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A song dedicated to Marco Pantani, a legendary Italian cyclist.
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Lyrics
Marco, watching the ground underneath his wheels
Will you be lucky
Will you be sleeping any better
Marco, watched by the crowd on a tv-screen
They hear you breathing
They hear you screaming
Are you screaming
Marco, just a few miles away from victory
Now close your eyes and see
Were you well enough prepared
Did you take a lot of drugs
Were you frequently abused
Or was God just on your side
What’s the rate of your IQ
Did you ever have a girl
Who confessed in front of you
That she’s happy
Marco, fighting a hill like he climbs on wings
Praised for your power
While I know you’re fragile like a flower
Marco, don’t look behind ‘cause you’re on your own
Now close your heart and feel
How it was to be a boy
Did you have a lot of friends
Were your parents any proud
Or was kindness not allowed
Were you scared to sleep in dark
Did you never face the truth
Who said you’d become a king
Of those stupids
Was it worth the blood and pain
Did you pay the highest price
To get all your dreams forfilled
To get purely satisfied
Will you celebrate your life
Will you make yourself a son
Who’ll confess in front of you
That he’s happy
Will you be lucky
Will you be sleeping any better
Marco, watched by the crowd on a tv-screen
They hear you breathing
They hear you screaming
Are you screaming
Marco, just a few miles away from victory
Now close your eyes and see
Were you well enough prepared
Did you take a lot of drugs
Were you frequently abused
Or was God just on your side
What’s the rate of your IQ
Did you ever have a girl
Who confessed in front of you
That she’s happy
Marco, fighting a hill like he climbs on wings
Praised for your power
While I know you’re fragile like a flower
Marco, don’t look behind ‘cause you’re on your own
Now close your heart and feel
How it was to be a boy
Did you have a lot of friends
Were your parents any proud
Or was kindness not allowed
Were you scared to sleep in dark
Did you never face the truth
Who said you’d become a king
Of those stupids
Was it worth the blood and pain
Did you pay the highest price
To get all your dreams forfilled
To get purely satisfied
Will you celebrate your life
Will you make yourself a son
Who’ll confess in front of you
That he’s happy
Tomoakai
I feel like I'm listening to David Sylvian. I love this genre.
Very smooth. The xylo was a bit surprising and annoying.
I would of toned it down. The vocals is a cross of Numan,
Bowie and Sylvian. All which are my favorites.
Great tune 8-8-7-8!