SILENT ALL THESE YEARS

Qualche giorno fa venuta a cena una coppia di amici speciali, chiaccherando mi sono trovata a mettere su un cd di Tori Amos, vecchio, uno dei miei preferiti, e non so proprio perchè; comunque in questa settimana mi sono ritrovata a canticchiare una canzone in particolare in diverse occasioni... la condivido con voi solo nel testo, per chi non conosce la musica la provi ad immaginare, è un pianoforte suonato con trasporto, che riesco a ricondurre solo a lei. Quelli che invece conoscono Tori, godano nel ricodare. Questa canzone mi rappresenta molto ultimamente, in passato la consideravo triste, angosciante, ma ora la leggo solo con dolcezza.
Ecco questa è la mia canzone della settimana, la vostra?

"Silent All These Years"

Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won't bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again
Yeah I can hear that
Been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know
But nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me
You never shut-up
Yeah I can hear that

But what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years

So you found a girl
Who thinks really deep thoughts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best praya that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you
My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven
Where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker
Do you think it's enough
To get us there

Cause what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These...

Years go by
Will I still be waiting
For somebody else to understand
Years go by
If I'm stripped of my beauty
And the orange clouds
Raining in head
Years go by
Will I choke on my tears
Till finally there is nothing left
One more casualty
You know we're too easy Easy Easy

Well I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
Let's hear what you think of me now
But baby don't look up
The sky is falling
Your mother shows up in a nasty dress
It's your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin' at you here
Take hold of my hand
Yeah I can hear them

But what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice

And it's been here
Silent All These Years
I've been here
Silent All These Years

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A few days ago a couple of special friens came for dinner, while chatting I found myself putting on a CD by Tori Amos, quite old yet one of my favourites, really with no reason; anyway, in this week I heard myself humming a single song in different occasions... I'll share with you only the lyrics: to who doesn't know it just try to imagine the music, it's a piano played with energy, that I can bring back only to her.
People who knows Tori, just enjoy remembering.
This song represents me a lot recently, in the past I considered it sad and distressing, but now I read it only with sweetness.
So this is my song of the week, which is yours?