Lyrics: Giorgio Alessani
Music: Paolo Montrone
When flying up above
Empty glaciers
deep sinkholes
Little did we know
We’ll end up trading roles
When my stolen will
met your red inked quill
Ordered to believe
What still I cannot feel
Coached to follow
An endless dead track
When a fairy swallow
Leads me back
To a place where
Bright life prevails
To a place where I
Bury my bag of nails
Against
Foolish losers
Against
Empathy looters
We’ll disclose
Our future antidote
Arcadian Girls
Will steal the show
Arcadian Girls
They surely know
We’ll dance their tango
One day I’ll carry
Welcoming news
That is all temporary
We’re changing our views
In a world where there’s no
Hard confine
In a world where you’re
Stuck and still
Shine
Against
Foolish losers
Against
Empathy looters
We’ll disclose
Our future antidote
Arcadian Girls
Will steal the show
Arcadian Girls
They surely know
We’ll dance their tango
Earlier today
My secret orchestra led the way
My coherent mind still at play
Close one eye
No need to plead the sky
Seek into yourself and dig the why
Against
Foolish losers
Against
Empathy looters
We’ll disclose
Our future antidote
Arcadian Girls
Will steal the show
Arcadian Girls
They surely know
We’ll dance their tango