Monday 1 October 2007

Sally's Song

I sense there's something in the wind
That feels like tragedy's at hand
And though I'd like to stand by him
Can't shake this feeling that I have

The worst is just around the bend
And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it's not to be

What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I'd like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud

Try as I may, it doesn't last
And will we ever end up together?
no, I think not, it's never to become
For I am not the one

Danny Elfman

Friday 28 September 2007

Fuochi nella notte (di San Giovanni)

Parlano piano al sole le ombre stanche di rumorose rabbie e infinite
Lunghe di sterminati fili in lunga fila sorde ai tonfi di corpi che vengono abbattuti
Tra poco arrossa il cielo della sera sospeso tra azzurri spazi gelidi e lande desolate
Tu quietami i pensieri e le mani e in questa veglia pacificami il cuore

Cosi' vanno le cose, cosi' devono andare
Cosi' vanno le cose, cosi' devono andare

S'alzano sotto cieli spenti
I canti di chi è nato alla terra ora
Di volontà focoso e speranze
E da energie costretto e si muove
Alla danza danza danza danza

Festa stanotte di misere tribù sparse impotenti
Di nuclei solitari che è raro di vedere ancora insieme
E s'alzano i canti e si muove la danza
E s'alzano i canti e si muove la danza

Muoiono i preti rinsecchiti e vecchi
E muoiono i pastori senza mandrie
Spaventati i guerrieri, persi alla meta i viaggiatori
La saggezza è impazzita
Non sa l'intelligenza
La ragione è nel torto
Conscia l'ingenuità, ma non tacciono i canti
E si muove la danza

Tu quietami i pensieri e le mani e in questa veglia pacificami il cuore

Cosi' vanno le cose, cosi' devono andare
Chi c'è c'è e chi non c'è non c'è
Chi è stato è stato e chi è stato non è
E s'alzano i canti e si muove la danza
Danza danza danza danza


CSI

Mrs. O

Oh mrs. O
will you tell us where the naughty children go
will you show
how the sky turned white and everybody froze
heaven knows how they got into the fireplace
but everybody's saying grace
and trying to keep a happy face

and oh mrs. O
can you teach us how to keep from getting cold
out we go and you watch us as we face the falling snow
what a show with our hairdryers aimed heavenwards
and fifty foot extension cords
you really have a way with words

the truth can't save you now
the sky is falling down
watch the vultures count the hours
april trains may bring strange showers

and oh mrs. O
will you tell about the time they made you go
all alone to the palace where they took your only clothes
we all know
there's no hell and no hiroshima
chernobyl was a cover up
the world is really all in love

oh mrs. O

will you leave us hanging now that we are grown
up and old
will you kill me if i say i told you so
we all know
ther'es no hitler and no holocaust
no winter and no santa clause
and yes virginia all because
the truth cant save you now
the sky is falling down
everything they ever told us
shakes our faith and breaks their promise
but you can stop the truth from leaking
if you never stop believing......

The Dresden Dolls

Tuesday 25 September 2007

Moonchild


Call her moonchild
Dancing in the shallows of a river
Lovely moonchild
Dreaming in the shadow
Of the willow.

Talking to the trees of the
Cobweb strange
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain
Waving silver wands to the
Night-birds song
Waiting for the sun on the mountain.

Shes a moonchild
Gathering the flowers in a garden.
Lovely moonchild
Drifting on the echoes of the hours.

Sailing on the wind
In a milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek
With the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sun child.

King Crimson