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Artiste:
Birds In Row
Titre:
Morning
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The waking took longer than the war 'tween my mind and my blood And i’m not sure who wriggled out I can’t stop thinking: Does politeness make it bearable? Or is it just who we are? And how much time, in a lifetime, do we waste waiting at traffic lights? It makes me sick but i can't remember the way i got here Born in freedom Raised in love Grown an adult Perishable hopes keep the vultures fat And the one thing i know, they won’t give them back Not looking forward to the « good old times » For i don’t know how to keep all my shit together I’m just a stack of photographs (x2) I can’t keep my shit together And the older i get, the better i am At forgetting names and faces I first took these pictures with... So, I wake up alone Can’t i play on my own? And with the sun I make faces to the first silhouettes haunting the streets i walk Home. Sun. Concrete burns Faces. Curse. Smile Where the fuck will it end? I guess it’s just morning questions No way my brain will shut up I’m burning in a jail of doubts It’s not so easy to hide I just don’t know where it goes I just don’t know where it ends I just don’t hope I’m alone Silence is a safe place