{"id":940,"date":"2006-07-24T10:45:00","date_gmt":"2006-07-24T10:45:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/test.andreabeggi.net\/?p=18"},"modified":"2006-07-24T10:45:00","modified_gmt":"2006-07-24T10:45:00","slug":"19-luglio-2006-audrey-non-abita-piu-qui","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.blog.ladradicaramelle.com\/?p=940","title":{"rendered":"19 luglio 2006 – Audrey non abita pi\u00f9 qui."},"content":{"rendered":"

Tout passe, tout lasse, tout casse. Perfino lei, meravigliosa icona che purtroppo non sento più affine.<\/p>\n

Non mi sono persa, sto solo cercando destinazioni alternative: ogni volta che mi sembra di aver raggiunto uno status quo<\/em> mi rendo conto che altro non è che un ennesimo bozzolo del quale mi libero per divenire una nuova farfalla (se con questo girovita posso osare definirmi tale!).<\/p>\n

Resto calma. Prima o poi da qualche parte andrò a parare.<\/p>\n

E visto che per oggi mi sembra che gli aggiornamenti siano sufficienti, vi segnalo solo tre link: il primo è una strana <\/font>iniziativa<\/font><\/a>, il secondo è un <\/font>giochetto<\/font><\/a> assolutamente superfluo ma carino e l’ultimo invece è una mia modestamente parlando<\/em> stupenda <\/font>recensione<\/font><\/a> del film visto lunedì sera al cinema.<\/p>\n

LdC<\/p>\n

I still don’t know what I was waiting for
\nAnd my time was running wild
\nA million dead-end streets
\nEvery time I thought I’d got it made
\nIt seemed the taste was not so sweet
\nSo I turned myself to face me
\nBut I’ve never caught a glimpse
\nOf how the others must see the faker
\nI’m much too fast to take that test<\/p>\n

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
\n(Turn and face the strain)
\nCh-ch-Changes
\nDon’t want to be a richer man
\nCh-ch-ch-ch-Changes
\n(Turn and face the strain)
\nCh-ch-Changes
\nJust gonna have to be a different man
\nTime may change me
\nBut I can’t trace time<\/p>\n

I watch the ripples change their size
\nBut never leave the stream
\nOf warm impermanence and
\nSo the days float through my eyes
\nBut still the days seem the same
\nAnd these children that you spit on
\nAs they try to change their worlds
\nAre immune to your consultations
\nThey’re quite aware of what they’re going through<\/p>\n

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
\n(Turn and face the strain)
\nCh-ch-Changes
\nDon’t tell them to grow up and out of it
\nCh-ch-ch-ch-Changes
\n(Turn and face the strain)
\nCh-ch-Changes
\nWhere’s your shame
\nYou’ve left us up to our necks in it
\nTime may change me
\nBut you can’t trace time<\/p>\n

Strange fascination, fascinating me
\nChanges are taking the pace I’m going through
\nCh-ch-ch-ch-Changes
\n(Turn and face the strain)
\nCh-ch-Changes
\nOh, look out you rock ‘n rollers
\nCh-ch-ch-ch-Changes
\n(Turn and face the strain)
\nCh-ch-Changes
\nPretty soon you’re gonna get a little older
\nTime may change me
\nBut I can’t trace time
\nI said that time may change me
\nBut I can’t trace time<\/p>\n

(Changes – David Bowie<\/em>)<\/font><\/p>\n

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