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maggio 28 2007
16:47

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mia madre, il verbo, parte VIII

mamma: (sospirando) eeeeeehh... oddio... ahi ahi ahi...
io: che è?
mamma: sono sospriri esistenziali.
io: ah.
[dopo circa 7 secondi]
mamma: (calcando parecchio sulle consonanti) cucccurrrrucccuccccùùùùù palomaaaaa...
io: ma'?
mamma: eh... dici che è grave?
maggio 23 2007
01:29

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Clark Gable - The Postal Service







I was waiting for a cross-town train in the London underground when it struck me

That I've been waiting since birth to find a love that would look and sound like a movie

So I changed my plans and rented a camera and a van and then I called you

"I need you to pretend that we are in love again" and you agreed to



I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"

And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd



I greased the lens and framed the shot using a friend as my stand-in

The script it called for rain but it was clear that day so we faked it



The marker snapped and I yelled "quiet on the set" and then called "action!"

And I kissed you in a style that Clark Gable would have admired (I thought it classic)



I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"

And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd



I know you're wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the fear

That your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by?