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Oggi pomeriggio, anzichè fare quello che avrei dovuto fare, mi sono dedicato ad una spedizione nel passato. Mi sono inoltrato fino all' ultima pagina della casella e-mail e sono risalito al presente. Il messaggio più vecchio è di dicembre 2005.
E' incredibile quante cose ho ricordato, dirò di più, quante cose ho scoperto.
Mail di ex (quando ancora non lo erano), mail di ex (quando lo erano già), amici che non sento da una vita, vecchie fiamme, mailing list dimenticate.
C ho passato quasi due ore. Ne sono uscito con una certezza: non è il tempo che passa, siamo noi che passiamo!





Pull the blindfold down
So your eyes can't see
Now run as fast as you can
Through this field of trees

Say goodbye to everyone
You have ever known
You are not gonna see them ever again

I can't shake this feeling I've got
My dirty hands, have I been in the wars?
The saddest thing that I'd ever seen
Were smokers outside the hospital doors

Someone turn me around
Can I start this again?

How can we wear our smiles
With our mouths wide shut
'Cause you stopped us from singin'

I can't shake this feeling I've got
My dirty hands, have I been in the wars?
The saddest thing that I'd ever seen
Were smokers outside the hospital doors

Someone turn me around
Can I start this again?
Now someone turn us around
Can we start this again?

We've all been changed
From what we were
Our broken parts
Left smashed off the floor

I can't believe you
If I can't hear you
I can't believe you
If I can't hear you

We've all been changed
From what we were
Our broken parts
Smashed off the floor

We've all been changed
From what we were
Our broken parts
Smashed off the floor

Someone turn me around
(We've all been changed from what we were)
Can I start this again?
(Our broken parts smashed off the floor)
Now someone turn us around
(We've all been changed from what we were)
Can we start this again?
(Our broken parts smashed off the floor)