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Morning comes too early
and nighttime falls too late
And sometimes all I want to do
is wait
The shadow Ive been hiding
in has fled from me today

I know its easier to walk away than look it in the eye
But I will raise a shelter to the sky
And beneath this
Star tonight Ill lie
She will slowly yield the light
As I awaken from the longest night

Dreams are shaking
Set sirens waking up tired eyes
With the light memories all rush into his head

By a candle stands a mirror
Of his heart and soul she dances
She was dancing through the night above his bed

And walking to the window
He throws the shutters out
Against the wall
And from an ivory tower
hears her call
let the light surround you

Its been a long, long time
Hes had awhile to hink it over
In the end he only sees the change
Light to dark
Dark to light
Light to dark
Dark to light

Heaven must be more than this
When angels waken with a kiss
Sacred hearts wont take the pain
But mine will never be the same

He stands before the window
His shadow slowly fading
from the wall
And from an ivory tower
he hears her call
let the light surround you

Once lost but I was found
When I heard the stained glass shatter all around me
I sent the spirits tumbling
down the hill
But I will hold this one on high above me still
I once could see but now at last
Im blind

I know its easier to walk away
than look it in the eye
But I had given all than I could take
And now Ive only habits
left to break
Tonight Ill still be lying here
Surrounded in all the light


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Tuesday, November 01, 2005 - ore 19:04


IERI SERA...
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")


bča bča festa!!! nn credo di essere comparso in qualke foto.. ma adesso ci do un’occhiata
Nn avendo il costume da halloween ho pensato bene xň di darmi lo smalto nero sulle unghie
Faceva molto BRYAN MOLKO!!!!

Ma ho come l’impressione di nn assomigliargli neanca un fiŕ!!!!

Per il resto, un ringraziamento particolare ai comagni di viaggio Cesca-80 & Sevan


e un applauso alle tante nuove persone ke ho conosciuto.. ma ke ricordo solo queste:

Petra & Pupy


Sabry8 (finalmente! ) & Chiar@


Pesciolino,

grazie x avermi fatto indossare + volte il tuo stupendo copricapo

Luna8

... vabbč... nn mi ricordo +


UPdate! ho conosciuto anke la Valevally

Ke al momento di farle scrivere la mia Nicketichetta nn č servito dirle niente xchč mi aveva giŕ riconosciuto dalla foto del profilone


UPdate nr. 2! ho conosciuto anke la Blondy

la quale giustamente mi ha precisato ke il mettersi le corna addosso di propria volontŕ nn č poi cosě grave

E POI, alle 4.00 p.m, lungo il viale oscuro ke dalla cascina portava all’auto, notammo un’angusta presenza ke assunse la vaga forma di GINO PONGO . "abbiamo bevuto troppo" ci siamo detti...
Macchč... a quanto pare era proprio lui!



E finchč l’auto ci riportava a Caselle city e la CESCA ripeteva "mamma ke bomba hop preso ragazzi ", la strada di apriva innanzia a noi, al fragore delle note di...

HOLLOW YEAR
He’s just a kind of man
You hear about
Who leaves his family for
An easy out
They never said a word
He couldn’t take another day

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
Walk me across the water
And maybe you’ll understand

Once the stone
You’re crawling under
Is lifted
Off your shoulders
Once you head disapears
The noise that you’ll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

She’s not the kind of girl
You hear about
She’ll never want another
She’ll never be without
She’ll give you all the signs
She’ll tell you everything
Then turn around and walk away

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
Walk me across the water
And maybe you’ll understand

Once the stone
You’re crawling under
Is lifted off your shoulders
Once the cloud that’s raining
Over you head disappears
The noise that you’ll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
Walk me across the water
And maybe you’ll understand

Once the stone
You’re crawling under
Is lifted off your shoulders
Once the cloud that’s raining
Over you head disappears
The noise that you’ll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years.


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