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jaspersjoke
scrivo scrivo scrivo scrivo ...Cosa sono? Una rapa con un po' di barba...l'incompletezza come stile di vita
24 gennaio 2007
grazie Billy...
...We were sure we'd never see an end to it all And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues And we don't know Just where our bones will rest To dust I guess Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below...



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27 settembre 2005
"Big me to talk about it I could stand to prove If we can get around it I know that it’s true"



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4 agosto 2005
...ne avrei bisogno
Stretch out and wait stretch out and wait Let your puny body lie down lie down



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24 luglio 2005
O
[love] we shine like (a man will crawl a man will fall) burning stars (from the sheer face of love) we're falling from the sky...(like a fly on a wall) it's not a secret baby...



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5 giugno 2005
Ricordi un tempo che fu?
...I was just guessing with numbers and figures putting the puzzles apart... questions of science, science and progress don't speak as loud as my heart tell me you love me come back and hold me oh I'll rush to the start running in a circle chasing up our tales...



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3 giugno 2005
...eat, drink and be merry cause tomorrow we die...



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25 maggio 2005
A
...she fell in love in the first place... [credevi ciò che non poteva essere]



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25 maggio 2005
per chi guarda film in compagnia e sogna di amare di lì a poco ...
When you think you've found something worth holding on to But you're reaching for attention Hoping she would notice you Collecting bottles and throwin' away cans Like she was returnable One day would refill your hands How she loved you All you imagined Fit so well into your plans Maybe one day soon It'll all come out How you dream about each other sometimes With the memory of How you once gave up But you made it through the troubled times I lie awake every hour in your room Rollin' with emotion Waitin' 'til it's opportune Sittin there watching time fly past you Why do tomorrow What you could never do How she loved you All you imagine All the shit you put her through Baby one day soon It'll all come out How you dream about each other sometimes With the memory of How you once gave up But you made it through the troubled times It takes a lot of nerve To ask how she is doin' Start living weak foundation You were indinuance The way the days and hours pass You never understand Fallin' like rain through your hands



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23 maggio 2005
nuova settimana...oggi comincia il resto della tua vita
up here in my tree, newspapers matter not to me, no more crowbars to my head, i'm tradin' stories with leaves instead...



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11 maggio 2005
...'giorno
the cut-rate mime walking through the dirty streets of paris in the hot august heat sun melting the fake smile away just looking for a place to stay the actress gave up all her old dreams and traded up now she is a queen royal families don't have time for that shit your crystal ball - you keep it hid the tractor-trailer driver radios: help me someone i'm out here all alone truck driving the black night away praying for the light of day the kid in the mall works at hawt dawg on a stick his hat is a funny shape his heart is a brick taking your order he will look away he doesn't have a thing to say but me i'm feeling pretty good as of now i'm not so sure when i got here or how sun melting the fake smile away i think, you know, i'll be okay



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11 maggio 2005
"mi chiedi ancora cosa c'è ma se sei triste come me o no... può capitare...e meno male che... non stavi bene neanche te in quello schifo di locale almeno qui fuori si può respirare parlare senza urlare e nella notte camminare... soli io e te..." [e la pellicola scorre libera...cambio i sensi di lettura... li adeguo al tuo sorriso...e per un attimo, nel buio, qualcosa si smuove e grida "Ti manca, eh?"]



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5 maggio 2005
[Irlanda...Irlanda...Irlanda...Howth...lei lei lei lei] Ho sognato che il vento dell'ovest mi prendeva leggero per mano mi posava alla fine del mondo tra isole e terre lontane camminavo al tuo fianco sul molo guardavamo le barche passare mi cantavi una musica dolce più dolce del canto del mare



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4 maggio 2005
"...love, orange sky above lighting your way there's nothing to fear..."



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26 aprile 2005
[ma sono bravo a fare surf anche sulle onde basse] "E allora venghino signori, venghino! In questa bellissima plaza ricca di vile spectaculo! Ah, la vita è crudele e la storia racconta così..."



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15 aprile 2005
Giuliodorme
"Prima o poi tu mi farai impazzire..." [questo verso non passa mai nonostante le stagioni...]



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10 aprile 2005
Domenica mattina...e penso a te
If I could look beyond your face And photograph your hidden place Would I find you smiling in the picture I don’t know what you want Because you don’t know So what’s the point of asking You’re almost happy Almost content But your head hurts Far too many ways to go We learn so much but never know Where to look Or when we should stop looking I can love the whole of you. The poetry I stole from you And hide inside my stomach You’re almost happy Almost content But your head hurts It’s easy to get lost in you And fall asleep inside of you I want to return to you A reason to be here A reason to be here No, I don’t know what you want As you don’t know So what’s the point of asking You’re almost happy Almost content But your head hurts You’re almost happy You’re almost content But your head hurts



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7 aprile 2005
"E mi domando perchè ti dovrei cercare tutte le volte che passi e ti fermi lontano da me" [dopo attenta riflessione comprendo che alla fine, e non senza colpo ferire, riprenderò tutto...tutto...ma ora...calma]



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4 aprile 2005
[canzoni di prima mattina...inoltrata] "E se quando torno sarò livido e i soldi avranno fatto i solchi sul mio viso la foto ti dirà quello che sono stato ma non devi piangere...mai"



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2 aprile 2005
...just cause You feel it it doesn't make no sense... (to you...you know who you are)



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15 marzo 2005
Questa Italia non c'è si è suicidata si è specchiata troppo e si è ammalata Si è specchiata nella tele pensando fosse il mare e tutti si sono convinti forse è la sola cosa da fare Spazio al cinema alla musica ed alla cultura basta che sia d'uso intero praticamente spazzatura Ed io dovrei aver paura Ed io dovrei aver paura Ed io dovrei aver paura ...ma sono un ragazzo morto e niente mi fa paura



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14 marzo 2005
...un pensiero che scivola bene su un paio di linee ...tarda mattinata.... "All this time, I still remember everything you said, there's so much you promised, how could I ever forget. Listen, you know I love you, but I'm playing for keeps, although I need you, I'm not gonna make this, you know I want to, but I'm in too deep"



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27 febbraio 2005
...è così che va
"Hey, I ain't never coming Home Hey, I'll just wander my own road Hey, I can't meet you here tomorrow Say goodbye don't follow Misery so hollow Hey you, you're livin' Life full throttle Hey you, pass me down that Bottle, yeah Hey you, you can't shake Me round now I get so lost and don't Know how And it hurts to care, I'm Going down Forgot my woman, lost my Friends Things I'd done and where I've been Sleep in sweat the mirrors Cold See my face it's growin' Old Scared to death no reason Why Do whatever to get me by Think about the things I Said Read the page it's cold And dead [...]"



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18 febbraio 2005
grazie Vedder...tu sai come descrivere certe cose... I have not been home since you left long ago I’m thumbing my way back to heaven Counting steps, walking backwards on the road I’m counting my way back to heaven I can’t be free with what’s locked inside of me If there was a key, you took it in your hand There’s no wrong or right, but I’m sure there’s good and bad The questions linger overhead No matter how cold the winter, there’s a springtime ahead I’m thumbing my way back to heaven I wish that I could hold you I wish that I had Thinking ’bout heaven I let go of a rope, thinking that’s what held me back And in time I’ve realized, it’s now wrapped around my neck I can’t see what’s next, from this lonely overpass Hang my head and count my steps, as another car goes past All the rusted signs we ignore throughout our lives Choosing the shiny ones instead I turned my back, now there’s no turning back No matter how cold the winter, there’s a springtime ahead I smile, but who am I kidding? I’m just walking the miles, every once in a while I’ll get a ride I’m thumbing my way back to heaven Thumbing my way back to heaven I’m thumbing my way back to heaven...



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15 febbraio 2005
troppo tempo per pagare...
Nobody's been comin round your way Have you been hearing wat they say? They were your buddies yesterday But you took too long to pay Have you heard the latest news about a cat that got slapped and bashed and bruised Yeah, I wouldn't wanna be in his shoes Now the kid's got fuckall to lose broken friendships too hard to mention ran round in venture only invention as we step from old to new Andy knows we always wanted to didgereedoo All those kids who were your mates You've let them sitting on their hate When you're asleep or you're awake You cannot hide from your mistake Has he checked the fresh tickets? get my fuckin money or you get my fuckin fist personality switchin' twitchin Like the girls in the swinger dimension boy's in major shit now Hasn't even got a little bit now cuz he was out on the town knockin boots down spendin all his money and throwin it around Nobody's been comin round your way Have you been hearing wat they say? They were your buddies yesterday But you took way too long to pay All the kids who were your mates You've let them sitting on their hate When you're asleep or you're awake You cannot hide from your mistake Have you seen where stevie's been? Well, i've seen him round the way, If you know wat i mean... where? well, he was at the club last night drinkin with a girl and she looked a bit alright What the fuck is he doin? Spending all my money on a girl now im screwin I only ticked him for a favour and he pays me back with that kinda behaviour? And that just seems to be the way things go down just enjoyance with a bird to an old motel lets get paid lets just get paid And that just seems to be the way things go down just enjoyance with a bird to an old motel lets get paid lets just get paid And that just seems to be the way things go down just enjoyance with a bird to an old motel lets get paid lets just get paid



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7 febbraio 2005
La mia danza
"Ed adesso tocca a me inizia la danza e se non vi piace non ha più importanza la dedico a te che amavi il rumore ad una spilla da balia ficcata nel cuore questo mondo morirà (io lo spero) poga in faccia alla città (io ci credo)" Formiche nell'Orto



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"If you're so funny, then why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so clever, then why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so very entertaining, then why are your own tonight?
If you're so very good looking, why do you sleep alone tonight?
I know, because tonight is just like any other night,
It's why you're own tonight."