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• Artiste: Jf Robitaille
• Titre: New York
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"Well look into the future," says the New York Times, "this year you are released from trying to strike matches in the wind." Still, I remember everything: Your voice that night -- alive at 6 AM -- when all I'd broke were promises. So let the rain fall, I kind of want it to. See what we're made of? Now that everything is new. It was a slow death, not much dignity. So let the rain fall and if we drown, it's happily. I died while I was dreaming, For a second I stopped breathing and I woke up on the quiet side of town. Didn't sleep that year at all. A haze of cigarettes and alcohol, this dust had settled in my eyes. Still, I remember everying: Your voice that night -- alive at 6 AM -- when I had made new promises. So let the rain fall, I kind of want it to. See what we're made of? Now that everything is new. It was a slow death, not much dignity. So let the rain fall and if we drown, it's happily. Oh, let the rain fall! I kind of want it to. See what we're made of? Now that everything is new. It was a slow death, not much dignity. So let the rain fall and if we drown, it's happily. ..and if we drown, it's happily. ..and if we drown, it's happily.