Eight

RECORDING INFO

Produced by Will Geraldo

Performed by V.A.I.N.

Alessandro Queler – synths and electric piano
Cristiano Pierobon – bass
Fábio Souza – drums
Giulliano P. – guitar, acoustic guitar and backing vocals
Will Geraldo – vocals, guitar, acoustic guitar, piano and programming

Additional vocals on “Eight” by Lorena Geraldo
Children’s choir on “Eight” by Grupo Encanto Paróquia Espírito Santo
Additional vocals on “Alone Again” by Cléo
Additional vocals on “Salvation” by Camila Pereira

Recorded between May and November 2013

Engineered by Fábio Ferreira at Mix Music (São Paulo – Brazil) except “Tomorrow Won’t Happen” engineered by Fábio Souza at MTK Estúdio (São Paulo – Brazil)
Children’s choir on “Eight” recorded on location and engineered by Wilton Rogers (São Paulo – Brazil)
Additional vocals on “Alone Again” engineered by Julian Grimm at SSR (London – UK)

Mixed by Will Geraldo at Cantara Lab (São Paulo – Brazil)

Mastered by Jon Astley at Close To The Edge (London – UK)

Artwork by Erik Muller

JUST ANOTHER DAY

just another day and you woke up feeling
the same old taste
the bitter taste from the night before

your children are still sleeping
they’re safe and sound
as far as they know there’s nothing going on

just ask yourself how long will it take for them to find out
this world brings more blues than rock and roll
and you thought of every single way
for them to have a better life
and at the end you just forgot to put a plan in place
it’s just another day

you’re counting down the days
you won’t get older instead you’ll die a bit every day
and what have you done to change the future ?
now you can only go home and die another day

EIGHT

going round and round we tend to do to ourselves
things that not even animals would do to one another

killing, raping, slavery, barbarism
who are the real enemies ?

corruption, depravity, paedophilia, genocide
who are the real enemies ?

we were given just what we needed to live
and we were supposed to make the most of it
but instead we have gone further down
and that doesn’t mean we are happier now

DELIRIUM

the wall you chose to build remains in its place
yes, you did … brick by brick
there’s no room for all those dreams to come true
as much as I would love them to
we share the same moonlight but you have got to feel
open up your soul
I hope it won’t take longer for you to see
that we were …

ALONE AGAIN

I find myself alone again
from here to wherever I can get to
with feelings I can’t get rid of
living a little bit of my past everyday

“those who hate me without a cause
are more than the hairs of my head
god, you know my foolishness
my sins are not hidden from you”

dreaming of it over and over again
what will you say ? you weren’t there !
these scars will never go away
how would you feel if no one cared ?

“let their eyes be darkened so that they can’t see
let their backs be continually bent
my throat is dry, my eyes fail,
looking for my god”

it’s easy to say
you weren’t there
I’m still looking for my god
you weren’t there

HANDLE WITH CARE

still wondering where you are
and all the steps I took so far
it might be a matter of common sense
I never feared any consequences

I know by heart the stories I couldn’t hear
about grown up men with no fear
I’d like to think I have now become one
but I’ll only find out when it’s done

you left an unfinished glass of wine
at the time I could not have mine
but since I started to drink on my own
I came up with things you should’ve known

I still remember your bitter comments during our christmas lunch
my life has turned a few corners with some stones along the way
25 years have gone by but it feels like yesterday
struggling to learn the lessons taken from the little I could see

I still remember the neighbour knocking on my door
in my darkened room
listening to ‘double dare’

A TREE TALL ENOUGH

I don’t want you here
you bring all those feelings that I thought were gone
will you help me now ?
I know you won’t, you never will but how can I change the past ?

and now you see what you have done to me
before you came along I was so quiet in my own hell
I want to find a tree tall enough to hang myself, to hide myself
and make things just like before

you make me feel so bad
and even worse when I recall those crap stories you used to tell
you easily screwed up
so many lives as well as mine with promises and nothing else

and now you see what you have done to me
before you came along I was so quiet in my own hell
I want to find a tree tall enough to hang myself, to hide myself
and make things just like before

SALVATION

work out your own salvation
’cause god might be busy
trying to fix what men have done
everything you ever believed
seems now to be vanishing
right before your eyes

to hell with your values
they were never good to anyone
you’ll regret every second
you spent making those decisions

work out your own salvation

work out your way to wherever
because the judgement may never come
and if there’s still time
you may want to fix a fraction
of the agony you caused