Ode to the Unknown Factory Worker

by LEILA ADU

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NEW PRE-RELEASE Exclusively Available NOW on CD (Worldwide Release 18 Jan) from Goodfellas Italy www.goodfellas.it/mailorder/select.asp?tag1=titolo&key1=ode+to+the+unknown+factory+worker

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released January 18, 2011

Leila Adu — vocals, piano, keyboard, Daniele de Santis —drums

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Track Name: Martian Raft
Martian Raft lyrics:

Hi High

(Watering ferns, making space)

Lost myself too many times, to lose my face
Open up a stitch in time, reveal God’s grace

Are we going the right way?
Trust me I’m a good map reader
I’d get lost if I didn’t read the signs

Step into an abyss of timelessness
Wake up hear we’ve got ninety-nine months left
Slide into an icecap, a global titanic
Can you make a space lifeboat in time?

My Mars backyard, it has no flowers
No trampolines on which to play
You can’t go outside, ‘cause you need a spacesuit
You could’ve played on earth but it dripped away

Hi High

(Watering ferns, making space)

Lost myself too many times, to lose my face
Open up a stitch in time, reveal God’s grace

Are we going the right way?
Cosmic philosopher Toilet cleaner
I’d get lost if I didn’t read the signs

Step into the raft we’re flying West
Take a turn we’re in the same Fourth World Mess
Slide into an icecap, a global titanic
Can you make a space lifeboat in time?
Track Name: Fortuna
Fortuna

Here all alone
I hear it's all too much
That I am not enough

Tell myself it's a phase
The ups and the downs
What goes down, must come up

A circle, or a cycle, or a wheel

Home
How can I hope to find you anywhere but here and now?

How many times have you fallen to the bottom,
heard someone lightly step on your grave,
do a dance with sticks and stones on your face?

I ask you to remember a flower
Call to attention a friend's face
The touch of sunlight on your skin
The feel of tears when cries the rain - Om

A circle, or a cycle, or a wheel