en attendant l'été ...
J'ai trop tiré sur la corde, j'ai trop passé des nuits funambules, alors tu peux laisser trainer un regard séduit mais je sais qu'aujourd'hui je suis cerné, stigmates physiques, trop malade pour te plaire. Tes formules de carte postale n'y changeront rien. C'est le début d'été, et comme à chaque fois j'ai l'impression de laisser le meilleur derrière moi, alors je claque la portière, je tourne la page, je ferme un onglet.
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# Posté le mardi 09 juin 2009 17:03
ce sera comme un petit mélange d'étoile
I try to picture a girl
Through a looking glass
See her as a carbon atom
See her eyes and stare back at them
See that girl
As her own new world
Though a home is on the surface, she is still a universe
Glory God, oh God is peeking through the blinds
Are we all here standing naked
Taking guesses at the actual date and time
Oh my, justifying reasons why
Is an absolutely insane resolution to live by
Live high
Live mighty
Live righteously
Takin it easy
Live high, live mighty
Live righteously
Try to picture the man
To always have an open hand
See him as a giving tree
See him as matter
Matter fact he's not a beast
No not the devil either
Always a good deed doer
And it's laughter that we're makin after all
The call of the wild is still an ordination why
And the order of the permeates
All our politics are too late
Oh my, the congregation in my mind
Is this assembly singing gratitude
Practicing their livin for you
Just take it easy
And celebrate the malleable reality
Nothing is ever as it seems
This life is but a dream
Through a looking glass
See her as a carbon atom
See her eyes and stare back at them
See that girl
As her own new world
Though a home is on the surface, she is still a universe
Glory God, oh God is peeking through the blinds
Are we all here standing naked
Taking guesses at the actual date and time
Oh my, justifying reasons why
Is an absolutely insane resolution to live by
Live high
Live mighty
Live righteously
Takin it easy
Live high, live mighty
Live righteously
Try to picture the man
To always have an open hand
See him as a giving tree
See him as matter
Matter fact he's not a beast
No not the devil either
Always a good deed doer
And it's laughter that we're makin after all
The call of the wild is still an ordination why
And the order of the permeates
All our politics are too late
Oh my, the congregation in my mind
Is this assembly singing gratitude
Practicing their livin for you
Just take it easy
And celebrate the malleable reality
Nothing is ever as it seems
This life is but a dream
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# Posté le mardi 09 juin 2009 16:58
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