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Stream In A Box III: Acoustic Recordings: In a Box is recorded live. Live means no editing, no re-recording, no auto-tuning… no tampering. All rights belong to Telmavar Records LTD and Asaf Avidan. All songs written, composed and produced by Asaf Avidan Cinematography: Lorenzo Di Nola Audio mix and video editing by Asaf Avidan at Different Pulses Studios Sound recording: Luca Gaudenzi Color: Adam Edelstein Producer: Lior Ashkenazi Executive Production Company: IMAGE HUNTERS Executive Producers: Antonio Messino, Brando Bartoleschi, Lorenzo Di Nola Production Assistant: Caterina Rinaldi Unit Production Manager: Riccardo Garufi Bozza Production Coordinator: Raffaele Inno Line Producer: Camilla Pugini Production Assistants: Francesco Ladalardo, Danilo Greco Location Manager: Sara Morelli Camera Team: Cinematographer: Lorenzo Di Nola Camera Operators: Alessio Giannoni, Alessandro Silvaggi Ronin Operator: Lorenzo Di Nola 1st Camera Assistants: Alessandro Corongiu. Fabio Olgiati 2nd Camera Assistant: Indro Forconi Data Manager: Luca Scassa Camera Trainee: Matteo Pollini Gaffer: Luca Chiarottini Electrician: Angelo Leone Grip: Mario Cecconi Backstage: Simone Vacca, Francesco Masi Director Assistant: Leopoldo Pescatore 2nd Director Assistant: Fabrizio Fanelli Sound Recordist: Luca Gaudenzi Sound Assistant: Tiziano Cosi Make-up and Hair: Roberta Micozzi Make-up and Hair Assistant: Sofia Gara Lyrics: The day is short, the night is long, your heart is ravenous They say a heart that eats alone, it chokes, it's dangerous But I have lost my appetite, it proved superfluous My blood, it bled the deepest red and then it turned to rust Life is short and death is long my thoughts are nebulous It seems I’m lost inside myself, well that makes two of us I wish I had the words to say, but words are treacherous My guts were spilled my, my ego stilled, but it was Lazarus Wake up! Rock of Lazarus Wake and turn to heart Beat with all the blood and dirt From the start From the start Your dreams are big your feet are small, the union perilous You’ll walk alone I’m not your ride onto the precipice I’m occupied in finding shape, I’m not your therapist My blood has bled, just blow my head, it will be courteous My heart is small your eyes are big, look how they stare at us You’re still a cub, but I am old - I’m not anomalous I will grow then I’ll grow more then I will turn to dust But yet my heart beats like the start for it is Lazarus Wake up! Rock of Lazarus Wake and turn to heart Beat with all the blood and dirt From the start From the start Wake up! Rock of Lazarus Wake and turn to heart Beat with all the blood and dirt From the start From the start Howl, old hearts rise again Howl, old hearts rise again Howl, old hearts rise again Howl, old hearts rise again Cry 'till you dry and you die And they'll drag you again into light Cry 'till you dry and you die And they'll drag you again into light SHOP Asaf Avidan: #AsafAvidan #InABoxIII #ICHNOLOGY
