Sconsolato - Mark Murphy

Burn brief, candle, burn

Flicker and die

Just as my love once brightened up my night

Then vanished out of sight

And left me alone

In a word, sconsolato

Blow all night, wind, blow

Invade her dreams

For it seems

That the love so once alive

Regrettably has died

A heart without home

In a word, sconsolato

Through the night, dark and cold

How I’d warm her and hold her

And kiss her again and again

Now my nights are dispair

A symbolic nightmare

Of what could have been

Should have been

Would have been

And cry, oh, I cry

Could I deny

That the why

Of my life has lost all meaning?

Ship without a sail, I’m left in a world

In a word, sconsolato

And cry, oh, I cry

Could I deny

That the why

Of my life has lost all maning?

Ship without a sail, I’m left in a world

In a word, sconsolato