Hi! My name is Carlo W. Vitale S. and I’m a songwriter. I’ve been doing this for a long time now as a hobby and I feel it is time to share my material and work with you all. All my work comes from what real life is all about, experiences (good and bad ones), the heart and the mind. I will be posting on a weekly basis, so feel free to visit any now and then and check my “Songbook”. If you like the song (and/or poem), and you would like to see more, please support my work with a donation at https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/carlovitale99. Thank you very much! Enjoy the first one...more to come!

1. “Songs & Poems”
By by Carlo W. Vitale S.
Hi! My name is Carlo W. Vitale S. and I’m a songwriter. I’ve been doing this for
a long time now as a hobby and I feel it is time to share my material and work
with you all. All my work comes from what real life is all about, experiences
(good and bad ones), the heart and the mind. I will be posting on a weekly basis,
so feel free to visit any now and then and check my “Songbook”.
If you like the song (and/or poem), and you would like to see more, please
support my work with a donation at
https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/carlovitale99.
Thank you very much!
Enjoy!

2. 1
“Endless Purgatory”
(Lyrics by Carlo W. Vitale S.)
Is the world made of clay
And the humans built in stone?
Is life a game we play
As death’s a trip to the throne?
Where we fight against yesterday,
Trying to find the perfect way
Just to create our “fantasy day”
So we can forever stay…
But I can’t understand anyway,
There’s something I still don’t know,
Why’s the false need to pray
To hide the dark side you won’t show?
To forgive and forget today
All the debts left to pay
So, In the end there’s nothing else to say
Pretending everything’s okay…
Chorus 1
Is our heart made of stone
And our soul full with clay?
With the fear to end alone
Without ever finding the way
Is the mind full of thrash
And the conscience with remorse?
Where love and hate crash,
Where there’s no destiny’s course,
When you’re digging underground
Hoping to find the lost piece
Of the puzzle that was never found
That never let you live in peace
Remember you can’t leave aside
The pain you feel inside,
All the suffering you can’t hide
Might be the last and endless ride
Over the edge, Over the borderline
Ignoring if you can survive,
Pretending everything’s fine,
Wondering if you’re still alive…
Chorus 2
Is life a simple payback
Of what we did in the past?
Is it a burden on our back
That would forever last?
If you like the song and/or poem, and you would like to see more, please support
my work at https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/carlovitale99.
Thank you very much!