.. .. "sognatore é chi trova la sua via alla luce della luna..punito perché vede l'alba prima degli altri"..semplicemente O.Wilde .. ..

How we breathe

PiNbAcK

It's how we breathe underwater

Kick it right out of frame

Does it matter?

Here where we drive into the same old park

Here we'll be so insistent

Off the mark

GUARDED IN MY HEAD FOR YOU

I CAN'T GET RID OF THESE SECRETS

Wanna lay on your ground

Wanna breathe in your atmosphere

Here where we tremble at the same old thought

Here when our legs give out and we get caught

Here when the stations turn to short you out

Here when the places turn till you pass out

Straighten your back

I wanna know that there's something there

Overneath

I wanna leave your head
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