Monday, February 14, 2005

domenica..

tre laptop, un iPod, latex, pizza, pomodori, the nero e infuso di cannella, cioccolata, ciambelle, pioggia e vento, pigiami stesi ad asciugare, coperte di lana a coprire i piedi, calzerotti colorati, termosifoni bollenti, articoli, libri, blocchi, penne, frutta, cielo grigio e poi viola, spezie, croci sull'impasto, mollette nei capelli, pantofole, jeans scoloriti e maglioni larghi, lingerie sexy, bottiglie di passito vuote, romanzi con le pagine piene di orecchie, guide turistiche di scoziaegittospagnacinaportogallocaliforniaturchia, mappa planetaria appesa al muro, fogli coperti di conti e formule, cicche di sigarette, poster di van gogh, calendario che vola via troppo velocemente, caricabatterie, ombrettiefondotinta, bagnoschiumaeshampoo, tre phon, quattro spazzolini verdi, una befana a cavallo di una scopa vicino ad un albero di natale di carta e vischio secco, una zucca di cartone, una lampada rossa, una sveglia azzurra, ginseng e guarana', muesli e biscotti al cioccolato, latte intero e latte di soia, senape, stivali, scarpe da running, zaini da laptop, valige mai disfatte, vocabolari di inglese e portoghese, briciole, bicchieri vuoti, tre stanze piene di sogni e fatica..

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Manic Street Preachers - A Song For Departure

And all the masks I carry on my face
For you, for another
Some calm and then some grace
But once within a long and broken night
A face like mine, bereft of dreams and white

This is a song, this is a song
a song for a departure
This is a song
This is a song, this is a song
a song to take you homewards
This is a song

Maybe this strangeness only ever was
To hide ourselves from some kind of happiness
But always the moment it just seems to stay
Tearing it off like so many calendar days

This is a song, this is a song
a song for a departure
This is a song
This is a song, this is a song
a song to break your heart to
This is a song

This is a song, this is a song
a song for broken lovers
This is a song
This is a song, this is a song
a song to take you homewards
This is a song
This is a song, this is a song
a song to break your heart to
This is a song

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Alanis Morrissette - That I Would Be Good

That I would be good even if I did nothing
That I would be good even if I got the thumbs down
That I would be good if I got and stayed sick
That I would be good even if I gained ten pounds

That I would be fine even if I went bankrupt
That I would be good if I lost my hair and my youth
That I would be great if I was no longer Queen
That I would be grand if I was not all knowin

That I would be loved even when I numb myself
That I would be good even when I am overwhelmed
That I would be loved even when I was fuming
That I would be good even if I was clingy

That I would be good even if I lost sanity
That I would be good
Whether with or without you..