the first day

Primo giorno nella nuova realtà...difficile commentare. E' una gran bella sfida.

Posso solo dire che ho la testa in PAPPA.

Per più ordini di motivi:

- ferie revocate

- emozioni a mille

- tesi in alto mare

- sogni un po proibiti

Mi fermo su quest'ultima cosa: oltre ad essermi svegliata quaranta volte stanotte...per paura di arrivare in ritardo...quei 2ominuti in cui ho dormito ho fatto un sogno allucinante. ero appesa ad un albero. Proprio appesa con un braccio e sanguinavo. perdevo sangue da tutte le parti, lacerata... dolorante, tagliata. eppure viva.

Che sia un presagio?

All Gone Dead - Newspeak Room 101 (Live La Gruta Madrid)

Stuck in a foreign land, stuck in a distant place
Following the footsteps, to a secret space
A body was found with a lily in its hand
Pushed from society, pushed too far
Rapid movements calling, calling in fast
Left with an internal scar

The faceless are walking, the light is calling
Covered in a frozen chill, was it the final thrill?
Laid into a tomb, planted underground
The world stopped spinning, around and round
Transparent voices, shrieking in delight
Grasping open eyes, made it to the other side

You’ve taken something solid from me
Give me something to call my own
You sold something inside of me
Give me something to call my own

A slight reaction, with no resolution
Still in the search for a broken revolution
A body was found with a lily in its hand
Pushed from society, pushed too far
Rapid movements calling, calling in fast
Left with an internal scar

You’ve taken something solid from me
Give me something to call my own
You sold something inside of me
Give me something to call my own

uffa

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