31.12. wispy day.

31.12.
Look ahead with a bit of wit.




"Lay down
Lay down
Lay your sweet lovely on the ground
Lay your love on the track
We're gonna break the monster's back
Yes we are...
Lay down your treasure
Lay it down now brother
You don't have time
For a jealous lover

As you enter this life
I pray you depart
With a wrinkled face
And a brand new heart

I don't know if I can take it
I'm not easy on my knees
Here's my heart you can break it

I need some release, release, release

We need
Love and peace
Love and peace"

a window in the skies

Oh can't you see what love has done to every broken heart
Oh can't you see what love has done for every heart that cries
Love left a window in the skies
And to love I rhapsodize

U2 and Green Day - The Saints Are Coming (an inconvenient truth)

"Please watch this video on YouTube.com", recita lo schermo qui sotto.
E' probabile.

E' probabile che questo video rimanga su YouTube pochissimo.
E' probabile che questo video, nato in origine per accompagnare la canzone degli U2 con i Green Day, e sostituito poi da un innocuo montaggio di immagini del supergruppo live, venga cancellato definitivamente.
E' probabile che la gente non venga mai a sapere la verità su New Orleans; perchè la musica non può cambiare le cose, la musica non può fare niente, le star si fanno solo pubblicità, no?
Tutto questo è probabile. Ma noi lo vogliamo vedere lo stesso.
Perchè questo video ci aiuta a capire.

...and touch the flame

Oggi non sono in vena di chiacchiere. Nè di scelte troppo difficili.
Oggi sono in vena di mettere una delle tre più belle canzoni mai scritte nel mondo, ed ascoltarla.

I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name

I want to feel sunlight on my face
I see the dust cloud disappear
Without a trace
I want to take shelter from the poison rain
Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
We're still building
Then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do

The city's aflood
And our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled in dust
I'll show you a place
High on a desert plain
Where the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
We're still building
Then burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do
Our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Oh, and I see love
See our love turn to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Blown by the wind
Oh, when I go there
I go there with you
It's all I can do