all i need (RADIOHEAD)

13 maggio 2008 ore 19:55 segnala

I'm the next act
waiting in the wings
I'm an animal
Trapped in your parked car
I am holidays
that you choose to ignore

You are all I need
You are all I need
I'm in the middle of your picture
Lying in the leaves

I am a moth
who just wants to share your light
I'm just an insect
trying to get out of the night

I only stick with you
because there are no others

You are all I need
You are all I need
I'm in the middle of your picture
Lying in the leaves

It's all wrong
It's all right
It's all wrong

Comfortably Numb

03 maggio 2008 ore 18:18 segnala

Hello,
Is there anybody in there
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home
Come on now
I hear you're feeling down
I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again
Relax
I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts

There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb

O.K.
Just a little pin prick
There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick
Can you stand up?
I do belive it's working, good
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
And I have become
Comfortably numb.
 

(Pink Floyd)

ONLY OF YOU (GREEN DAY)

25 aprile 2008 ore 19:24 segnala

I wish I could tell you 
But the words would come out wrong 
Oh if you only knew 
The way I felt for so long 
I know that we're worlds apart 
But I just don't seem to care 
These feelings in my heart 
Only with you I want to share 
The first time I caught a glimpse of you 
Then my thoughts were only of you 
I hope that when time goes by 
You will think the same about me 
Many nights awake I lie 
I only wish that you could see 
I know that we're only friends 
I hope this feeling never ends 
If I could only hold you 
It's the only thing I want to do

 

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titolo richiesto

23 aprile 2008 ore 21:34 segnala

sei troppo strana per vivere, troppo rara per morire.

from: (paura e delirio a las vegas)

to: delempicka

WILLIAM BURROUGHS

23 aprile 2008 ore 13:46 segnala
"Per quanto riguarda la mia personale, e assai scarsa esperienza, ci che mi par di sapere intorno al fenomeno della droga, il seguente dato di fatto: la droga sempre un surrogato. E precisamente un surrogato della cultura. Detta cos la cosa certo troppo lineare, semplice e anche generica. Ma le complicazioni realizzanti vengono quando si esaminano le cose da vicino. A un livello medio - riguardante 'tanti' - la droga viene a riempire un vuoto causato appunto dal desiderio di morte e che dunque un vuoto di cultura. Dunque noi oggi viviamo in un periodo storico in cui lo 'spazio' (o 'vuoto') per la droga enormemente aumentato. E perch? Perch la cultura in senso antropologico, 'totale', in Italia andata distrutta. Quindi i suoi valori e i suoi modelli tradizionali (uso qui questa parola nel senso migliore) o non contano pi o cominciano a non contare pi. [] Si tratta, insisto, della perdita dei valori di una intera cultura: valori che per non sono stati sostituiti da quelli di una nuova cultura (a meno che non ci si debba 'adattare', come del resto sarebbe tragicamente corretto, a considerare una 'cultura' il consumismo).[i]

 

 

(william burroughs)

shining

23 aprile 2008 ore 12:38 segnala
Wendy, forse bene che tu sappia che... quando passi da queste parti e mi interrompi, mi fai perdere la concentrazione, mi distrai capisci? E mi ci vuole un casino di tempo prima che io riesca a ritrovare il filo! Sono chiaro?