I know that I’m not alone
even when I’m alone
I know that I’m not alone
I know that I’m not alone
even whenI’m alone
Under a sky of stars and satellites
among the guilty ones, the victims and the survivors
a dog barks at the moon
a man looks at his hand
it looks like his father’s hand
when as a child
he would take him effortlessly and lift him up
the view from up there was beautiful
he would throw himself on the things before thinking about it
his hand was tiny but it seized the whole world
and now the city is a foreign film without subtitles
the stairs are like slides slides slides
the ice on the things
on telly they say the streets are dangerous
but the only danger I can really feel
is to stop being able to feel anything
the scent of the flowers the smell of the city
the sound of the scooters the taste of the square
the tears of a mother the ideas of a student
the possible junctions at a square
to point your aerial towards the sky
I know that I’m not alone
I know that I’m not alone
even when I’m alone
I know that I’m not alone
and I laugh and I cry and I fuse with the sky and the mud
I know that I’m not alone
even when I’m alone
I know that I’m not alone
and I laugh and I cry and I fuse with the sky and the mud
The city (is) a foreign film without subtitles
a pot in which pieces of dialogue are being cooked
how are you how much is it what time is it
what’s going on how is it going who would have thought so
and then see you later
the other person can feel we are alone
and if you make a mistake you become an outsider
a six meter long banner says everything is around you
but when you look around there’s nothing
an old world that holds together only thanks to those ones who
still have the courage to fall in love
and some music (which) pumps blood in our veins
and makes us want to wake up and get up
to stop moaning
coz the only danger you can really feel
is to stop feeling anything at all
to stop feeling anything at all
a heart beat inside the chest
the passion which makes a project grow
hunger thirst evolution in motion
the energy which is released in a contact
I know that I’m not alone
even when I’m alone
I know that I’m not alone
and I laugh and I cry and I fuse with the sky and the mud
I know that I’m not alone
even when I’m alone
I know that I’m not alone
and I laugh and I cry and I fuse with the sky and the mud
And I fuse with the sky and the mud
And I fuse with the sky and the mud
“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett.