Sbraaa, 30 anni
spritzino di Galliera Veneta
CHE FACCIO? Programmatore
Sono sistemato
[ SONO OFFLINE ]
[
PROFILONE ]
[
SCRIVIMI ]
STO LEGGENDO
un fottuto documento pdf inerente il mio inverecondo lavoro!
HO VISTO
passare un gatto nero, e ora le mie mani giacciono inerti allaltezza del fallo!
STO ASCOLTANDO
Metal! che altro potrei ascoltare?
ABBIGLIAMENTO del GIORNO
Tergiversiamo va!
ORA VORREI TANTO...
che nessuno mi smerigliasse lo scroto!
...ma soprattutto
STO STUDIANDO...
il modo di uccidere "Tanardo" senza essere incriminato!
OGGI IL MIO UMORE E'...
Fucking Hostile!
ORA VORREI TANTO...
ORA VORREI TANTO...
ORA VORREI TANTO...
PARANOIE
Nessuna scelta effettuata
MERAVIGLIE
Nessuna scelta effettuata
(questo BLOG è stato visitato 7473 volte)
ULTIMI 10 VISITATORI:
ospite, ospite, ospite, ospite, ospite, ospite, ospite, ospite, ospite, ospite
[ ELENCO ULTIMI COMMENTI RICEVUTI ]
Tuesday, March 27, 2007 - ore 09:55
Savatage - Alone You Breathe
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
You were never one for waiting
Still I always thought you’d wait for me
Have you from your dream awakened
And from where you are what do you see
Which of us is now in exile
Which in need of amnesty
Are you now but an illusion
In my mind alone you breathe
You believed in things that I will never know
You were out there drowning but it never showed
Till inside a rain swept night you just let go
You’re thrown it all away
And now we’ll never see
The ending of the play
The grand design
The final line
And what was meant to be
In the dark a distant runner
Now has disappeared into the night
Leaving us to stand and wonder
Staring from this end into your life
You believed in things that I will never know
You were out there drowning but it never showed
Till inside a rain swept night you just let go
You’ve thrown it all away
And now we’ll never see
The ending of the play
The grand design
The final line
And what was meant to be
And if this is all illusion
Nothing more than pure delusion
Clinging to a fading fantasy
Like Icarus who heeds the calling
Of a sun but now is falling
As the feathers of his life fall free
Can you see
See
Tomorrow
And after
You tell me what am I to do
I stand here
Believing
That in the dark
There is a clue
Perhaps inside
This midnight sky
Perhaps tomorrow’s new born eyes
Or then again
We’ll never know
And after all
This was the show
What am I to do
Gotta get back
Gotta get back
Gotta get back
What am I to do
Gotta get back
Gotta get back
Gotta get back
What am I to do
Standing on a dream
Isn’t what it seems
Could we then reclaim a dream refused
Knowing what we know
Could we let it go
Realizing that all the years are used
Tomorrow and after
You tell me what am I to do
I stand here believing
That in the dark there is a clue
I am the way
I am the light
I am the dark inside the night
I hear your hopes
I feel your dreams
And in the dark I hear your screams
Tomorrow and after
You tell me what am I to do
I stand here believing
That in the dark there is a clue
LEGGI I COMMENTI (2)
PERMALINK
