(Oh, Oh)
All you really wanted
Was to be alone at least a little while
How was I to know that?
Well, it seemed like an eternity
When you smile and say,
"I thought about it, it's the right time"
And I expect that
You're never returning to the USA

(Oh, Oh)
All the way the lights are
I can see your face is getting clearer
It's like you never even left here
It's like you never had the reason
To want to go. Well, I don't know
I think it's time for you to face it
You never felt right in our world
You never felt right about yourself

And I think about what it might be like
If I could go alone, if I could go at night
Would it be just like you know you said it would
Would it start the life aglow

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Political scientists are less skilled economists.

For forms of government let fools contest,
Whate'er is best administer'd is best
Alexander Pope, Essay on Man.

“Perché devo essere minoranza nel tuo Stato se tu puoi esserla nel mio?”
Lucio Caracciolo sui Balcani

La bruttezza del presente ha valore retroattivo.
Karl Kraus, senza data

Voi trovate oscure le mie parole. L'oscurità è nelle vostre anime, non vi pare?
James "che cazzo vai dicendo" Joyce, Ulysses

In celluloid we trust
Werner Herzog, "Il diamante bianco"


Stiv Bators più gnocca


Constant Nieuwenhuys, Costruzione di uno spazio (1969)


Raymond Aron, Pace e guerra tra le nazioni


Bonus