Harlequin - Live in Lugano

Harlequin came at night
Bowing to the ghosts of Freedom Square
Stretching a silver rope
Jester of frozen minds

And everyone of us
Junkies and ghosts of Freedom Square
Spoke through his waving hands
Wept on his brother's face
Whispered through painted lips
Rusty phrases, forgotten lines

Thinking of arrows lost
Shooting them past the pain

And everyone of us
Losers and lost, and underdogs
Just scrapes of your younger minds
We danced all around the square
Jumped to his see-through horns
Screaming, shouting forgotten lines

Thinking of arrows lost
Having them past the pain

When the dogs fast arrived
Baying on the town
We were there all of us
A millions harlequins

And the town blooms alive
Like a beautiful night fair
We were there all of us
A billions harlequins

And the town blooms alive
Like a beautiful night fair
We were there all of us
To be the rite of May
We were there to the day
To be the rite of May
Oh!



Credits
Writer(s): Mauro Pagani, Franco Mussida
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