
Appunti dal tavolino di un bar - 510 - I Ain't The Damn One
No week without a problem, no day without disquiet
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No week without a problem, no day without disquiet

Is she stable or the worsening is so slow is undetectable?

Still recovering from the last emergency, still recovering from the last six years

Back in the new almost home but non quite

Before the flatline there will be only pain
Can I still find herself in her eyes?

Communication crumbling creates confusing comprehension

Less and less agile, less and less in her mind

This rest stop is gonna be full of guilt

Is almost feeling better that no feeling at all?

In darkness there is solace, in darkness there is solitude

From the black cloud some flashing memories suddenly rise up

There is no more music or am I just to numb to hear it?

Has the sunset of my understanding of her words already begun?

It this the new normal or just a doped up phase?

Every step feels like a mile

We feeling better or the numbness is just too tempting

Are we taking it slow or are we slowly be overtaken?

We feeling better or the worsening just stopped?

Every step back it's just a pause, or so I hope