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Nel 1977 Neil era spiaccicato, sbronzo, al suo fianco un cesso (?) e una puttanella qualunque con dell'alcool a portata di mano. Nel 1978 Neil sorride e di gusto, avrà trovato finalmente la retta via da percorrere? Sembra di sì, perché il suono delle sue parole è quello di 6 anni prima, non lo stesso intendiamoci, ma c'è qualcosa che ricorda il passato più felice di Neil.
Adesso c'è la tranquillità, calma, purezza, controllo delle proprie azioni, forse con un pizzico di malinconia o nostalgia, come dir si voglia. C'è il bianco, il sole caldo del giorno. È un nuovo viaggio fatto di dieci tappe: sembra di stare in contatto con la natura o di percorrere le strade di Kerouac. Neil ha smesso di piangere e di stare ore ed ore a contemplare la notte e i suoi fantasmi in garage poco illuminati e sporchi.
I "cavalli pazzi", J.J., e a volte voci femminili, i violini, Nicolette, l'orchestra... accompagnano Neil con un'unica (la nona) fermata (stavolta rock e blues), in uno strano (ma costruttivo) viaggio.
Nella decima ed ultima tappa si ritorna dove il nostro e i suoi compagni di viaggio erano rimasti perché viene il tempo, il tempo che chiama l'anima all'armonia.
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06 Human Highway (03:10)
I come down from the misty mountain
I got lost on the human highway
Take my head refreshing fountain
Take my eyes from what they've seen.
Take my head and change my mind
How could people get so unkind.
I come down from the crooked mansion
I went lookin' for the D.J.'s daughter
Since that day I heard it mentioned
That my name is on the line.
Now, my name is on the line
How could people get so unkind.
Now, my name is on the line
How could people get so unkind.
I come down from the misty mountain
I got lost on the human highway
Take my head refreshing fountain
Take my eyes from what they've seen.
Take my head and change my mind
How could people get so unkind.
08 Field of Opportunity (03:09)
I've been wrong before
And I'll be there again
I don't have any answers my friend
Just this pile of old questions
My memory left me here
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.
I'm going' back to my house
But I'm not goin' now
It's too early to be leaving here, somehow
Let me bore you with this story
How my lover let me down
While I borrow seeds of sadness
From the ground.
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.
There ain't no way of telling
Where these seeds will rise or when
I'll just wait around 'til springtime
And then, I'll find a friend
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.
When I'm all done cultivatin'
I'll be rockin' on the porch
Tryin' to picture you and where you are
And there'll be no hesitatin'
When Cupid lights the torch
With those headlights comin' down the hill
Between the stars.
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.
There ain't no way of telling
Where these seeds will rise or when
I'll just wait around 'til springtime
And then, I'll find a friend
In the field of opportunity
It's plowin' time again.
09 Motorcycle Mama (03:11)
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble when you bring it round
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay it down.
I'm runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Down the proud highway
Yeah, I'm runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Down the proud highway
And as long as I keep movin'
I won't need a place to stay.
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble when you bring that round
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay it down.
Well I'm here to deliver
I hope you can read my mail
I just escaped last night
From the memory county jail
I see your box is open
And you flag is up
My message is ready
If there's time enough.
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay your big spike down
I always get in trouble when you bring it round
Motorcycle Mama
Won't you lay it down.
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