war strategies Paroles

and i draw 25 lines representing time,
i make the months and years rhyme.

I switch the light on, light on.
I need to work on my war strategies to satisfy my needs.
Nothing but new inventions, a new kind of breed,
induced puppetry, television diseases.
I know what i want: a house by the water, a bird and a lover
and time to see through the big pile of shit
that comes with being a part of it.

So i fill the holes with the gaps and the gaps with the holes and the hole with the gaps
and the gaps with the holes and the holes with the gaps
to know at least i try to nourish the ghost i am inside

I switch the light on, light on
and it means nothing compared
to size of the universe.
How comforting that sounds,
you need a bit of luck and wait with fascination for the day we're all gonna die.

So i fill the holes with the gaps and the gaps with the holes and the hole with the gaps
and the gaps with the holes and the holes with the gaps
to know at least i try to nourish the ghost i am inside