City Sickness – 189
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“City Sickness – 189″
Milano, Italy, Oct. 2012
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Travel light: Three lamps and the electric co.
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“Travel light: Three lamps and the electric co.”
Los Angeles, CA, USA, Aug. 1994
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I’m overcoming gravity
…Looking in my own eyes (hey lord),
I can’t find the love I want,
Someone better slap me,
Before I start to rust,
Before I start to decompose,
Looking in my rear view mirror,
Looking in my rear view mirror,
I can make it disappear,
I can make it disappear (have no fear),
I like pleasure spiked with pain and music is my aeroplane,
It’s my aeroplane,
Songbird sweet and sour Jane and,
music is my aeroplane,
It’s my aeroplane,
pleasure spiked with pain,
that motherfuckers always spiked with pain,
Sitting in my kitchen (hey girl),
I’m turning into dust again,
My melancholy baby,
The star of mazzy must,
Push her voice inside of me,
I’m overcoming gravity,
I’m overcoming gravity,
(It’s easy when you’re sad to be,)
It’s easy when you’re sad, sad like me…
_ Red Hot Chili Peppers (Aeroplane, excerpt) _
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“I’m overcoming gravity”
Lake of Lecco, Italy, March. 2014
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City Sickness – 188
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“City Sickness – 188″
Milano, Italy, March 2013
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Dream LXI
Truth from the asphalt
Stars who promise something that can’t bring
Great withering beauties
Dreaming of being somewhere else, an unknown place
Topics we dealt with for duty
Without destination, no sins
The bare shoulder of white skin, looking into the dream
Every moment is part of your life, like a point after another form a continuous line
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Everything you’ve said and done
How much precious time have been wasted?
Running, not knowing
Why?
I’m nothing
The glass is half full, perhaps
I have all the grains of a desert sand to count
And still a dream left.
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La verità dell’asfalto
Stelle che promettono qualcosa che non potranno mantenere
Grandi bellezze che sfioriscono
Sognare di essere da un’altra parte, un dove che non si conosce
Argomenti affrontati per dovere
Senza destinazione, senza colpe
La spalla scoperta, la pelle bianca, lo sguardo dentro al sogno
Ogni istante è la tua vita, come un punto dietro l’altro formano una linea continua
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Tutto quello che hai detto, quello che hai fatto
Quanto prezioso tempo sprecato
Correre, senza sapere
Perché?
Io non sono niente
Il bicchiere è mezzo pieno, forse
Ho tutti i granelli di sabbia del deserto da contare
E ancora un sogno.
_ Hugh S. Graves _
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“Dream LXI”
Milano, Italy, Jan. 2014
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Am I really sinking this low?
Where do we go from here?
The words are coming out all weird
Where are you now, when I need you
Alone on an aeroplane
Fall asleep on against the window pane
My blood will thicken
I need to wash myself again to hide all the dirt and pain
‘Cause I’d be scared that there’s nothing underneath
But who are my real friends?
Have they all got the bends?
Am I really sinking this low?
My baby’s got the bends, oh no
We don’t have any real friends, no, no, no
Just lying in the bar with my drip feed on
Talking to my girlfriend, waiting for something to happen
I wish it was the sixties, I wish we could be happy
I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen
(…)
I wanna live, breathe
I wanna be part of the human race
I wanna live, breathe
I wanna be part of the human race, race, race, race
Where do we go from here?
The words are coming out all weird
Where are you now when I need you?
_ Radiohead (The bends, excerpt) _
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“Am I really sinking this low?”
On an aeroplane flying over England, Feb. 2012
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City Sickness – 187
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“City Sickness – 187″
Milano, Italy, April 2013
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