Sheets of empty canvas.
Untouched sheets of clay were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul. As the earth to the sun.
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn.
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything.
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore.
And now my bitter hands shade beneath the clouds of what was everything.
All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed every day.
I take a walk outside. I'm surrounded by some kids at play.
Oh, I can feel their laughter. Oh, so why do I sear?
Ooh, and twisted thoughts that spin around my head.
I'm spinning. Oh, I'm spinning.
How quick the sun can drop away.
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything.
All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed everything.
All the love gone bad turned my world to black.
Tattooed all I see. All that I am. All I'll be. Yeah.
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life.
I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky but why, why, why can't it be, oh, can't it be mine?
When I was young,
it seemed that life was so wonderful,
a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees,
well they'd be singing so happily,
so joyfully, so playfully watching me.
But then they send me away to teach
me how to be sensible,
so logical, responsible, practical.
And they showed me a world
where I could be so dependable,
so clinical, intellectual, cynical.
There are times when all the world's asleep,
the questions run too deep
for such a simple man.
Won't you please,
please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd
but please tell me who I am.
Watch what you say
or they'll be calling you a radical,
a liberal, fanatical, criminal.
Won't you sign up your name,
we'd like to feel you're
acceptable, respectable, presentable, a vegetable!
At night, when all the world's asleep,
the questions run so deep
for such a simple man.
Won't you please,
please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd
but please tell me who I am.
Who I am.
Who I am.
Who I am.
Who I am.
Lift me up on my honor
Take me over this spell
Get this weight off my shoulder
I've carried it well
Loose these shackles of pressure
Shake me out of these chains
Lead me not to temptation
Hold my hand harder
Ease my mind
Roll down the smoke-screen
Open the sky
Let me fly
Man I need a release from this troublesome mind (troubles of mine?)
Fix my feet when they're stumblin'
And well you know it hurts sometimes
You know it's gonna bleed sometimes
Dig me out from this thorn tree
Help me bury my shame
Keep my eyes from the fire
They can't handle the flame
Race cried out for my brothers
But most of them failed
I carried it well
Let me fly
Man I need a release from this troublesome mind (troubles of mine?)
Fix my feet when they're stumblin'
I guess you know it hurts sometimes
You know it's gonna bleed sometimes
Now hold on
I'm not lookin' for sweet talk
I'm lookin' for time
Top a tower and sleep walk
Brother 'cause it hurts sometimes
You know it's gonna bleed sometimes
Hold on
You know it's gonna hurt sometimes
When you call on me, hold on
Hold on
Hold on
I’m gonna fly that symphony home and make it mine
Let his resonance light my way
See all these pessimistic sufferers
Tend to drag me down
So I could use it to shelter what good I've found
Why you want to take me to this party and breathe
I'm dying to leave
Every time we grind we know we severed lines
Where have all those flowers gone
Long time passing
Why you keep me testing, keep me tasking
You keep on asking
Toy-like people make me boy-like
Toy-like people make me boy-like
They're invisible, when the trip it flips
They get physical, way below my lips
And everything you got hoi-polloi like
Now you're lost and you're lethal
And now's about the time you gotta leave all
These good people...
Dream on.
La Song.
...e tre scomode presenze oggi...Tentazione, Ossessione ed Illusione.