The rain stops... But my heart still misses the sun that shined somewhere else Maybe the sun never shined after all Maybe I kept it out of my world Because
End of day, so tired... I think I can breath no more The rain ceased, see... Everything should be clear by now Voices and guilts so loud in silence A
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The rain begins Through the glasses of ignorance I observe the raindrops on the window Small rivers flowing in the cold pane Like the crevices on my
I crawl! Like the words I spoke in agony. Finally... In absence, the fake wall ... fell apart from the idea of dying... from the idea of dying in silence
Oh Lord! How cold, I stand.. How scared! on my strange throne A gift... So be it... Dreaming images of wasted feelings Like flowing rivers in my poisoned
the past for the time to come In all our thoughts will meet again Never leave me out here in the cold I say For my never ending dream Love in december
14 decembre de cinq a sept Grand vent d?ouest, la ville tremble Cinq quaaludes, sept percocet Je me rendors parmi les cendres Des croix et des croises
Des images me reviennent Comme des souvenirs tendres D'une ancienne ritournelle Autrefois en decembre Je me souviens il me semble Des jeux qu'on inventait
J'ai dans la tete un vieux sapin, une creche en d'ssous Un Saint-Joseph avec une canne en caoutchouc Etait mal faite pis j'avais fret Quand je r'venais
to know about it Arguing with you's no good You'll be nobody's fool but you'll almost speak... Don't talk about it Don't talk about the 32nd of December
