This is where noises & sounds are.You can listen what we're up to!
Désirée, island face Diamond eyes, hair astray
As I lay lying to the limit of my chainI stand and pivot a p
She don't like my empty whiskey bottlesI don't like the smel
In the dawn our monuments dissolvedEvery tower and pyramid:
Met a girl in the rainWaiting for a trainI said I missed
Draw an X on my forehead and cross me outCall me lonely and
ThingsI couldn't sayBut it's okayYou walked away
Mimoun, il fait des trous dans des cartonsTous les matins il
-secret words-It's too long but I caught itIt's too
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.