Atlantic City, NJ, Sept. 23, 1972
She kept on moving, looking
without being satisfied
Nothing or nobody was good enough
She would sing:
«I can’t get no, satisfaction»
Atlantic City, NJ, Sept. 23, 1972
She kept on moving, looking
without being satisfied
Nothing or nobody was good enough
She would sing:
«I can’t get no, satisfaction»
Atlantic City, NJ, Sept. 21, 1972
Worried, trembling, but keeps on going
where? it doesn’t matter
just following everyday’s «existence»
Atlantic City, NJ, Sept. 17, 1972
I hurt you without meaning it
I put you down, wishing you high
I see you away, hoping you closer
I seem to understand my contradiction
Atlantic City, NJ, Sept. 17, 1972
Shocking emotions make me realize
how much you mean to me
The sweet pain of understanding
fills me up leaving me satisfied
Kicking away the rocks on the way
we seem to walk closer
even that the bumps seem to make it harder
Atlantic City, NJ, August 29, 1972
Like the prohibited fruit
she stood there looking at me
Her eyes were sweet, but yet, proud
maybe too proud, too sweet
I knew it, but I couldn’t let her go
so she played with her human toy
as any other sweet devil would do
Atlantic City, NJ, August 26, 1972
I wish I had a date with the mountains
I wish I could relate
with no words or cautious looks
Atlantic City, NJ, August 26, 1972
She said her life had no meaning
That she wasn’t doing anything
That she was only having a good time
meeting the people around the world
learning about life in a very personal way
Atlantic City, NJ, August 5, 1972
Life goes by fast
the river doesn’t stop
Maybe someday
the glacier won’t give any more water
that day the river will die
Atlantic City, NJ, July 30, 1972
Alone the boy goes through the world
in search of the calls of his heart
He knows something awaits him
without knowing exactly what it is
But the calls are strong enough
so the search goes on and on
far from his initial goals
Atlantic City, NJ, July 20, 1972
And the bird that was sad and worried
understood at last that his real place
wasn’t to be tied down to the ground like snakes
‘cause he was a bird and not a snake