November ’99
(Treasure island)
I must seem nostalgic to you
Sufficiently meteoropathic
I must seem a real idiot to you
Easy tears, little endurance
Understand I’m as emotional as a block of marble
My boredom destroys my will of changing
I should reconsiderate everything from the beginning
I should find the strength and courage to do it
I already know that
It will be deep winter for a moment
It will be deep winter for a moment
I must seem incoherent to you
Not very reliable and inconsistent
I must seem a real idiot to you
Easy enthusiasm, sudden disheartenment
Ask me once again if I’m crying
If every balance has broken again
I should reconsiderate everything from the beginning
I should find the strength and courage to do it
I already know that
It will be deep winter for a moment
It will be deep winter for a moment
I should reconsiderate everything from the beginning
I should find the strength and courage to do it
I already know that
It will be deep winter for a moment
It will be deep winter for a moment
I feel I don’t have a firm grip
Maybe sooner or later I’ll lose the love for the
little things
The scent of a dying November
I must seem nostalgic to you…