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SEAWEED

I got a feeling I should have stopped in the beginning
’Cause I’m not someone that can survive these storms
And the ocean of your skin is so deceiving
It’s like I’m being dragged down to the floor

My memories are stuck in a seaweed prison
All my faith’s been carried away by the morning tide
In the belly of this whale the nights are longer
The oil in my lamp is running out

So I’ve got to say bye-bye babe, you’re running faster
I couldn’t believe it when I saw you yesterday
You were riding your bike like a thoroughbred
Who’d won the races
And I was broken down on the starting line

Now I’m getting tired of guzzling salty water
But in the ocean, babe, there’s nothing else to drink
And there’s nothing else to clean my hands and conscience
To shake your marks of tar off of me

But all in all, what’s the use in floating?
Only what is empty is safe from sinking down
And you, it’s better you read this survivor’s
message in the bottle
For the time may come that you’re a survivor too

Click here for the Italian translation

I have the feeling I should have stopped at the beginning
Because I'm not someone who can survive these storms
And the ocean of your skin is so deceptive
It's like I'm being dragged down

My memories are stranded in a prison of seaweed
All my trust has been carried away by the morning tide
In the belly of this whale the nights are longer
The oil in my lamp is about to run out

So I have to say goodbye, you run faster
I couldn't believe it when I saw you yesterday
You were riding your bike as if it were a horse
That had won the races
And I was stranded at the starting line

I'm really getting tired of gulping down salt water
But in the ocean there's nothing else to drink
And there's nothing else to wash my hands and conscience
To shake off your tar moles

So I have to say goodbye, you run faster
I couldn't believe it when I saw you yesterday
You were riding your bike as if it were a horse
That had won the races
And I was stranded at the starting line

But after all, what's the point of floating?
Only what is empty doesn't risk sinking
As for you, you'd better read the message in a bottle
from this castaway
Because sooner or later you might be shipwrecked too

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