Perchè intitolarlo let it snow sarebbe stato davvero troppo facile.
Spalare il viale davanti casa. Aiutare il vicino di sessant'anni intrappolato nella macchina prima che la morte per assideramento lo accogliesse. Osservare la mia città nascondersi. Non andare a lavorare perchè davanti al mio garage c'è un muro di venti metri di bianca e soffice sostanza. Scoprire che non è quello che pensavi e che comunque da solo non avresti potuto farcela. Mario che come un cretino sgomma per le strade.
Si. Ad Acqui sta dolcemente nevicando. E io me la godo. Del tipo casa completamente vuota, George Gershwin e Nick Drake che se la suonano. Io e Ninja di Dio che ce la balliamo. Fatelo pure voi se vi riesce.
Si. Ad Acqui sta dolcemente nevicando. E io me la godo. Del tipo casa completamente vuota, George Gershwin e Nick Drake che se la suonano. Io e Ninja di Dio che ce la balliamo. Fatelo pure voi se vi riesce.
Time has told me
You're a rare rare find
A troubled cure
For a troubled mind.
And time has told me
Not to ask for more
Someday our ocean
Will find its shore.
So I`ll leave the ways that are making me be
What I really dont want to be
Leave the ways that are making me love
What I really dont want to love.
Time has told me
You came with the dawn
A soul with no footprint
A rose with no thorn.
Your tears they tell me
Theres really no way
Of ending your troubles
With things you can say.
And time will tell you
To stay by my side
To keep on trying
til theres no more to hide.
So leave the ways that are making you be
What you really dont want to be
Leave the ways that are making you love
What you really dont want to love.
Time has told me
Youre a rare rare find
A troubled cure
For a troubled mind.
And time has told me
Not to ask for more
For some day our ocean
Will find its shore.
You're a rare rare find
A troubled cure
For a troubled mind.
And time has told me
Not to ask for more
Someday our ocean
Will find its shore.
So I`ll leave the ways that are making me be
What I really dont want to be
Leave the ways that are making me love
What I really dont want to love.
Time has told me
You came with the dawn
A soul with no footprint
A rose with no thorn.
Your tears they tell me
Theres really no way
Of ending your troubles
With things you can say.
And time will tell you
To stay by my side
To keep on trying
til theres no more to hide.
So leave the ways that are making you be
What you really dont want to be
Leave the ways that are making you love
What you really dont want to love.
Time has told me
Youre a rare rare find
A troubled cure
For a troubled mind.
And time has told me
Not to ask for more
For some day our ocean
Will find its shore.
