(...) il mare non fa mai doni, se non duri colpi, e, qualche volta, un’occasione di sentirsi forti. Ora io non so molto del mare, ma so che qui è così. E quanto importi nella vita, non già di esser forti, ma di sentirsi forti, di essersi misurati almeno una volta, di essersi trovati almeno una volta nella condizione umana più antica, soli davanti alla pietra cieca e sorda, senza altri aiuti che le proprie mani e la propria testa….P. Levi, Carne dell'orso, Einaudi On bended knee is no way to be freelifting up an empty cup I ask silentlythat all my destinations will accept the one that's meso I can breathCircles they grow and they swallow people wholehalf their lives they say goodnight to wive's they'll never knowgot a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soulso it goes...Don't come closer or I'll have to goHolding me like gravity are places that pullIf ever there was someone to keep me at homeIt would be you...Everyone I come across in cages they boughtthey think of me and my wanderingbut I'm never what they thoughtgot my indignation but I'm pure in all my thoughtsI'm alive...Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhereunderneath my being is a road that disappearedlate at night I hear the treesthey're singing with the deadoverhead...Leave it to me as I find a way to beconsider me a satelite for ever orbitingI knew all the rules but the rules did not know meguaranteed...(Eddie Vedder - Into the Wild)
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(...) il mare non fa mai doni, se non duri colpi, e, qualche volta, un’occasione di sentirsi forti. Ora io non so molto del mare, ma so che qui è così. E quanto importi nella vita, non già di esser forti, ma di sentirsi forti, di essersi misurati almeno una volta, di essersi trovati almeno una volta nella condizione umana più antica, soli davanti alla pietra cieca e sorda, senza altri aiuti che le proprie mani e la propria testa….P. Levi, Carne dell'orso, Einaudi On bended knee is no way to be freelifting up an empty cup I ask silentlythat all my destinations will accept the one that's meso I can breathCircles they grow and they swallow people wholehalf their lives they say goodnight to wive's they'll never knowgot a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soulso it goes...Don't come closer or I'll have to goHolding me like gravity are places that pullIf ever there was someone to keep me at homeIt would be you...Everyone I come across in cages they boughtthey think of me and my wanderingbut I'm never what they thoughtgot my indignation but I'm pure in all my thoughtsI'm alive...Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhereunderneath my being is a road that disappearedlate at night I hear the treesthey're singing with the deadoverhead...Leave it to me as I find a way to beconsider me a satelite for ever orbitingI knew all the rules but the rules did not know meguaranteed...(Eddie Vedder - Into the Wild)