Ogni Giorno

A fine giornata bisognerebbe sempre chiedersi cosa resterebbe di essa tra tre, due, o anche un solo anno. Tanto per dare un senso a quello che abbiamo passato; per non perdere di vista, non dico la vita, ma qualcosa che gli si allontana non molto. E allora, cosa resterebbe di questa giornata, oltre alla pioggia furiosa di metà pomeriggio? Oltre le goccie grosse e pesanti che si allargavano solitarie sul prabrezza? O al colore scuro del cielo che si andava rannuvolando?
Troppo spesso dimentichiamo dove stiamo andando,o ci dimentichiamo verso cosa stiamo guardando, e rimaniamo distratti da cosa stiamo vedendo.

Cose da ricordare

L'importante è ridere

Corduroy

The waiting drove me mad...you're finally here and I'm a mess
I take your entrance back...can't let you roam inside my head
I don't want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than eat your bread...
I would rather run but I can't walk...
Guess I'll lie alone just like before...

I'll take the firmest path...oh, and I must refuse your test
A-push me and I will resist...this behavior’s not unique
I don't want to hear from those who know...
They can buy, but can't put on my clothes...
I don't want to limp for them to walk...
Never would have known of me before...
I don't want to be held in your debt...
And I'll pay it off in blood, let I be wed...
And I'm already cut up and half dead...
I'll end up alone like I began...

EVERYTHING HAS CHAINS... ABSOLUTELY NOTHING'S CHANGED...
TAKE MY HAND... NOT MY PICTURE... SPILLED MY TINCUTURE...

I don't want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than hit your breast...
All the things that others want for me...
Can't buy what I want because it's free...
Can't buy what I want because it's free...
Can't be what you want because I'm...

I ain't s'posed to be just fun
Oh, to live and die, let it be done
I figure I'll be damned, all alone like I began...

It's your move now...
I thought you were a friend, but I guess I, I guess I hate you...

Jordan