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Magazzini Generali
"Donaccia"
Summer 2007
...quanto mi manca!!!
"Maybe I just wanna fly wanna live don't wanna die maybe I just wanna breathe maybe I just don't believe maybe you're the same as me we see things they'll never see YOU AND I ARE GONNA LIVE FOREVER" Oasis
CEMETERIES OF LONDON
At night they would go walking
`till the breaking of the day
the morning is for sleeping
through the dark streets they go searching
to see god in their own way
save the night time for your weeping
your weeping
Singing lalalalalaiy
and the night over London lay
So we rode down to the river
where Victorian ghosts pray
for the curses to be broken
we go underneath the arches
where the witches are and they say
there are ghost towns in the ocean
the ocean
Singing lalalalalaiy
and the night over London lay
God is in the houses
and god is in my head
and all the cemeteries in Londobn
I see god come in my garden
but I don`t know what he said
for my heart it wasn`t open
not open
Singing lalalalalaiy
and the night over London lay
Singing lalalalalaiy
there`s no light over London today
`till the breaking of the day
the morning is for sleeping
through the dark streets they go searching
to see god in their own way
save the night time for your weeping
your weeping
Singing lalalalalaiy
and the night over London lay
So we rode down to the river
where Victorian ghosts pray
for the curses to be broken
we go underneath the arches
where the witches are and they say
there are ghost towns in the ocean
the ocean
Singing lalalalalaiy
and the night over London lay
God is in the houses
and god is in my head
and all the cemeteries in Londobn
I see god come in my garden
but I don`t know what he said
for my heart it wasn`t open
not open
Singing lalalalalaiy
and the night over London lay
Singing lalalalalaiy
there`s no light over London today
Ho sempre tenuto 1 diario, da quando ero piccola...1 specie di modo per annotare ciò ke mi succedeva, per fissare le varie fasi della mia vita. I fogli bianki hanno 1 attrattiva particolare per me, ogni volta ke ne ho 1 davanti è come se una voce arcana mi sussurri "riempimi"..ed è quello ke faccio, riempio quel rettangolo bianco di tutte le mie parole, delle mie inquietudini, incertezze, dei miei pensieri e delle mie esperienze. In questa maniera mi sfogo senza essere giudicata da nessuno, solo da me stessa e cerco di fare chiarezza fra le mille sensazioni contrastanti ke molto spesso si affollano nella mia mente e nel mio cuore.
Ora ho deciso di farlo qui..anke se questa non è esattamente 1 foglio su cui far scorrere fiumi d'inchiosto e devo digitare le lettere su 1 tastiera, in fondo, anke se "elettronico", è pur sempre 1 foglio vuoto, e kiede di venire riempito!
Ora ho deciso di farlo qui..anke se questa non è esattamente 1 foglio su cui far scorrere fiumi d'inchiosto e devo digitare le lettere su 1 tastiera, in fondo, anke se "elettronico", è pur sempre 1 foglio vuoto, e kiede di venire riempito!
12-apr-2008
Magazzini Generali
MY BEST FRIEND
"Donaccia"
"EVERYTHING IS OPEN, NOTHING IS SET IN STONE..."
...già, tutto è aperto, nulla è immobile...
Questa, kiamiamola così, "sezione" del mio blog, o meglio della mia "nuvola" è dedicata a ciò ke è continuamente in movimento, ke cambia, si evolve, si modifica, cresce o semplicemente scorre...Come i pensieri, le idee, le sensazioni, le situazioni ke saranno gli abitanti di questo mio piccolo infinito spazio...
Questa, kiamiamola così, "sezione" del mio blog, o meglio della mia "nuvola" è dedicata a ciò ke è continuamente in movimento, ke cambia, si evolve, si modifica, cresce o semplicemente scorre...Come i pensieri, le idee, le sensazioni, le situazioni ke saranno gli abitanti di questo mio piccolo infinito spazio...
MY DEGREE
Summer 2007
VIOLET HILL
Was a long and dark December
from the rooftops I remember
there was snow
white snow
Clearly I remember
from the windows they where watching
while we froze down below
When the future's architectured
by a carnival of idiots on show
you'd better lie low
If you love me
won't you let me know?
Was a long and dark December
when the banks became cathedrals
and the fog
became God
Priests clutched onto bibles
and went out to fit their rifles
and the cross was held aloft
Bury me in honor
when I'm dead and hit the ground
a love back home unfolds
If you love me
won't you let e know?
I don't want to be a soldier
with the captain of some sinking ship
with snow, far below
So if you love me
won't you let me know?
If you love me
won't you let me know?
from the rooftops I remember
there was snow
white snow
Clearly I remember
from the windows they where watching
while we froze down below
When the future's architectured
by a carnival of idiots on show
you'd better lie low
If you love me
won't you let me know?
Was a long and dark December
when the banks became cathedrals
and the fog
became God
Priests clutched onto bibles
and went out to fit their rifles
and the cross was held aloft
Bury me in honor
when I'm dead and hit the ground
a love back home unfolds
If you love me
won't you let e know?
I don't want to be a soldier
with the captain of some sinking ship
with snow, far below
So if you love me
won't you let me know?
If you love me
won't you let me know?
NOEL
NOEL & LIAM
mi favourite web sites
TAKE THE TIME TO MAKE SOME SENSE
OF WHAT TOU WANNA SAY
AND CAST YOUR WORDS AWAY UPON THE WAVES
SAIL THEM ALL WITH AQIESCE
ON A SHIP OF HOPE TODAY
AND AS THEY LAND UON THE SHAWN
TELL THEM NOT TO FEAR NO MORE
SAY IT LOUD AND SING IT PROUD TODAY
AND THEN DANCE IF YOU WANNA DANCE
PLEASE BROTHER TAKE A CHANCE
YOU KNOW THEY WANNA GO
WHICH WAY THEY WANNA GO
ALL WE KNOW IS THAT WE DON'T WNOW
HOW IT'S GONNA BE
PLEASE BROTHER LET IT BE
LAY FROM THE OTHER HAND
ONE MAKE YOU UNDERSTAND WE'RE ALL PART OF A MASTERPLAN...
...IL MIO MARE
...quanto mi manca!!!
...IT'S A BITTERSWEET SIMPHONY THAT'S LIFE
...trying to make ends meet...
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