Under this sky: tutti i testi

Do you believe in shame?

Do you believe in love?
Do you believe in shame?
And if love can conquer all
Then why do we only feel the pain?

I heard you speak my name
Heard you singing The Stones
Maybe heard you laughing in a line of static
On my telephone

So why your eyelids are so closed,
Inside a case of rust
And did you have to change
All your poets fire into frozen dust

Come out

There’s nothing I can say
There’s nothing left to do
It’s just that lately I feel so damn lonely
When I think of you

And it may seem selfish now
But I’ll hold on to the memory
Until all this fear is washed away
Do you believe in love?
Do you believe in life?
‘Cos I believe a little part of you inside of me
Will never die…

Credits: Le Bon, Taylor, Rhodes / Skintrade Music Ltd. 1988

Look up at the sky

Any cloud up there?
last time you looked overhead
Tell me, was it and ordinary view?
I guess you got no clue…
It must have been… blue… or something…

Do you remember how it was?
First time you flew your kite?
Do you recall any lingering trail?
the ostrich-mode you’re in
Hides that odd creepy feeling

Thus you’re scared
you don’t want to know
You’re so scared
to come undone

You can’t see the sun
Through the haze
The unfolding plan
It’s taking place
Goodbye blue sky
Goodbye
Goodbye blue sky
Goodbye

I know it’s hard to conceive
You got an hold on your breath
Keep looking up, try to believe
but it’s not a leap of faith
Things have always been this way
Things have always been this way

Thus you’re scared
you don’t want to know
You’re so scared
to come undone

You can’t see the sun
Through the haze
The unfolding plan
It’s taking place
Goodbye blue sky
Goodbye
Goodbye blue sky
Goodbye

The Antagonist

Here I am
we’re close friends
can you spot me?
I know you feel me…
Everything
that stirs in you
de facto comes from me
you’d better believe me…

Now forget
I am the antagonist
I’m here to deceive
Now forget, Now forget…

Don’t Forget
I am what you’re not
Wrong cure, false disease
I’m here
When nobody’s home
Don’t Forget
I am the voice inside your head
the one you understand
your own answer phone

You should be grateful
in my arms you’re safe
introspection
what is it good for?
In other words
I’m the keeper of the hive
Your slavery is the fee
For being a carefree bee

Don’t Forget
I am what you’re not
Wrong cure, false disease
I’m here
When nobody’s home
Don’t Forget
I am the voice inside your head
the one you understand
your own answer phone

No man's land

Rats are dining well at Passchendaele
we, the menu, every day
a limb, a torso, a tasty entrail,
always fresh in the Trench Café

Pray for an end, for a quick death
In no man’s land
Beware to stand, hold your breath
In no man’s land

No Man’s Land is an eerie sight
Ghosts in the pale gray light
Death is seeding these fields
For a pointless harvest of tears

Pray for an end, for a quick death
In no man’s land
Beware to stand, hold your breath
In no man’s land

Tell me once more what you’re praying for
Where has God really gone?
Tell me once more where we went wrong
Where has God really gone?

Here we are, again fresh meat for the machine gun
Commanders, kings and queens,
At least I hope you’re having fun

Pray for an end, for a quick death
In no man’s land
Beware to stand,
hold your breath
In no man’s land

Tell me once more what you’re praying for
Where has God really gone?
Tell me once more where we went wrong
Where has God really gone?

Fancy Girl

There’s a girl lying in my bed
my Achilles heel
She’s hot, she’s an egghead
she’s not real
So divine,
she’s the one that shines
Sigh or scream
with nothing in between

She’s the gunman waiting
behind the knoll
She lives in wonderland,
down the (white) rabbit hole
Such a girl is the mind trip
I’m addicted to
She’s the lunar eclipse
I’m howling to

She’s the silent dope
My despair and hope
that keeps me living
In my lonely world
She’s my fancy girl
She’s the veiled tight rope
wrapping all my thoughts
that keeps me standing
In my lonely world
She’s my fancy girl

Consolation dealers

When unexplained spots
fill your nose
Scratching can only
make it worse
Yet again you feel your head
about to the explode
it’s the inner part of you
talking in code

You may say that I’m naive
but going deeper it’s easy to conceive

Doctors and healers
Consolation dealers
what you need is an easy way out
Your faith in chemistry
Reverse liability
a convenient way not to freak out

When another pill
has been swallowed
yet again you find yourself
hollow
What you call disease
might be a blessing
What brings relief
might be entrapping

You may say that I’m naive
but going deeper it’s easy to conceive
Doctors and healers
Consolation dealers
what you need is an easy way out
Your faith in chemistry
Reverse liability
a convenient way not to freak out

Blindness
Il testo narrato è un passaggio del romanzo “Cecità” di Josè Saramago.
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