A new start
Starting now I’ll never know your name
Starting now I’ll never feel the same
Starting now I wish you never came into my world.
It’s my world, it’s not ours anymore
It’s my world, it’s not ours anymore
(Ingrid Michaelson – Starting now)
beh magari non sono così estrema (Starting now I wish you never came into my world), perchè alla fine come dice qualcun altro se hai amato, era amore….
però…
…forse…
…i fantasmi sono passati…
Can *you* catch me?
Ingrid Michaelson – Overboard
I could write my name by the age of three
and I don’t need anyone to cut my meat for me.
I’m a big girl now, see my big girl shoes.
It’ll take more than just a breeze to make me
Fall over, fall over, fall overboard, overboard.
Fall overboard just so you can catch me.
But as strong as I seem to think I am my distressing damsel,
She comes out at night when the moon’s filled up and your eyes are
bright, then I think I simply ought to
Fall over, fall over, fall overboard, overboard.
Fall overboard just so you can catch me.
You can catch me.
And I watch the ships go sailing by
If*I*play the girl will you play the guy.
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And I never thought I’d be the type
to fall, to fall, to fall, to fall to fall.
To fall over, fall over, fall overboard, overboard.
Fall overboard just so you you can catch me.
You you can catch me, you you can catch me, you can catch-
I watch the ships go sailing by *If I be your girl* will you be my guy.
And I never thought I’d be the type to fall, to fall.
To fall, to fall, to fall…
To fall over, fall over, fall overboard, overboard.
Fall overboard just so you can catch me.
You can catch me, you can catch me.
Me la caverò…
Occhi che mi guardano
dallo specchio osservano
occhi a volte un po’ troppo severi scrutano
per capire quanto c’è
di diverso come se
dalla faccia e dai capelli fosse semplice
intuire se quello riflesso sono ancora io
se ogni piccolo dettaglio su quel volto è proprio mio
se ce la farò ogni giorno ad affrontare tutto
quello che verrà
tutto quello che verrà
me la caverò
proprio come ho sempre fatto
con le gambe ammortizzando il botto
poi mi rialzerò
ammaccato non distrutto
basterà una settimana a letto
poi verrà da se
ci sarà anche qualche sera in cui usciranno lacrime
ci sarà anche qualche sera in cui starò per cedere
ma poi piano piano tutto passerà
senza accorgermene tutto passerà
il silenzio a volte è
peggio del rumore che
perlomeno copre il bruricare delle idee
che di notte vengono
che di notte affollano
col loro brusio il cervello e lo martellano
e fanno sembrar difficile anche ciò che non lo è
e fanno sembrare enormi anche le cose minime
e così guardo te che dormi accanto e penso
che miracolo
vedi a volte accadono
me la caverò
proprio come ho sempre fatto
con le gambe ammortizzando il botto
poi mi rialzerò
ammaccato non distrutto
basterà una settimana a letto
poi verrà da se
ci sarà anche qualche sera in cui usciranno lacrime
ci sarà anche qualche sera in cui starò per cedere
ma poi col tuo aiuto tutto passerà
senza accorgermene tutto passerà
Coldplay – viva la vida
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
“Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!”
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I’d become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh”
Vienna Teng
we’re here where the daylight begins
the fog on the streetlight slowly thins
water on water’s the way
the safety of shoreline fading away
sail your sea
meet your storm
all I want is to be your harbor
the light in me
will guide you home
all I want is to be your harbor
fear is the brightest of signs
the shape of the boundary you leave behind
so sing all your questions to sleep
the answers are out there in the drowning deep
you’ve got a journey to make
there’s your horizon to chase
so go far beyond where we stand
no matter the distance
I’m holding your hand
…Grazie Nani… è bello avere un porto on my way ogni tanto 
