Naming Things

(Carlo Moretti)

A song about struggle, growth and love.

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The saucer left the drive-in And the plexiglass was shaken By the grudge of gravity. She was kneeling at the entrance She was broken, she was melting Like the snowflakes on her chin. I was casually involved With a pig-tailed, bat-faced waitress But it was a one-way love. So I told her: "Can I speak with you? Can I tell you all the things I'd do To withstand the tidal swarming of the teeth?" She scorned me: "You're no soldier. You've been lucky, you've been given all the weapons to succeed." "I myself am but a bandit, And I know there is no place for me In the hierarchies of the stars." Pink, blue, green: the colours of the feathers of the Sphinx The riddle has been solved, but a mystery is still creeping There's so many questions left to be unspoken. But then again, I got my couch, a bed to sleep and my dinner's warm So I don't really care much what the layman knows. The dressed girl keeps quiet With her cleavage forsaken underneath her early 90's wardrobe. And that's just the way you wanted her: Some dolled-up one-night companion So you can forget the wedding and the kids. But the jokes are finally over In the moonlight you're confronted With the unconscious and fickle power of your limbs. And the naked girl she's talking With her mind above the ceiling She can take all of your words for what they're worth. But that's not the way you wanted her: You just wanted a soft pillow To squeeze and pierce and feel you're drowning in. And she laughs at your compulsion To give sense to every sentence And you hate her when she smiles: she seems so free. Pink, blue, green: the colours of the feathers of the Sphinx The riddle has been solved, but a mystery is still creeping There's so many questions left to be unspoken. But then again, I got my couch, a bed to sleep and my dinner's warm So I don't really care much what my lover wanted. When the times they were a-changing I was giving too much a-credit To the voices in my head. Now the tide has left my bedroom And I'm finally a survivor Of the diagraphic beast. Now and then my feelings linger In the spacetime of a sunny street When I'm supposed to be at work. And the girl sometimes she's naked But it's nice to see her dressed In the pyjamas of our home. Once I heard my mother crying: "You're still trying to make a living, We'll soon be leaving from this XXXXXXXXXXXX XXX XX XXX XXX XXXXX XXXXX XX XXX XXX XXXX X XXXXXX XXX XX XX X XXXXX XXXX XXXXXXX XXXX XXXX XX XXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXX XXXXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXXXX XX XXX XXXXXXXX XX XXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXXX XXX XXXX XXXXXXX XXX X XXXXXXX XX XXXXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXX XX XXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXX XX XX XXXXXXXXX XXX XXXX XXXXXX X XXX XX XXXXXX X XXX XX XXXXX XXX XX XXXXXXXX XXXX XX X XXXXX XXXXXX XXXX XXXX XXXX XX XXXXXX XXXXXXX XX XXX XXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXXX X XXXX XXXXXXXX XX XXXXXX XXXXX XXXX XXXX XXXXX XXXXX XXXXXXXX XX XXXXXX X XXXX XXXXXXXXX X XXXXXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXXX XXXX X XXXXXX XXXXX X XXXXX XXXX XX XXX XXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXX XXXXX XXX XXX XXXXX XXXXX XXXXX X XXXXXX XXX XXXXX XXX XXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXX XX XXX XXX XXX XXXX XXX XXXXX XXX XXX XX XXX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX XX XXX XXXX XXX XXXXXXX XX XXX XXXXX XXXX XXX XXXXXX XX XX XXX XXXXXX XXXX XXX XXX XXX XXXXXX XX XXXXXXX XXXXX XX XXXXXX XX XXX XXXXX XX X XXX XXXXXX XXXX XXXX XXX XXXXX XXXX XXX XXXXXXXX XX XXX XXXX XXXX XXX XXXX XXX XXXXXX XXXXXXX X XX XXXXX XX X XXXXX XXXXXX XX XXXX XX XXX XX XXXX XXX XXXX X XXX XXXX XXXXX XX XXX X XXXXXXXX XXX X XXXXX

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