Try not to spend too much time waiting around for the perfect moment, or the approval of power, or the well lit stage, or a shiny set of tools. Build what you can with what you’ve got and use it to push yourself forward.
IM NOT DANGER - IM IN DANGER
“And I have no compass
And I have no map
And I have no reasons
No reasons to get back
And I have no religion
And I don’t know what’s what
And I don’t know the limit
The limit of what we’ve got
Don’t worry baby. It’s gonna be alright
Uncertainty… can be a guiding light
I hear voices, ridiculous voices
Out in the slipstream
Let’s go, let’s go… overground
Take your head out of the mud baby
(She’s gonna dream up
The world she wants to live in
She’s gonna dream out loud)
“
In these days Americans bombed a hospital Amnesty International and the Russians bombard rebels Assad regime. These images are fresh news (tomorrow a month from September 4.) U2 friends of the powerful? This is a complaint for a world that is dormant disgusted and angered by the truckloads of refugees.
“October and the trees are stripped bare
Of all they wear.
What do I care? October and kingdoms rise
And kingdoms fall
But you go on
And on.”
Bloom
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Reflect what you are
In case you don’t know
I’ll be the sun
The wind and the rain
The light on your door
To show that you’re home.
When you think the nights as in your mind
Bent inside, you’re twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands, cause I see you.
I find it hard
To believe you don’t know
The beauty you are
But if you don’t
Let me be your eyes
A hand to your darkness
So you won’t be afraid.
When you think the nights as in your mind
Bent inside, you’re twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands, cause I see you.
I’ll be your mirror
“Senti… Senti…Come mai ti piaccio tanto, io?
"Non lo so.
"Tom, sai, non si può sempre dire si o no, o non lo so. Capisci? Insomma, ci dev'essere una ragione e sarebbe carino conoscerla.
Allora, perchè non ci pensi? Io… aspetto.
"L'amore non potrà mai essere descritto alla maniera del cielo o del mare o di un altro qualsiasi mistero. E’ l'occhio col quale vediamo, è il trasgressore nel santo, è la luce all'interno del colore.”
The milion dollar hotel










