Decima puntata della rubrica che vede Daniele Bazzani e Giovanni Onofri parlare delle...
tutti i grandi pezzi parlano del mistero dell'uomo, ecco qui un bell'esempio:
When the night shows
The signals grow on radios
All the strange things
They come and go, as early warnings
Stranded starfish have no place to hide
Still waiting for the swollen Easter tide
There's no point in direction
we cannot Even choose a side.
I took the old track
The hollow shoulder, across the waters
On the tall cliffs
They were getting older, sons and daughters
The jaded underworld was riding high
Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky
And as the nail sunk in the cloud,
the rain Was warm and soaked the crowd.
Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
In any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.
When the flood calls
You have no home, you have no walls
In the thunder crash
You're a thousand minds,within a flash
Don't be afraid to cry at what you see
The actors gone, there's only you and me
And if we break before the dawn,
they'll Use up what we used to be.
Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
In any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.
ps: segnalo un'altra versione tratta dal live di milano di qualche tempo fa, piano e voce, da brividi, non fosse altro per il timbro dello yamaha cp80 campionato e per la voce (quella no:)): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ww9JS8dJ9fY&feature=related
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hivez
Tue, 11/30/2010 - 18:15
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R: Più che un fan
"ma quella versione piano e voce è proprio da porto d'armi !!!"
eh lo so! sono due giorni che la sto ascoltando!!!!aiuto..
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