White into the winter tide
I sing to a lonely wave
neither night’s nor day’s light
I dance into the wide

oh step out of your buildings
A sand castle is here!
Rose quartz against the sunshine
Eyelids caressed by the wind

Have you seen the sun rise?
I have, from my liquid bed
She combs my seaweed hair
I wear no disguise

Oh step into my blue world
leave all your fears behind

Follow me
Follow me, oh follow
Follow me, oh follow below
Follow me, oh follow below the undertow

Follow me under
Follow me under
under, under

Here comes the bully
He’s approaching and I’m fully
Aware he’s going to be the bully bullying me

Here is the bully
raging eyes of pure folly
oh why, oh why does he always wanna be the bully bullying me?

“So you think I’m a bully to despise?
Oh, if only I could make you realize
I’m just the other side of the game
where you’re pitied and I’m to blame”

Me, myself and I are family
What I’ve been through is what you see

Crying out loud but inside of me
Life gave me no name but bully

Everyday I wake up in the mood for love
Now that Ma and Pa ain’t here they’re likely to yell from above

So, it happens everyday
the mood for love turns into mood for hatred
and colours are faded, life is not sacred, love is negated

Violence is my way to attack in self-defence
Your false pretense of cleaning your soul with common sense
Just doesn’t make sense to me

It only adds anger, you see?
It only deepens the gap between the good you and the bad me

What can I do, what shall I do, what am I supposed to do
To improve my present condition
To get out of this self-destruction

To break from your own conception of the: the fearsome bully
To let go of my own reflection of me: the eternal unruly

All of this I’m thinking while I’m walking down the road towards you
Soon philosophy will turn to crazy wish to beat you

See, you won’t believe this shit
I hurt you just because I like you
and in this song I’ll let you speak, explain your angle of view

Hey, Bully, I want to get your face out of my mind
Want you to be kind, want me to be fine

Now and everytime

Airier, my whole house should be much airier
Roaches make their way through the door, must close the door
More time, basically more time, too little time

Mind the loop of mind, the loop of mind

Airier, my whole life should be much airier
Roaches make their way through the door, must close the door

More time, basically more time, too little time
Mind the loop of mind, the loop of mind

Lose lose or there’s nothing to lose, much easier, much easier
Lose, lose or there’s nothing to lose, much easier, harder!
Do, undo, little words can do, little words can undo
Do, undo, little words can do

A moment that could last forever
My heart brings me back to those years
When you and I
A shout and a sigh
were singing the days with no fear

Going out for a walk
or simply staying here to talk
Don’t care about any other thing
Cause you and I
will reach for the sky
and turn a fall into Spring

Like a star shining although a cloud’s jealous

You will shine forever in my heart
Fall into Spring

Spring cause it came out of your hair
Sparkling bubbles I could see
Running out from your eyes
I will catch them and keep them in a jar
Play with them when you’re far
and turn fall into spring

Little sister, my beloved sister
I miss the sound of your smile more than any other thing
cause your smile, your lovely bright smile
would turn Fall into Spring

I greet the sunshine everyday when I get out of bed
and everytime it’s like I pray that it turns back to red
I fly upon this troubled life and sing out to the trees
I know their leaves of green and brown are singing out to me

There must have been some magic charm on the day that I was born
“your mother’s womb won’t let you out!” said my umbilical cord
“I must do something straight away or I won’t see the light”
and from a jungle of mangroves I got over my first fight

A gentle breeze
I like it here I think I’m going to stay
and if allowed I may want to just brighten up your days
I’ve only few things I can do, no more than one or two
One is to sing so let me bring my melodies to you

Venus is my planet, can’t be other, can it?
blue’s my favourite colour even in my solos
elementally I’m air, sentimentally I’m fair
Libra constellation, give me good vibration

Solitude, Silence
Daydreaming
Listening within
A slow E-motion in me

Paradise
My eyes
See what they see
New reality
A slow E-motion in me

Poetry left me
Sounds all around
Looked for them and found
A slow E-motion in me

Paradise
My eyes
See what they see
New reality
A slow E-motion in me

Poetry left me
Sounds all around
Looked for them and found

Thoughts keep crawling
Creeping down till my last toe
Words keep flowing
even those words that I don’t really know

Sight is blurry

What I am focusing is inside
There’s no Body
only Ideas, but magnified

“I grow old, I grow old
I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers and walk upon the beach
I’ve heard the Mermaids singing each to each
I do not think that they will sing to me
I’ve seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By Seagirls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us and we drown
In the room the women come and go talking of Michelangelo” (T.S. Eliot)

Aunt Rita said those were going to be the worst days
Hardship and privation, not to mention sadness and depression
No one would listen to her raving
They all blamed her sheer lunacy
To lack of vitamins and phosphorous

Sometimes she would change her mind
wishing her heart was blind
but basically Aunt Rita knew,
Aunt Rita just knew what it was going to become true

Very soon
Meanwhile, only somebody particularly fond of skywatching
Had noticed that nightbirds, especially owls,
showed a remarkable unquietness

But attributed this to the full moon and position of the planets
No one would listen to her raving
They all blamed her sheer lunacy
To lack of vitamins and phosphorous

No one would ever imagine that two days after

a meteorite would strike the whole village
Leaving only a few
Me, Aunt Rita and the family
The keyboard player, the double bass player
the drummer, the guitar player

And we found ourselves among spalls of gypsum and fragments of lives
Playing jazz for no one

You know that signs don’t depend on us
they’re temporary symbols they just ignore us

You know that words love to put charms
they blend rosemary and coriander
and we’re in their arms

Envelopes waiting like Penelope.
And then one day they asked me to go beyond their contour

“we’re shades
we apologize
if we’re only able to synthesize”

“Signata
ready to serve you sir
if you wish to infer
remember only from form we get the force”

Pragmatic if not Dogmatic
ditto Magmatic wisdom
Magnetic kingdom