pearl jam

Artista: Pearl Jam
Album: Yield
Titolo: Given To Fly

mi piace troppo questa...

He could have tuned in, tuned in, but he tuned out
A bad time, nothing could save him
Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out
He got up out of there ran for hundreds of miles...
He made it to the ocean
Had a smoke in a tree
The wind rose up, set him down on his knees

A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw
Delivered him wings - "Hey, look at me now"
Arms wide open with the sea as his floor
Oh! He's FLYING! Oh, HIGH! WIDE! Oh...

He floated back down cause he wanted to share
His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
But first he was stripped, and then he was stabbed
By faceless men, well fuckers... he still stands.

And he still gives his love, he just gives it away...
The love he recieves is the love that is saved
And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky
A human being that was given to fly
He's FLYING! Oh, HIGH! WIDE!
He's FLYING!

e anche questa...


Artista: Pearl Jam
Album: Yield
Titolo: Wishlist



I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off.
I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on.
I wish I was a sentimental ornamnet you hung on
The christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top,
I wish I was the evidence
I wish I was the grounds for fifty million hands up raised and opened toward the sky.

I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me.
I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me.
I wish I was a messenger, and all the news is good.
I wish I was the full moon shining off your camaro's hood.

I wish I was an alien, at home behind the sun,
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on.
I wish I was the pedal break that you depended on.
I wish I was the verb to trust, and never let you down.

I wish I was the radio song, the one that you turned up,
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish,
I guess it never stops.

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Scritto da: u zee vinicio 20/04/2006 20.35
e anche questa...


Artista: Pearl Jam
Album: Yield
Titolo: Wishlist



I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off.
I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on.
I wish I was a sentimental ornamnet you hung on
The christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top,
I wish I was the evidence
I wish I was the grounds for fifty million hands up raised and opened toward the sky.

I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me.
I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me.
I wish I was a messenger, and all the news is good.
I wish I was the full moon shining off your camaro's hood.

I wish I was an alien, at home behind the sun,
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on.
I wish I was the pedal break that you depended on.
I wish I was the verb to trust, and never let you down.

I wish I was the radio song, the one that you turned up,
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish,
I guess it never stops.

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uuuuuuuuu è una delle mie preferiteeeeeee !!!!!!

Nothingman



Once divided...nothing left to subtract...
Some words when spoken...can't be taken back...
Walks on his own...with thoughts he can't help thinking...
Future's above...but in the past he's slow and sinking...
Caught a bolt 'a lightnin'...cursed the day he let it go...

Nothingman...nothingman
Isn't it something?
Nothingman...

She once believed...in every story he had to tell...
One day she stiffened...took the other side...
Empty stares...from each corner of a shaped prison cell...
One just escapes...one's left inside the well...
And he who forgets...will be destined to remember...oh...oh...oh...

Nothingman... nothingman
Isn't it something?
Nothingman...

Oh, she don't wan't him...
Oh, she won't feed him...after he's flown away...
Oh, into the sun...ah, into the sun...

Burn...burn...
Nothingman...
Nothingman
Isn't it something?
Nothingman...
Nothingman... Coulda' been something...
Nothingman...
Oh...ohh...ohh...

ja posto anche questa ..anche se è tristissima

Last Kiss

Where, oh where, can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She’s gone to heaven, so I’ve got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world

We were out on a date in my daddy’s car
We hadn’t driven very far
There in the road, straight ahead
A car was stalled, the engine was dead

I couldn’t stop, so I swerved to the right
I’ll never forget the sound that night
The screamin tires, the bustin glass
The painful scream that I heard last

Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She’s gone to heaven, so I’ve got to be good
So I can see my baby when I leave this world

When I woke up the rain was pourin down
There were people standin all around
Something warm flowing through my eyes
But somehow I found my baby that night

I lifted her head, she looked at me and said
"Hold me darling, just a little while"
I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss
I found the love that I knew I had missed

Well now she’s gone
Even though I hold her tight
I lost my love, my life, that night

Oh where, oh where, can my baby be?
The Lord took her away from me
She’s gone to heaven, so I’ve got to be good

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Scritto da: MaRUzZoLa 20/04/2006 21.00




uuuuuuuuu è una delle mie preferiteeeeeee !!!!!!

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credevi mica che ascoltassi solo Capossela...

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Scritto da: u zee vinicio 20/04/2006 21.05





credevi mica che ascoltassi solo Capossela...

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..diciamo che c'erano le basi per poterlo pensare ..
hihihihiihhih
e poi a suo tempo gia' ti ho esposto come vedevo il tuo amore/adulazione/ossessione per il caro vinicio
se nn lo ricordi t' (già sai cosa ti aspetta)
auhIAiuhaiuHIAHuahiuHAIUhiuaIUAHiuaiuah

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Scritto da: MaRUzZoLa 20/04/2006 21.21




..diciamo che c'erano le basi per poterlo pensare ..
hihihihiihhih
e poi a suo tempo gia' ti ho esposto come vedevo il tuo amore/adulazione/ossessione per il caro vinicio
se nn lo ricordi t' (già sai cosa ti aspetta)
auhIAiuhaiuHIAHuahiuHAIUhiuaIUAHiuaiuah

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come potrei non ricordare le "simpatiche" quanto irrealistiche ipotesi da te avanzate... :


...e se dovessi confermarle sai tu cosa ti aspetterebbe...

NOTHING AS IT SEEMS

Don't feel like home...
He's a little out...
And all these words elope...
Is nothing like your poem...
Putting in...inputting in...
Don't feel like methadone...
A scratching voice all alone...
Is nothing like your baritone...

It's nothing as it seems
The little that he needs...it's home
The little that he sees
Is nothing he concedes...it's home

One uninvited chromosome…A blanket like the ozone… It's nothing as it seems
All that he needs it's home
The little that he frees
Is nothing he believes
Saving up a sunny day
Something maybe two-tone
Anything of his own
A chip off the cornerstone
Who's kidding rainy day
A one way ticket headstone
Occupations overthrown
A whisper through a megaphone

It's nothing as it seems
The little that he needs...it's home
The little that he sees
Is nothing he concedes...it's home
And all that he frees
A little bittersweet...it's home
It's nothing as it seems
The little that you see...it's home

=aLiVe=

"Son," she said, "Have I got a little story for you.
What you thought was your daddy was nothing but a...
While you were sitting home alone at age thirteen your real daddy was dying.
Sorry you didn't see him but I'm glad we talked."

Oh, I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey, ooh.

Oh, she walks slowly across a young man's room.
She said, "I'm ready for you."
Why I can't remember anything to this very day?
'Cept the look. The look.
Oh, you know where. Now I can't see I just stare.

I... I'm still alive.
Hey I... But, I'm still alive.
Hey I... Boy, I'm still alive.
Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive. Yeah.
Ooh yeah. Yeah yeah yeah. Oh. Ooh.

"Is something wrong?" She said. Of course there is.
"You're still alive." She said. Oh, and do I deserve to be?
Is that the question? And if so, if so, who answers? Who answers!

I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey I... But, I'm still alive.
Yeah I... Ooh, I'm still alive.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Woh uh huhu. Yeah uh huhu. Ohh woh uh huhu. Yeah uh huhu. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

State Of Love And Trust

State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext
Since their plays and preachers went to heaven and to court, uh huh
And the signs are passin', grip the wheel, can't read it
Sacrifice receiving the smell that's on my hands...hands...yeah
And I listen for the voice inside my head
Nothin', I'll do this one myself

Lay her down as priest does, should the Lord be a countin'
Will be in my honor, make it pain, painfully quick, uh huh
Promises are whispered in the age of darkness
Want to be enlightened like I want to be told the end, end, yeah...
And the barrel shakes, and, a-directly at my head
Oh, help me, help me from myself
And I listen, from both sides of a friend
Nothin', I'll do this one myself
Uh huh, huh, oh...
Myself...myself...

Yeah, yeah...
Hey, na, na, na, na, hey, that's something (3x)
Wanna back, back it away, yeah, huh, uh
And I listen, oh, for the voice inside my head.
Nothin', I'll do this one myself
Oh, ah, and the barrel waits, trigger shakes, aimed right at my head
Won't you help me, help me from myself

Hmm...State of love and trust, and a...
State of love and trust, and a... (2x)
State of love and...yeah...

Immortality


Vacate, is the word.
Vengeance has no place so near to her.
Cannot find the comfort in this world.
Artificial tear. Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers?
Vulnerable. Wisdom can't adhere.

A truant finds home, and a wish to hold on but there's a trapdoor in the sun.
Immortality.

As privileged as a whore.
Victims in demand for public show.
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door.
Holier than thou. How? Surrendered, executed, anyhow.
Scrawl dissolved. Cigar box on the floor.

A truant finds home, and I wish to hold on too, but saw the trapdoor in the sun.
Immortality.

I cannot stop the thought of running in the dark.
Coming up a which way sign.
All good truants must decide.
Oh, stripped and sold mom.
An auctioned forearm and whiskers in the sink.
Truants move on, cannot stay long.
Some die just to live...
Ohh...