...just me on saturday morning...

.....total black look...
driving on the highway...
Pink Floyd songs
dancing inside my car...
a lonely sky
like a silent witness...

dreaming about Paris
dreamin' about disappearing...
just for few days
man without a face
dust surrounded by dust
in a strange,
anonymous place...

Passeggiando per Verona...notte...Castelvecchio...

I ragazzi che si amano by Jacques Prevert

I ragazzi che si amano si baciano in piedi
Contro le porte della notte

E i passanti che passano li segnano a dito
Ma i ragazzi che si amano

Non ci sono per nessuno
Ed è la loro ombra soltanto

Che trema nella notte
Stimolando la rabbia dei passanti

La loro rabbia il loro disprezzo le risa la loro invidia

I ragazzi che si amano non ci sono per nessuno

Essi sono altrove molto più lontano della notte
Molto più in alto del giorno

Nell'abbagliante splendore del loro primo amore

;

Straight No Chaser




always be there face i live with
always be there face i live with
abscess memory with broken fingers
all the fallen down angels raw pain distress
it's all
in the way we know that we could have it all
some
satellites of pain can't always be ignored
war on all sides
war on all sides

drink life as it comes straight no chaser
life as it comes straight no chaser
climb inside you away from strangers
building a system of alleys and motorways
it's all
in the way we know
we could have it all
some
satellites of pain can't always be ignored
it's all in the face of what we thought we knew before
war on all sides
war on all sides
war on all sides

keep on driving hair left morning wet
there's nothing like losing you
there's nothing like losing you
there's nothing like losing you
there's nothing like losing you