Smile all the time. Shine you teeth till meaningless, sharpen them with lies. You laugh at every joke. And fill your heart with smoke. And the first thing that you want will be the last thing you ever need.
I step off the train, I'm walking down your street again And past your door, but you don't live there anymore. It's years since you've been there. Now you've disappeared somewhere, like outer space. You've found some better place.
Volendo usare una metafora diciamo che oggi, non un "oggi" generico ma proprio in questo preciso istante della mia vita, è come se fossi arrivato al 30mo chilometro di una maratona. Se mi fermo ora, in fondo non ci arrivo.