A B C D E F G --Bitch, Daniel Cleaver's mine!

Won't you open for me the door to your ice world to your white desert, I just want to stare out over these snowfields until we are one again. We belong to the frozen world, when the ice begins to thaw becomes the sea. Oh, you will see how beautiful we can be. Everything is calm at the end of the planet in our white desert, the sun kissed the ice it glistens for me and we are one again. We belong to the frozen world when the ice begins to thaw becomes the sea. Oh, you will see how beautiful we can be when the ice begins to thaw becomes the sea.

A B C D E F G --Bitch, Daniel Cleaver's mine!

Won't you open for me the door to your ice world to your white desert, I just want to stare out over these snowfields until we are one again. We belong to the frozen world, when the ice begins to thaw becomes the sea. Oh, you will see how beautiful we can be. Everything is calm at the end of the planet in our white desert, the sun kissed the ice it glistens for me and we are one again. We belong to the frozen world when the ice begins to thaw becomes the sea. Oh, you will see how beautiful we can be when the ice begins to thaw becomes the sea.

A B C D E F G --Bitch, Daniel Cleaver's mine!

Won't you open for me the door to your ice world to your white desert, I just want to stare out over these snowfields until we are one again. We belong to the frozen world, when the ice begins to thaw becomes the sea. Oh, you will see how beautiful we can be. Everything is calm at the end of the planet in our white desert, the sun kissed the ice it glistens for me and we are one again. We belong to the frozen world when the ice begins to thaw becomes the sea. Oh, you will see how beautiful we can be when the ice begins to thaw becomes the sea.

Sono salito sulla cattedra per ricordare a me stesso che dobbiamo sempre guardare le cose da angolazioni diverse. E il mondo appare diverso da quassù. Non vi ho convinti? Venite a vedere voi stessi. Coraggio! È proprio quando credete di sapere qualcosa che dovete guardarla da un'altra prospettiva.
~prof. Keating, L'attimo fuggente