasses.
Dirty tee-shirts, and no smoking in the hallways.
Echoes play under Highway Bridge, where semi?s scream and bottles clink in coincidence.
Begging for that one last swig, that would send forgetfulness, like a cold empty kiss.
But Smoky Joe, his one time friend, pushed his beggar?s face away,
So the old man walked down the highway of Route 66.
Meanwhile the neon cowgirls kick their legs, over and over into the monsoon sky - Track Name: Carlo D'Anna (Ascap) - The Perfect Day
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And Hey! Shimmer down silver waves, falling, glimmer down rays.
Orbs of light, spread endlessly upon this perfect day,
Parodox in times decay.
Captured in this pod of dreams,
nothing is as it seems.
If you go down the danger path, knowing if you do it will be your last.
You find out too much, too fast for the mind to hold.
Inside the soul will be cast.
And Hey! Shimmer down raven hair, your arms reach for the way,
Of infinities past, of many suns, you dance in the light, in eons gaze.
Captured in this pod of dreams, nothing is as it seems. - Track Name: Carlo D'Anna (ASCAP) - On the Road to Eternity
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Moving through the velvet haze, through the dimming days of our mortal lives.
I can't see projected in front of me, ideas of permanency, on the road to eternity.
The turnstile approaches on the path, a narrow way for all to move along, clicking out a sequence of one by one, you can never go anywhere, but straight ahead... on the road of the lonely one.
Song and words by Carlo D'Anna
