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giovedì 1 gennaio 2009

I Am Mine

The selfish, they're all standing in line
Faithing and hoping to buy themselves time
Me, I figure as each breath goes by
I only own my mind

The North is to South what the clock is to time
There's east and there's west and there's everywhere life
I know I was born and I know that I'll die
The in between is mine
I am mine

And the feeling, it gets left behind
All the innocence lost at one time
Significant, behind the eyes
There's no need to hide...
We're safe tonight

The ocean is full 'cause everyone's crying
The full moon is looking for friends at high tide
The sorrow grows bigger when the sorrow's denied
I only know my mind
I am mine

And the meaning, it gets left behind
All the innocents lost at one time
Significant, behind the eyes
There's no need to hide...
We're safe tonight

And the feelings that get left behind
All the innocents broken with lies
Significance, between the lines
(We may need to hide)

And the meanings that get left behind
All the innocents lost at one time
We're all different behind the eyes
There's no need to hide

Pearl Jam

mercoledì 31 dicembre 2008

Better man

Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop
Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech
As he opens the door, she rolls over...
pretends to sleep as he looks her over...

She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man.
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man.
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better man
Ohh...

Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know; she tells herself...
Oh...
Memories back when she was bold and strong
And waiting for the world to come along...
Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better man
Yeah...

She loved him, yeah...she don't want to leave this way
She needs him, yeah...that's why she'll be back again
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better... man...


Pearl Jam

domenica 21 dicembre 2008

E' Natale e bisogna avere più fi...




Un augurio di buone feste e più fiiiiducia nel prossimo ai miei lettori e amici vari ed eventuali (come quelli di facebook, come si legge in giro, no? :D).

Sani

domenica 17 agosto 2008

Le vecchie hit non muoiono mai!!!

Bella festa, ampio parcheggio (più o meno) e fuochi d'artificio e tanta ma tanta birra!!!!
E il DJ che mette su dischi che sembravano caduti nel "dimenticatio"!!!
Quanti ricordi... un gran mal di testa... :D





Sani

venerdì 18 luglio 2008

All'insegna dell'eleganza

Amici di Marcòn! Buonasera!
E benvenuti al concerto più elegante sulla scena.
Più elegante dei Linea77, più elegante dei Baustelle.
Voi tutti siete qui questa sera, non per la figa, ma per l'eleganza!
E allora noi ve la diamo!

Elio

Inizia così il concerto! Spettaco!
Veramente stupendo con CD Brulè alla fine!
Appena ho un attimo carico flickr e video.

Sani

giovedì 26 giugno 2008

Nothing As It Seems

Don't feel like home. He's a little out.
And all these words elope. It's nothing like your poem.
Putting in. Inputting in. Don't feel like methadone.
A scratching voice all alone it's nothing like your baritone.

It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs. It's home.
The little that he sees. Is nothing he concedes. It's home.

One uninvited chromosome. A blanket like the ozone.

It's nothing as it seems. All that he needs. It's home.
The little that he frees is nothing he believes.

Saving up a sunny day. Something maybe two tone.
Anything of his own. A chip off the corner stone.
Who's kidding? Rainy day. A one way ticket headstone.
Occupations overthrown. A whisper through a megaphone.

It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs. It's home.
The little that he sees is nothing he concedes. It's home.
And all that he frees. A little bittersweet. It's home.
It's nothing as it seems. The little that you see it's home.