When I was a young boy
My mama said to me
There's only one girl in the world for you
And she probably lives in Tahiti
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Just to find her
Or maybe she's in the Bahamas
Where the Carribean sea is blue
Weeping in a tropical moonlit night
Because nobody's told her 'bout you
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Just to find her
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Find out where they hide her
Why am I hanging around in the rain out here
Trying to pick up a girl
Why are my eyes filling up with these lonely tears
When there're girls all over the world
Is she lying on a tropical beach somewhere
Underneath the tropical sun
Pining away in a heatwave there
Hoping that I won't be long
I should be lying on that sun-soaked beach with her
Caressing her warm brown skin
And then in a year or maybe not quite
We'll be sharing the same next of kin
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Just to find her
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Find out where they hide her
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Saturday, July 14, 2007
being nobody - going nowhere
"...io ripenso alle cose che ho scritto quando avevo dodici anni...e sto ancora cercando le stesse cose...
lo so...lo vedo...tutto intorno a me...ma si ferma alla mia pelle...non riesco a farlo entrare...è sempre stato così...e sarà sempre così...riesco a sentirlo in brevi momenti con J. perchè mi ama con tanta intensità...la stessa che avevano quelle persone che mi trattavano di merda..."
"...I think back to what I wrote when I was twelve...and I'm still searching for the same things...I know it...I can see it...it's all around me...but it ends on my skin...I can't let it inside...it has always been and it will always be like that...I can feel it sometimes with J. cause he loves me so deeply...the same way of the people who treated me like a shit..."
---I'm letting down...it seems like every choice I made has a comeback...I can see all my life and how my choices changed it...and how I changed other people's one...I made the wrong choice too many times...and now I'm here...I'm so lonesome I could cry...but it ain't no tears left...my heart is cold...
Hear the lonesome whiperwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
Im so lonesome I could cry
Ive never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind a cloud
To hide its face and cry
Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die
That means hes lost the will to live
Im so lonesome I could cry
The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
Im so lonesome I could cry
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Human Beings...
...many people forgot they are human being...this is not the main issue...that is a lot of people forgot they exist...
Sunday, May 20, 2007
Vashti Bunyan
...non sopporto la supponenza e il non avere coscienza del limite nell'uso delle parole...non rispetto chi non ha l'umiltà di affrontare un Discorso senza assolutizzarsi...non rispetto chi crede di conoscere...non sopporto chi non riesce a misurare una Parola...per questo scelgo il silenzio...per questo scelgo Lei...
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Thursday, March 22, 2007
The Room
"Everyone carries a room about inside them. This fact can be proved by means of the sense of hearing. If someone walks fast and one pricks up one's ears and listens, say at night, when everything round about is quiet, one hears, for instance, the rattling of a mirror not quite firmly fastened to the wall."
Franz Kafka
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