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• Artiste: Zolas (The)
• Titre: Local Swan
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In Montreal’s tiny pond she and I we smoulder the local swan, my amazon with coathanger shoulders My god, it’s a mirage; she’s booking to go. I’ll swim the St. Laurent cause I lost her and I succumb. When all your nights are starry blurs will you remember me? When all your friends are photographers will you remember me? I refuse to reminisce needle cracks and tape hiss. Blue tattoos of the things I miss are they bruise or cicatrice? oh no, fear the plateau there’s no up or down costars and Hollywood tsars they flood my mind and I drown Walking by your window, I called you for the first time “yeah, the one who spilled my drink on you last night.” and in my underlit apartment, you let me paint you by the flame. I’ve painted you a hundred times and still can’t sign my name. When all your nights are starry blurs will you remember me? When all your friends are photographers will you remember me? the scene is set to see your face on every silver screen. When all you need is a hiding place will you remember me?