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Inizio così

novembre 14, 2010

buono buono super buono
girare per queste piazze affollate di carne,
a scrutare il confetto più buono che però non c’è,
molti hanno un bel fiocco ma sono vuoti, peccato.
ubriaco di storie, quante ne ho sentite, quanti spettacoli pirotecnici,
pazienza, un po’ di comprensione, ci siamo, piano. piano.

Sailing silver waves, trough the skies and round your eyes
And in the pockets ot the tide a meeting place by night

Sequin covered swans, that are used to make their own mosaic’s
A ceremony comes:
An exponential fate

The dance of the cosmos shows
The stitches of space that slowly come and go
The dance of the cosmos shows, as above, so below

A whiporwhill will in flight, turns east towards westphalia
Insearch of lost time, with the magic of true light

Tone zodiac in tune, with the fossils of our themepark
And falling from the seams, is a steeple swarmed light

The dance of the cosmos shows
The stitches of space that slowla come and go
The dance of the cosmos shows, as above, so below

Galloping galloping beams faster…
Joining together and still faster…
Onwards past never and still faster…
Always past never and still faster…

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