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Dave Matthews da "Live at Luther College" |
Ants Marching He wakes up in the morning Does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling Never changes a thing The week ends the week begins She thinks, we look at each other Wondering what the other is thinking But we never say a thing These crimes between us grow deeper Goes to visit his mommy She feeds him well his concerns He forgets them And remembers being small Playing under the table and dreaming Take these chances Place them in a box until a quieter time Lights down, you up and die Driving in on this highway All these cars and upon the sidewalk People in every direction No words exchanged No time to exchange And all the little ants are marching Red and black antennas waving They all do it the same They all do it the same way Candyman teasing the thoughts of a Sweet tooth tortured by the weight loss Programs cutting the corners Loose end, loose end, cut, cut On the fence, could not to offend Cut, cut, cut, cut Take these chances Place them in a box until a quieter time Lights down, you up and die.
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Formiche in marcia
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| Ancora una volta Dave Matthews fa un'analisi molto critica ed anche fedele della società. Questo testo è in sintonia con "La favola di Adamo ed Eva" di Max Gazzé : infatti anche qui emergono i paradossi della società moderna ; abbiamo una coppia che va avanti per routine , uomini che, presi nel loro instancabile incedere , non hanno tempo per scambiare due parole : gli uomini sono come piccole formiche che fanno tutte la stessa cosa allo stesso modo. |
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