White black

Perfect, heaven help me I like it that way

He doesn't even know whether to rain
The sun is closed in the lane
They told him my story
Who knows if it will come out...

Okay, there's no sky, I like it that way
The street lamps are less shy
I have 4 shadows here with me
Maybe they know the way
Who knows where we're going...

It's only the tenth month of the year
Just a stretch of this autumn
I haven't decided whether to count the leaves
Or whether to talk to him and ask him why

It's only the tenth step on the way
Another step in black and white

And no, you don't need any color
And no one barks...

Perfect, we are all, we are all here
Always us fantastic four

Me, Claudio, a cat and the sidewalk
Eyes as wet as feet
Who knows where we're going...

Luckily it's just me
That I waste time looking up for Orion
Lucky that.. no one like me..

He sees faces in the clouds
We talk inside a mirror
He doesn't know what time or day he was born
What is the news?

He sees fear in the looks
He cries while staring at the horizon
Wrong motif and track..
What is beyond that sea?

It's only the tenth month of the year
Another day this autumn
I enjoy pounding leaves
I whistle and laugh for no reason

It's only the tenth step into the shadows
Another step in black and white
And no, you don't need any color
And no dog barks...

no dog...