G. Salvo
G. is 20 years old.
He is the Electric Guitarist of Gentle gnome.
G. is also known as "Fretlord".
G. is located in Rome at Close to the Edge Loft.
G. likes to go for a walk during off hours and is trying to compose music in order to get ahead professionally.
I am like those seagulls in the sea, so stupid to scream for the joy of flying
Things We Have in Common
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Dominant Instruments
Lead Vocals
Electric Guitar
Special Lyrics
The things we have in common are two thousand ninety two,
I've counted them always,
since you first told me "Hey, you're from the '60s too?"
We've got two arms, two hands, two legs, two feet
Two ears and just one brain
Only our gaze is not quite the same
Because mine is normal, but yours is too beautiful
The things we have in common are so easy to identify
We like our music blasting loud
As high as the speakers can survive
We love Daniele, Battisti, Lorenzo, Prince, the Police
We put on a CD before we fall asleep
And it has to be there when we wake
'Cause when I sleep... you sleep
When I speak... you speak
When I laugh... you laugh
When I cry... you cry
When I sleep... you sleep
When I speak... you speak
When I laugh... you laugh
When I cry... you laugh!
The things we have in common
Are so many, it's almost frightening
We've both been living for over twenty years
And both still less than thirty
We love to eat, sleep, travel, dance
Smile and make love
You see, there are so many things in common
Listing them would take three hours...
but...
So what is it then
What more do you need? for me an hour was enough...
"The things we have in common!" remember It was you who first said it
You said "Look, the same place, the same fries, the same wine!"
And with every question, a new confirmation
The same rhythm of wine and laughter
And then the thrill of that first kiss, lips precise, perfect, stuck together
Hugging you, studying your body
Seeing that your face was already so red
And meanwhile discovering, amazed and moved
That you had the same exact bones as me
So I ask you, isn't it enough?
What else do you need to be sure
With all the things we have in common
Wouldn't our union be perfect?
When I sleep... you sleep
When I speak... you speak
When I laugh... you laugh
When I cry... you cry
When I sleep... you sleep
When I speak... you speak
When I laugh... you laugh
When I cry... you laugh!
but...
So what is it then
What more do you need? for me an hour was enough...