Saturday, 18 October 2008

Wuthering Heart

Hygienic and orderly
Reside the thoughts inside my mind
Strategic and regular
Constructors of the world behind
It's reason what I do
It's all rational, too
With a brush I defend my brain
Against the dark forces creeping up my brain

Like a kingdom falling apart
I'm fighting against my wuthering heart

Chaotic and messy
My heart's a pagan lurking in the wild
Frantic and confusing
Stirring blood to boil
It's sprouting like a weed
Still not knowing what it needs
With a brush I clean up my brain
From the black spots swimming in my veins
And this empire is falling apart
Fighting against my wuthering heart

February 2006

My Own Shaking Sea

I don't dare to see the forecast
Low pressure residential
Within my bruising heart
I can't hold the dams forever
Tides rising, overwhelming
Tearing me apart

Looking for a harbour
A quiet place to be
But it's me who's got to soothe it
It's my own shaking sea

I don't need no friends consulting
Their different coordinations
Won't be of any help
Gotta use the tools remaining
To master navigation
Gotta learn myself

Looking for a harbour
A quiet bay to be
But it's me who's got to sail it
On my own shaking sea
Floating on the water
The flood surrounding me
But it's you whose hands can soothe it
Calm my own shaking sea

January 2006

Into the Outthere

Vicious are all emotions
Pecious the one that I feel
To worship my unearthly visions
And deny the real
Weakness is to give concessions
Against my heart I defy
Defending my life-time secret
To tell her on the day I die

To the ones beyond this world
For the time beyond me
I send out my bottled words
Into the outthere

Something's much to bulky
To fit into a single life
Too sacred to bring to altar
To declare husband and wife

Too anxious to say it on earth
But I'll shout it out in hell
I will sing in Christian heaven
And on the judgement day as well

Say it in Italian words
For the time beyond me
I send her my bottled words
Into the outthere
One day i will make it heard
On the days beyond me
Better to be dead than hurt
Inside the outthere

Friday, 19 September 2008

Nocturne from a satellite

Nocturne from a satellite


The night has opened up her gates
Burning stars in my embrace
Their fires cold in my veins
This journey lasts forever

In the hights I lose my time, for the life that has been mine, in the grip of eternity, my existence left behind

The sky has opened up his doors
Earth not holding anymore
I've lost what's been before
My journey lasts forever

When I lose my grounds, sing a song for them
Remote is the sound, I belong to them
My beloved ones, just hold me once
possess me before I'm gone

In the night I lose my time, for the light that has been mine, i'm lost in infinity, mortality left behind

When I lose my grounds, sing a song for them
Beloved is the earth, it's my place to be
The snowcap summit, the deep blue sea
The departure comes,
Into foreign suns

October 2008