Soft drum, slow strum, the sea holds its breath,
They say I'm wrong, waves say I'm right, Salt's on my collar, lanterns in the night,
You stood on the pier, coat pulled tight, Rain braided the harbor, washed out the light,
A fisherman laughed, tipped his cap to the sea, I keep calling — quiet, steady, for you and me.
In this incondizionato tide, Unconditional, a bolden rise, our breaking men,
In this incondizionato tide, The current learns your name and keeps it till the end,
I keep calling through the phone, My voice like a bell that rings and lingers,
The moon pulls slow, the tide pulls true, And time slips through my open fingers.
In this incondizionato tide, Unconditional, your boat's on the mast, my heart the shore that waits,
In this incondizionato tide, Come back to me, come wash away your hate.
Short lines, soft hits, footsteps on wood, A torn note in my pocket, you never understood,
Both horns counting, one too low, They argue on the key, we whisper and we row,
Storms stamp the sky, then call the blue, I keep calling, I keep calling, still calling you.
In this incondizionato tide, Unconditional, a bolden rise, our breaking men,
In this incondizionato tide, The current learns your name and keeps it till the end,
I keep calling through the phone, My voice like a bell that rings and lingers,
The moon pulls slow, the tide pulls true, And time slips through my open fingers.
In this incondizionato tide, Unconditional, your boat's on the mast, my heart the shore that waits,
In this incondizionato tide, Come back to me, come wash away your hate.
Remember that night, Harbour bar, rain on the glass,
You said you might go, your shadow moved fast,
Lighthouse split once, then twice, Like the beat of an honest heart,
You laughed with the ghost from the table apart, I reached for your sleeve, you stepped to the door,
I keep calling, I keep calling, I'll keep calling more.
In this incondizionato tide, Unconditional, your boat's on the mast, my heart the shore that waits,
In this incondizionato tide, The current learns your name and keeps it till the end,
I keep calling through the phone, My voice like a bell that rings and lingers,
I keep calling through the phone, My voice like a bell that rings and lingers,
In this incondizionato tide, Unconditional, like a fake condizionato tide,
I keep calling, I keep calling more.
