Here I propose another great song of the italian artist Franco Battiato, that talks about a strange need that some people have: a need that’ll make them keep moving, and moving, from destination to destination, because they can survive only spreading themselves in the world.
Many people have left their hometown, many people travel. But how many really feel like this?
A friend sent me this song, thinking about my experience in the park. I think it can describe perfectly the relation between man and nature.
Few people can transmit the harmony of nature with music like the italian wiseman/master/artist/thinker/songwriter Franco Battiato. His music and lyrics can find a unique mix between philosophy, science, religion, poetry, electronic, pop and orchestra, for a result that’s always amazing; sometimes trippy, sometimes relaxing, sometimes both.