Lime tea box

Lime tea box è decisamente uno dei Greatest Hits, una delle canzoni preferite dal mio esiguo ma fedele pubblico. Nata alla chitarra come una sorta di ballata dylaniana, poi adattata per tastiera, come quasi tutte le canzoni di A KIWI, ha un impianto classico se non fosse per l'introduzione di ritmi sbilenchi nel ritornello. Il testo è stato scritto con precisione maniacale, misurando ogni parola col contagocce, e contiene miriadi di riferimenti personali cifrati. Dello stile di Dylan vuole scimmiottare anche il tono, apparentemente romantico ma in realtà narcisistico e un po' crudele, si tratta alla fin fine di un messaggio orgoglioso di indipendenza di chi rivendica il diritto alla propria differenza, non prendendosi la responsabilità se non è stato capito, ma alla fin fine sa un po' di volpe e uva.

mp3: Lime tea box

Qui il video della diretta Facebook del 2020:

Cloudy eyes
and foggy thoughts
one night we saw the lightning
but we didn't hear the storm
and in your secret garden
then I saw the tide rise high  
I shouldn't have sheltered 

in your wuthering eyes

Windy curls
and amber skin
you murdered me so gently
that I couldn’t scream
but when I saw the blood spurt out
you were out of reach
and to remove the stains I used
your sister's bleach

Miss Summer kisses
and winter sports
in your Barbie's house
I ain't gonna fit no more
your golden cage's so comfortable 
that you needn't dream
so after trying a few times
I threw away the key.

Oh muddy hands
and immaculate soul
I was so proud of my lead oxyde
you showed me fields of corn
now that the autumn chilly winds
are taking us apart
I know I shouldn't have tried 
to learn the way by heart

And if you want to know me

then you've got to learn 

for my passion's silent 

and my warmth is cold 

I may be undecided 

but my will is strong 

and my fight is still

but I don’t miss the point  

and if you want to touch me 

first you've got to reach me  

and if you want to bind me 

first you’ve got to find me 

cause I’m a selfish fellow 

but of the sweetest kind 

and if I say I will

I might even fall

but you can never tell

Sweet purple bloom

and sharpened thorn

seems you’re able to live in peace

only while you're at war

you said your fire arms 

would keep me safe and warm

now that you disarmed me 

I don’t feel weak no more

And even though I reassured you

that I haven’t wasted time

and your moves are all recorded here

and all your words are filed

if your concern is that the time you gave me

is likely to get lost 

your photos are all kept secure here

in your lime tea box