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The Night of The Shooting Stars

Energy and mass, which are actually the same thing,
curve space

Post Punk

My flyer read: 'bass player wanted for a post punk band'
but it wasn't a post punk band that got back to me.
He showed up on time at the A-line subway stop,
he brought me a record by GoGoGo Airheart.
He was shy and grim, he was twice my age
and a shit job, but he wrote for [bleeped out].
He wanted to establish a record company, he'd get me in touch.
Not even six days later, the first letters and texts.
 
See, Niccolò, people are not the job they have
the clothes they wear, the shoes they put on, the things they own.
This is why I don't see myself in this society

Child Soldier

You don't even know how you end up running
locking in the toilet and bursting in tears
your make-up staining toilet paper
like the little girl you never were.
When you left everything seems obvious
this life would make you invincible
covers, travels, glamour, photographs
all that matters it to have a clear plan
 
CHORUS
From walking down the catwalk
with coldness in your eyes
the same as child soldiers, to walking down the runway
of private planes, trendy ghetto
Vuitton, Milan, Paris and art galleries
warm tears, man, it's nothing
you know, I'm exhausted, man
it's nothing, I'm just tired,
man, it's nothing, nothing, nothing
 
You would have never told you would have longed
your sister and her blue hair
pathetic small city rebellions
and your mother screaming
and you can't take it anymore.
You must hurry up, they are waiting outside,
you stare at your eyes in the mirror
you swallow, take a cigarette
to hold on it and go back to yourself
and your clear plan
 
CHORUS
 
Nothing, nothing
 
Between your carrier and rock'n'roll
between the lens and the backdrop
afterparty and panic
JFK and Charles de Gaulle
 

Couples

Couples give each other gifts,
they celebrate one month together, six months and then anniversaries dining at Pigneto
and then they go home, besides at the Fish'n'Chips the line's too long.
In the car, silence falls:
she's annoyed and looks in the mirror
he looks the other way, turns up the music and drives tipsy
But they almost never pull them over, they almost never pull them over
But they almost never pull them over, they almost never pull them over
Not even the most bastard cops ever pull them over
 
Couples go out together and go to concerts holding each other tight
He introduced her to the band
and, being taller, hugs her from behind
She jokes about the fact that, after all, the frontman is kind of cute
He ignores her and later gets mad for other reasons
 
But they almost never break up, they almost never break up
But they almost never break up, they almost never break up
they almost never reach the breaking point.
 
Statistics state that often,
the one who gives the first kiss during the first intercourse,
is the one who will suffer the most
 
Couples say 'we're done' and they unfriend each other on social networks
She however claims that he has done anything to be dumped
Months later, she meets him at a party and
checks, with the corner of her eyes, if his new girl is more hot
They say 'let's not become strangers or enemies'
 
But they almost never succeed, they almost never succeed
But they almost never succeed, they almost never succeed
Not even the most willing ever do succeed.
 
Statistics state that often,
the first to detach from the first kiss,
is the one who will end the relationship
 

Hidden in plain sight

In the blades of grass
Between the cracks in the concrete
In the empty space
between every rock and the other
I thought I, too, saw
something that isn't there
something that isn't there
 
In the dark of night
beyond the black window
In the phantom that
sits next to me on the train
I believed I, too, noticed
Something that isn't there
Something that isn't there
 
Hidden in plain sight
Hidden in plain sight
 
In the starry sky
I had a glimpse of my fate
It will come to visit me again
like when I was a child
and I thought I, too, felt
Something that isn't there
Something that isn't there
 
Hidden in plain sight
Hidden in plain sight
for me
Hidden in plain sight
Hidden in plain sight
for me
 

Stone I am

Stone I am, root I am.
I am your origin and your yesterday.
I'm the one who struggles with time
and from the mud I will return.
 
Do not forget me, I'm your brother.
Our race does not die.
Do not forget me, I'm your brother.
All together we will reach the Sun.
 

This our great love

We could monetize
this our great love
with viral videos
or shameful posts
from 7,000 like.
You and me, sponsored,
sold to brands at tens of thousands of euros.
 
You can imagine the bonds
of our great love
based on your interest rate for me
that holds more than America
more than Goldman Sachs.
It holds more than China,
of Shenzhen and Shanghai.
 
And it does not have black Mondays,
it does not know default.
Without central banks, without WTO.
It does not have black Mondays,
does not know default.
Without central banks, without WTO.
We should monetize
this our great love.
 
Taking inspiration
from this our great love
for a book, a series
or for a commercial film, on the bill
in 402 cinema on Christmas Eve.
We could even live just with SIAE rights.
Or imagine the bonds
of our great love,
with all the investment I have for you
that holds more than America
more than Goldman Sachs.
It holds more than China,
of Shenzhen and Shanghai.his our great love.
 
And it does not have black Mondays,
it does not know default.
Without central banks, without WTO.
It does not have black Mondays,
does not know default.
Without central banks, without WTO.
We should monetize
this our great love.
 
Thanks a lot for your attention!

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Disappear

It's not what's social that torments me
Nor the sad destiny that awaits this hell of a world,
It's a shiny, black, silk-like shiver,
An electric shock running from my heart to my skin,
A horrific darkness1
 
It's the capital that torments me
Nor the sad destiny that awaits this hell of a world,
It's the dust waiting for my return,
But I realise the Sun is rising by the blue sky and the seagulls
 
And this time, when I close my eyes, I don't want to dream,
I want some silence, a moment without thinking
 
And this time, when I close my eyes, I don't want to dream,
Because we need to get used even to disappear...
 

• 1. The original has a reference to an .

Something Stupid

You don't know about that
But I swear I'm trying
Or at least I'm trying to tell myself I'm trying
That this time it will be different
That two or three simple phrases will be enough
 
How are you? It's been some time since we haven't talked
What are your plans after university?
Yeah I know, it's a weird time
Why don't we catch up some day, if you like?
 
I never know anything, only that you're alive
Why don't we meet some day, if you want?
And you tell me what's up, or maybe we can talk about something else
Anything, even something stupid
 
Anything, even something stupid
Anything, even something stupid
Anything, even something...
 
But then I see you and avoid your eyes
I barely manage to say hello to you
And it's been like that for so many years
That meanwhile I don't even know if it will ever change
 
How are you? It's been some time since we haven't talked
What are your plans after university?
Yeah I know, it's a weird time
Why don't we catch up some day, if you like?
 
I never know anything, I never ask anybody
Why don't we catch up some day, if you like?
And you tell me what's up, or maybe we can talk about something else
Anything, even something stupid
 
Anything, even something stupid
Anything, even something stupid
Anything, even something
Stupid