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• Artiste: Robin Noel Vaas
• Titre: Monuments
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Caught among the hills of tall monuments to mankind's little dreams Where bodies keep it empty and monoliths are tearing at the seams And it seems it's like a dream Marionette's walking in lines Turning back time, turning back time Or hoping to We were synchronistic with love unrealistic like a dream We can see it endless, cynical and friendless at the scene At the scene it's like a dream Curling your lips Moving your hips Monuments, monuments It's all a dream Oh we talk, talk is cheap And leaves me tired So I lied through the night, through the night Caught among the monuments walking to the shoreline and the sea Wondering the hope for us, wondering the hope for you and me But a shoreline at the sea Marionettes falling in line Wasting their time Falling in line With you and me Oh but we, we want sun Fate arimes nice Fate arimes nice in the night In the night And we were left on Vincent street, squires writing slurs on the walls She don't owe a thing to me, a brilliantly green leaf in the Fall Owes me nothing not at all