branobag del 9-11-2012: palazzi che sembrano cervelli

Buongiorno – vedo il sole sorgere dal 45mo piano di un grattacielo a Chicago.
Appena sbarcato, nel, corso della notte, sono andato a prendere un cane caldo (faceva freddo), poi ho fatto una passeggiata al Millennium Park, poi, poi…vabbé: sono a Bologna e nel frattempo è stata una giornata di cose, e mentre stavo per spedire il brano bag prima di partire, col buio di stamattina, si è bloccata la rete.

Come si diceva, è stata ancora una settimana di ricerca, e questo proposito, sintetizzando molto (avendo parlato abbastanza), vi auguro buon fine settimana con la seguente, intitolata in italiano “la canzone del frate da cerca”:

I looked under chairs
I looked under tables I looked under tables
I’m tryin to find the key I’m tryin to find the key
To fifty million fables To fifty million fables

They call me the seeker They call me the seeker
I been searchin low and high I been searchin low and high
I wont get to get what I’m after I wont get to get what I’m after
Till the day I die Till the day I die

I asked bobby dylan I asked bobby dylan
I asked the beatles I asked the beatles
I asked timothy leary I asked timothy leary
But he couldn’t help me either But he couldn’t help me either

They call me the seeker They call me the seeker
I been searchin low and high I been searchin low and high
I wont get to get what I’m after I wont get to get what I’m after
Till the day I die Till the day I die

People tend to hate me People tend to hate me
Cuz I never smile Cuz I never smile
As I ransack their homes As I ransack their homes
They wanna shake my hand They wanna shake my hand

Focusing on nowhere Focusing on nowhere
Investigating miles Investigating miles
I’m a seeker I’m a really desperate man I’m a seeker I’m a really desperate man

I wont get to get what I’m after I wont get to get what I’m after
Till the day I die Till the day I die

I learned to raise my voice in anger I learned to raise my voice in anger
Yeah but look at my face ain’t this a smile Yeah but look at my face ain’t this a smile

I’m happy when life’s good and when its bad I cry I’m happy when life’s good and when its bad I cry
I got values but I don’t know how or why I got values ​​but I don’t know how or why

I’m lookin for me I’m lookin for me
You’re lookin for you You’re lookin for you
Were lookin at each other and we don’t know what to do Were lookin at each other and we don’t know what to do

They call me the seeker They call me the seeker
I been searchin low and high I been searchin low and high
I wont get to get what I’m after I wont get to get what I’m after
Till the day I die Till the day I die