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The darkness, as darkness, is the opposite of consolation. The light, as light, warms, and it might be that. History teaches us that the conditional and hypotheses often go hand in hand to be blessed. And if they cling to each other, you're in for it.
Have you ever experienced nostalgia, the thickest, the unexpected kind? Not the one that matures. The one that matures gives you the chance to expiate it in advance.
Or: going against the wind is not like going against a breeze. The first can be a pain, the second a pure pleasure surge.
And again: take "Homesick" by the Cure and "Nostalgia Canaglia" by Al Bano. Stop right there, stop! This is the definitive crossroads for the human race. Choose your side! Because we cannot metabolize nostalgia in both ways. Submit to judgment, make a vow of truth. Which side are you on?
Lying down, let nostalgia soak into your brain. Decide to immerse yourself. "Homesick" or "Nostalgia Canaglia"? I, for example, pleasantly immerse myself in the light-dark contradiction offered by Robert. I eat peanuts... ah, no in those minutes my stomach closes. I was saying: after, a few minutes later, I eat peanuts and throw the shells at those on the other side, and laugh. And 'catch you when you don't know', just as our nostalgic friend sings.
Robert Smith is a playful fool. You arrive, you sit down, you let "Plainsong" accompany the celebrant's entry with a full procession. Altar boys, deacons, so to speak. Always dark, huh. At least a dim light.
Then patience is needed, because ours also wants to go on a picnic with a packed lunch, "Pictures Of You" teaches, but calm down little Robert, we know, find your dimension, "Lullaby", goodnight to the musicians.
But you know, there are those who listen. By what right do you engulf generations and drag them into your nightmares? Oh, but then it's better Al Bano. He gives nostalgia, a kick in the ass, to that rascal. That bastard.
Not you, you have to be sophisticated. "The Same Deep Water As You" is an injection of confidence for those who feel the collapse coming and initially want to give up, but hesitate, and then you come along and bam! No more prayers for rain. Pray for us! Because the mass is not over, reverend, at least not until you start "Untitled", and it's right to call it that: it speaks for three, it also speaks for you, why would you even want to give it a title?
I come along in a wheelchair, Rob, indeed. You've cut off my legs with "Homesick", I arrive in a wheelchair or crawling, now we'll see. You fool.
Then try to explain to Al Bano that the rascal is not nostalgia, the rascal is whoever claims to rise and believes that the truth passes through "Disintegration", 1969, 1989, or it will be 2009 but who cares, do you think?
I don't want to know anything about this affair. Leave me out of it. I disguise myself, cross over to the other side. Albà, will you take me instead of Romina to duet?
If occasionally, in the darkness, I sit on a swing and cry, gently swaying, it's just that fool Smith, "Homesick", things from same deep water, and then you produce excellent wine.
And then Robert, go on a Dukan or tisane diet and leave us alone. You're getting as fat as a pig. For heaven's sake.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
01 Plainsong (05:16)
I think it's dark and it looks like rain,
You said
And the wind is blowing like it's the end of the world,
You said
And it's so cold
It's like the cold if you were dead...
And then you smiled
For a second
I think I'm old and I'm feeling pain,
You said
And it's all running out like it's the end of the world,
You said
And it's so cold
It's like the cold if you were dead...
And then you smiled
For a second
Sometimes you make me feel
Like I'm living at the edge of the world
Like I'm living at the edge of the world
It's just the way I smile,
You said
02 Pictures of You (07:28)
I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures are
All I can feel
Remembering
You standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering
You running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and whiter than snow
And screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go
Remembering
You fallen into my arms
Crying for the death of your heart
You were stone white
So delicate
Lost in the cold
You were always so lost in the dark
Remembering
You how you used to be
Slow drowned
You were angels
So much more than everything
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes
But I never see anything
If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you
Looking so long at these pictures of you
But I never hold on to your heart
Looking so long for the words to be true
But always just breaking apart
My pictures of you
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart
All my pictures of you
03 Closedown (04:21)
I'm running out of time
I'm out of step and
Closing down and
Never sleep for wanting hours
The empty hours of greed
And uselessly
Always the need
To feel again the real belief
Of something more than mockery
If only I could fill
My heart with love
04 Lovesong (03:31)
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am young again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am fun again
However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am free again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am clean again
However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you
05 Lullaby (04:12)
(I spy something beginning with S...)
On candystripe legs the spiderman comes
Softly through the shadow of the evening sun
Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead
Looking for the victim shivering in bed
Searching out fear in the gathering gloom and
Suddenly!
A movement in the corner of the room!
And there is nothing I can do
And I realize with fright
That the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!
Quietly he laughs and shaking his head
Creeps closer now
Closer to the foot of the bed
And softer than shadow and quicker than flies
His arms are around me and his tongue in my eyes
Be still, be calm, be quiet now, my precious boy
Don't struggle like that or I will only love you more
But it's much too late to get away or turn on the light
The spiderman is having you for dinner tonight!
And I feel like I'm being eaten
By a thousand million shivering furry holes
And I know that in the morning I will wake up
In the shivering cold
The spiderman is always hungry...
(Come into my parlour, said the spider to the fly
I have something...)
06 Fascination Street (05:17)
Oh it's opening time
Down on Fascination Street
So let's cut the conversation
And get out for a bit
Because I feel it all fading and paling
And I'm begging
To drag you down with me
To kick the last nail in
Yeah! I like you in that
Like I like you to scream
But if you open your mouth
Then I can't be responsible
For quite what goes in
Or to care what comes out
So just pull on your hair
Just pull on your pout
And let's move to the beat
Like we know that it's over
If you slip going under
Slip over my shoulder
So just pull on your face
Just pull on your feet
And let's hit opening time
Down on Fascination Street
So pull on your hair
Pull on your pout
Cut the conversation
Just open your mouth
Pull on your face
Pull on your feet
And let's hit opening time
Down on Fascination Street
07 Prayers for Rain (06:07)
You shatter me
Your grip on me
A hold on me
So dull it kills
You stifle me
Infectious sense
Of hopelessness and
Prayers for rain
I suffocate
I breathe in dirt
And nowhere shines
But desolate
And drab the hours all spent
On killing time again
All waiting for
The rain
You fracture me
Your hands on me
A touch so plain
So stale it kills
You strangle me
Entangle me
In hopelessness and
Prayers for rain
I deteriorate
I live in dirt
And nowhere glows
But drearily and tired
The hours all spent
On killing time again
All waiting for
The rain
09 Disintegration (08:24)
Oh I miss the kiss of treachery
The shameless kiss of vanity
The soft and the black and the velvety
Up tight against the side of me
And mouth and eyes and heart all bleed
And run in thickening streams of greed
As bit by bit it starts the need
To just let go
My party piece
Oh I miss the kiss of treachery
The aching kiss before I feed
The stench of a love for a younger meat
And the sound that it makes
When it cuts in deep
The holding up on bended knees
The addiction of duplicities
As bit by bit it starts the need
To just let go
My party piece
But I never said I would stay to the end
So I leave you with babies and hoping for frequency
Screaming like this in the hope of the secrecy
Screaming me over and over and over
I leave you with photographs
Pictures of trickery
Stains on the carpet and
Stains on the scenery
Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
When we both us knew
How the ending would be...
So it's all come back round to breaking apart again
Breaking apart like I'm made up of glass again
Making it up behind my back again
Holding my breath for the fear of sleep again
Holding it up behind my head again
Cut in deep to the heart of the bone again
Round and round and round
And it's coming apart again
Over and over and over
Now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces
I'll pull out my heart
And I'll feed it to anyone
Crying for sympathy
Crocodiles cry for the love of the crowd
And the three cheers from everyone
Dropping through sky
Through the glass of the roof
Through the roof of your mouth
Through the mouth of your eye
Through the eye of the needle
It's easier for me to get closer to heaven
Than ever feel whole again
I never said I would stay to the end
I knew I would leave you with babies and everything
Screaming like this in the hole of sincerity
Screaming me over and over and over
I leave you with photographs
Pictures of trickery
Stains on the carpet and
Stains on the memory
Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
When we both of us knew
How the end always is
How the end always is...
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