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• Artiste: Gutter Sirens
• Titre: Memory Analysis
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Imprisoned in the enchanted theatre I witness strange changes I see a wizard who under the ballast of years Visits the land where heavy sleep ranges He dreamt about days when he was young In what way he perceived the world What he would alter from the perspective of years Any changes would like the old The flame of my imagination The wick of lit dreams Journey along the route of memories creation The most precious gifts Sent by him Evoke the ideas that help us to go along The road through thorns or covered with roses The one we use to departure The road through thorns - we avoid it to fool the time The road through thorns - at the end a flower blossoms- maybe mine But who dares to pick it up so early The third act the old man wakes up His face is smiling The essential still exists, the question mark vanishes The road... The road... The road... The road through thorns - where it may end I know at the world's end.