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Tuesday, April 18, 2006 - ore 15:55


Caleidoscopio
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")





I vetri rotti tagliano. Sono insidiosi. Fanno male.
Ma io ci gioco... rigiro nelle mani quel caleidoscopio che è la mia vita e ammiro i nuovi disegni che, inaspettatamente, mi si formano davanti agli occhi togliendomi il fiato.
E’ un’eterna sorpresa. E’ il motivo per cui adoro stare al mondo!






"Death Cab For Cutie
I Was A Kaleidoscope"

I put on my overcoat and walked into winter - my teeth chattered rhythms
And they were grouped in twos or threes, like a morse code message was sent from me to me. cars on slippery slopes, they’re stuck...
People pushing through their mittens as i was beginning to feel it soaking through my shoes, getting colder with every step i took to your apartment, dear.

And i was a kaleidoscope... the snow on my lenses distorting the image of what was only one of you and i didn’t know which one to address as all your lips moved.

This is when i forget breathe all the things i scripted, they sound unfounded.
And the look that you’re giving me, it tells me exactly what you are thinking...
"this ain’t working anymore."

They got their mothers worked into a panic
Sledding down hills into oncoming traffic
The parents layered clothes until the children couldn’t move then kept them outside til their noises were blue and I got left there, too.

I put on my overcoat and walked into winter, my teeth chattered rhythms.
And they were grouped in twos or threes like a morse code message was sent from me to me.



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