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    October 26

    Beside Me - Forty Foot Echo


    I see how the ocean tide rose,
    From a young boy, I have been waiting,
    Just to see my ordinary day,
    It's far away from me.
    It seems like a mystery to me,
    So many times I had to fall out,
    Just to see my ordinary ways.
    It's far away from me,

    And when you're not around,
    I like to say the things,
    That I could never say to your face,
    Til you can fly awake, inside your dream awaits,
    To see you there.

    I feel how the gasoline burns,
    From the inside, so hard to swallow,
    Just to see my ordinary day,
    It's far away from me.

    And when you're not around,
    I like to say the things,
    That I could never say to your face,
    Til you can fly awake, inside your dream awaits,
    To see you there, when you're beside me,
    And still you're beside me, and still your beside me,
    And still your beside me.

    Yesturday's far away, and I won't be running back,
    Because I won't leave you,
    You stayed too long,

    I see how the ocean tide rose,
    From a young boy, I have been waiting.

    I, and still you're beside me,
    I, and still you're beside me, and still you're beside me,
    And still you're beside me, and still you're beside me,
    And still you're beside me.

    October 21

    Vanilla Sky - Distance Pt 2


    Today I spent My afternoon
    Sitting down in my bedroom
    Trying to find
    with my guitar
    All the confused things I want to say to you
    ‘cause I’ve been thinking inside of me all day.
    Maybe There’s too much to say,
    But I won’t tell about that now
    Cause I’m scared of falling down,
    Falling down for something I Haven’t got:
    Something that I never had from you.


    Just Tell Me It’s true
    That you feel like I do
    Doesn’t matter how far.
    That’s Why I wrote this song for you.

    Three Months have been enough for me
    To understand there’s lot of things
    That i like of you and I’m sure
    There are many others, hidden, to find
    That I don’t even know today.

    It’s funny how you talk so quite
    While I always scream all time.
    I love the way you find a sense
    For everything nonsense I say just for fun
    You don’t know how much it means to me.

    Just Tell Me It’s true
    That you feel like I do
    Doesn’t matter how far.
    That’s Why I wrote this song for you.

    Lucky who stands by your side
    Someone I can’t antagonize.
    She’s living all my dreams with you.

    So why is she crashing them down to pieces?
    Maybe He’ll die in regrets, someday.

    And while I’m singing here alone
    I wish I could drive to your home
    Just to look you into your eyes
    And tell to you exactly what I’m feeling
    You’re all my dreaming of today, someway...


    Just Tell Me It’s true
    That you feel like I do
    Doesn’t matter how far.
    That’s Why I wrote this song for you.

     

     

     

    meglio una verità che uccide di una bugia che illude.....

    xkè dopo la verità fa ancora più male.....

    October 06

    carpe diem....seize the day...cogli l'attimo...

    "I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion."

     

    "Mi recai nei boschi perché desideravo vivere come volevo io, affrontare solo i fatti essenziali della vita, e veder se potevo imparare ciò che aveva da insegnarmi, e non, giunto alla morte, scoprire di non aver vissuto. Non volevo vivere ciò che non era vita, la vita è cosi cara; né volevo praticare la rassegnazione se non fosse stato assolutamente necessario. Volevo vivere profondamente e succhiare tutto il midollo della vita, robustamente come gli spartani e sgominare tutto ciò che non era vita, falciare un'ampia zona e raderla a zero, mettere la vita in un angolo e ridurla ai minimi termini, e, se si fosse dimostrata meschina, afferrarne l'intera e genuina meschinità e proclamarla al mondo; o, se fosse stata sublime, sperimentarlo direttamente ed esser capace di darne un vero resoconto nella mia prossima escursione."

    October 03

    GIOVANI, CARINI E DISOCCUPATI

          Tempi di crisi a Houston per giovani diplomati che non riescono a trovare un equilibrio tra vita privata e ambizioni di carriera.

    Fortunata Lelaina che lavora per una tivù locale e che gira un video sugli amici.

    Troy, musicista a mezza giornata;

    Vickie, che divide la camera con lei;

    Sammy, sessualmente represso.