The Hours

Ho scritto questa canzone la notte stessa in cui ho visto l'omonimo film, che mi ha colpito nel profondo dell' anima per la sconfinata tristezza che trasmette ma anche per il coraggio e la dedizione che accomuna queste tre donne, decise a vivere fino in fondo la loro vita, nella buona o nella cattiva sorte.

Un esempio per me, e spero per molti altri.

THE HOURS
[this song is dedicated to Virginia Woolf]

Fallen in a web of depressive emotions,
And my life seems broken to pieces
I’m trying to concentrate all my time
In a single day…
Why are the others so fucking blind??
They can not comprehend my inner fights!
An empty white page in front of me
And the end?
It’s still to find…

BRIDGE

What is Death? What is Life?
And all these voices in my head…
What is Death? What is Life?
Where can I find the answers?

See the pain, through my dead eyes
I’ve forgotten how to fly
‘Cause this is your happiness but it’s not mine
Oh, how I wish to change my hollow life
In this cage, I cannot stay
‘Cause Love and Life have gone away
I’d rather die, than live with these fears…
…so let me sink in to this river of tears…

BRIDGE

What is Death? What is Life?
And all these voices in my head…
What in Death? What after Life?
Where can I find the answers?


CHOURS

The Hours that never pass away
The Hours that drive me insane
In these Hours my sick Soul falls
Into a Black Emptiness


[In the spirit of Virginia Woolf]:

“Why is this happening to me?
I never wanted such a suffering
I’m lying on my bed, rigid as a rock
And I’m trying to fight against this anxiety
I feel the water rising
All around my bed
And I know that soon it will submerge me
But I’m still lying on my bed
And it’s so hard for me to breathe…
And I feel those cold hands, paralyzing me
Two for my arms, two for my legs…
…and the worst of them all…
…the one that penetrates in my back
And seizes my heart…
So hard that I choke…
I know that one day,
This nightmare will destroy me
Until then, my novel is the only reason
That pushes me to live “