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The Disappearing One

by The Disappearing One

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1.
Yet you looked just like a friend
 Parties and dinners without any cracks Sure, that period was a blast 
We called our names and put a smile in ‘em Our words were always clear 
Straight to the point, WE’d never cheat a friend Sure, you carried as a fake 
We called your name and put a smile in it Olds Smiles, Old Names What we said was what we did 
Things you pretend, Things that we deeply meant
 Not a choice that we regret
 We called your name, but you were just a fake You were just a fake Come away from that thick fog
 At least until the light keeps showing you around Just the ground where you walk on 
will only tell you if their justice is right Come away from that frame we don’t like Come away from that scene and don’t mind Back to your aims Straight to my aims
2.
Young and clear, He left to the province
 A “job” in wait, it was more than a surname
 The family he left, his old city and his old friends But he had his shell: his wife and his firm strenght Sounds like said: I wish I were like him Sounds like crass: You’ll never be like him A factory man, no plush rooms in hotels
 He worked like slaves, bringin’ home his own daily bread He found new friends, made a home for his children
 No argument, at the end He’s a good man Sounds like said: I wish I were like him
 Sounds like crass: You’ll never be like him
 All my friends, I wish you all the same Although my mates, there’s no one like my dad But as a lion He’d jump in the fire 
If someone tries to trick his friends
 Yet as a Father, He was strict as required If one of his two kids deserved IF they deserved
3.
Far lands charm, callin’ men like bee hives And the words ran fast, They left you behind
 Things that lie, speak the language of eyes Makes no sense to hide, So give up a try Tremblin’ with the cold we’d face up When our paths would split up
To never join back
 Tremblin’ since our two worlds met up Once more for “that” first time That will never be back Knew it was hard, yet the callin’ of life Spoke the words of a drive, To live and not die
 Foster that tie, keeps each other alive And when miles will divide We’ll know they’re NOT right
4.
For God’s sake, are you kidding or you’re real Give yourself a minute to land back on earth Can’t believe what you’re saying This is mad, you’re insane
 You can’t change that way From the cradle to a grave Though I tried to stay, I had to give up
 Yet I looked for ways to let your hair down The girl in the dumps Tiny yous on parade on red walls at your place Analyse this please, nothing good can be said Felt like tread on eggs
 Overthink, Overcare Lived your world with no bridge Thick, wide walls to defeat Though I tried to stay, I had to give up
 Yet I looked for ways to let your hair down Even changin’ myself would never be enough It was way too hard to be in your dumps In and Out of your life
 It was such a winding path Yet I wish you all the best For I hope you will be fine We’d just better be apart
5.
Strangers now, things like they’ve never been 
It feels like an ocean suddenly disappeared 
Unfamiliar now, you walk but you can’t be seen
 Yet once those same two eyes, they had nothing to bewitch From hero to zero, a set route you can’t prevent When you give what you get but
 They can’t get what they’ve asked I was hero once, whatever I did was clear 
I could kill, I could steal but still the best in the ring I am zero now, minds they change suddenly Whatever I’ll do now, I’ll always be the worst prick From hero to zero, a set route you can’t prevent When you give what you get but
 They can’t get what they’ve asked From hero to zero, a sad route you won’t forget Well I gave what I had but I’m a prick that won’t change
6.
Who would’ve ever said 
They look like perfect pics of gentlemen They warm out your full faith
 You feel at last you found the rightest man Tic-toc the sands of time run free
 Those restless hands uncover the real thing You still believe we cannot see
 The rotten part you keep beneath your skin The spleen you fed in me
 It makes me feel like I could act like him The thing is I ain’t that mean 
I’d never pay you back with all that shit We’ll find a better way
 To get rid of all the people you reflect Your time has come Get off our road
7.
Shadow Box 04:44
Who would’ve ever said
 They look like perfect pics of gentlemen They warm out your full faith
 You feel at last you found the rightest man Tic-toc the sands of time run free 
Those restless hands uncover the real thing You still believe we cannot see
 The rotten part you keep beneath your skin The spleen you fed in me 
It makes me feel like I could act like him The thing is I ain’t that mean
 I’d never pay you back with all that shit We’ll find a better way
 To get rid of all the people you reflect Your time has come Get off our road
8.
I don’t wanna learn 
I just don’t wanna throw away my time All I want is chase that paper 
I paid stiff to buy I ain’t gonna leave 
If you’re not doing the dirty work fine I just want to reap the fruit
 That I bought so high-priced Let’s not pretend to be 
Much better than it is
 You can pay for your degrees But not for good breeding Noone else as bad as some teachers
 Who soon forget their own role and their mission Noone else as base as some teachers
 Who don’t embrace their real job and their mission I don’t wanna work
 I just don’t wanna throw away more time All I want is show that paper 
Pretending it’s mine I ain’t gonna live 
If you don’t do the job that was mine You must work as my slave
 ‘Cause I paid the due price
9.
Talking down to the man fixing up your car Talking down to the waitress at the pub Talking down to the salesgirl at the mall Talking down to world ‘cause it spins around Holy crap, why don't you just try and chill out You just wanna live on but you're never nice Talking down to your mates 'till you make them cry Talking down to the ones they once made you high Talking down to your friends 'cause they changed a lot Talking down to the world 'cause it's a bad spot Sometimes we feel like little kids Playing with magical toys
10.
All My Duds 04:18
It’s always been clear from the start You said that you could, but you can’t Likes of grandads at the park
 You move but you’re rooted like mast You fight with the waves that your loved ones create You’ll finally find out your life is in someone else hands You blew all the chances you got You said that you would but you don’t I would do, I really would But my words, my purpose I will never keep I’d be there, I really care But my words, my purpose Can’t always be true I’ll leave to the world my duds While dreaming of different facts I’ll see what you can’t find out My world is built on the sand

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released October 11, 2014

Recorded, mixed and edited by Davide Iannuzzi at ProWave Studio
(Monte di Procida – NA – Italy)
Pianos, Bass and Electric guitars, The Niro’s vocals recorded by The Disappearing One and
Dino Cuccaro at Sleeping Studios
(Pastorano – CE – Italy)
Fabio’s backing vocals recorded at Fabio’s home (Capua – CE – Italy)
Mastered by Steve Fallone at Sterling Sound (New York – USA)

Basic ideas and melodies by Fabio Giobbe.
Except track number 10 by Andrea Freschi and Marco Normando
Music by The Disappearing One
All lyrics by Fabio Giobbe
Written between mid 2012 and early 2013


The Disappearing One:

Fabio Giobbe: Vocals and Acoustic Guitar
Marco Normando: Bass
Andrea Gallicola: Drums
Enzo De Lucia: Electric Guitar
All Electric Guitars in this record played by former member of the band Andrea Freschi

Additional Musicians:
Gianluca Plomitallo: Pianos and String Arrangements
Fabio Renzullo: Trumpet and Horns Arrangements
Adolfo Scotto Di Luzio : Trombone

String quartet directed Maestro Daniele Baione
Daniele Baione : First Violin
Roberto Roggia : Second Violin
Giuseppe Navelli: Viola
Gianluca D’Alessio : Cello

Davide The Niro Combusti: Vocals on “Once He Left to the Province”

Photographs by Damiano Errico
Artwork and Layout by Marco Normando

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Label: Octopus Records
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Booking: Clap Hands
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The Disappearing One was basically a room project at the very beginning. Our approach to music stays the same, even after recording a few albums and playing several gigs during the last 5 years: Music is our own goal and only interest, ALWAYS

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