This is where noises & sounds are.You can listen what we're up to!
J'irai pas me coucher !J'irai pas ! J'irai pa
Ooh-ooh-ah, ooh-ooh-ahBroken sleep, all too humanA m
You call me over Red on your shoulderSoft to the to
"Let me in", the voice cried softlyFrom outside th
Think fast boy, think on your feetIf you don't know now then
And so the outside, it bashes us inBashes us about a bit
When I'm out walking, I strut my stuffYeah, and I'm so strun
Music is a way to express myself when words fall apart. It is a white noise, a ferocious river I am pulled by but also one I share and listen.