And now he's home, and we're laughing, like we always did...
My same old, same old friend...
Until a quarter-to-ten...
I saw the strain creep in...
He seems distracted and I know just what is gonna happen next...
Before his first step...he is off again... .

TASHI DELEK
Solo il dopodomani mi appartiene. C’è chi nasce postumo.