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(poetic)

Salty water

No one is inside
solace is no-longer enough
sloping red wall painting
my heart is pumping
flowing blood in my veins
is cool deserted senseless
and resembles to boundless rivers
 
Salty water
sharp twist
ways that we take like greased lightning
it can not be very close
too far
too near
smithereens of those cloths
too near yet too far
not a single thing can possible without you
 
dissuade me, come enamor me
passion has unwrapped my pieces come...
 

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(Adaptation, Equirhythmic, Singable, Poetic)

Awake

Versions: #2
It’s not that I believe it
But that I want to try holding out
Because this is
All that I can do
 
I want to remain
I want to dream more
Even so, what I’m saying is
That it’s time to leave
 
Yeah it’s my truth
It’s my truth
I will be covered with wounds all over
But it’s my fate
It’s my fate
Still, I want to struggle and fight
 
Maybe I, I can never fly
I can’t fly like the flower petals over there
Or as though I have wings
Maybe I, I can’t touch the sky
Still, I want to stretch my hand out
I want to run, just a bit more
 
I’m just walking and walking, among this darkness
My happy times asked me this question
You, are you really okay, it asked me
Oh no
I’m just walking and walking, among this darkness
My happy times asked me this question
You, are you really okay, it asked me
Oh no
 
But it’s my fate
It’s my fate
Still, I want to struggle and fight
 
Maybe I, I can never fly
I can’t fly like the flower petals over there
Or as though I have wings
Maybe I, I can’t touch the sky
Still, I want to stretch my hand out
I want to run, just a bit more
 
Wide awake, wide awake, wide awake
Don’t cry
Wide awake, wide awake, wide awake
No lie
Wide awake, wide awake, wide awake
Don’t cry
Wide awake, wide awake, wide awake
No lie
 
Maybe I, I can never fly
I can’t fly like the flower petals over there
Or as though I have wings
Maybe I, I can’t touch the sky
Still, I want to stretch my hand out
I want to run
Just a bit more
 
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A Doll In The Window

Childhood Cosette:
She's a doll in the window
Who watches me and who is bored.
I think that she's looking for a mum,
And I want her to be my daughter.
 
In a house full of toys,
Where little girls of my age,
Sew their dolls dresses,
And never do housework.
 
I would dress her with lace,
She would have skirts of silk.
I want my daughter to be the most beautiful,
And that she be proud,
That she be very proud of me.
 
She's a doll in the window;
I look at her and she calls me.
If only I knew how to write...
I would ask Father Christmas for her.
 

To fly at night

I transport letters, dreams in the stars
I am a postman of the sky for the Aéropostale
I look at the world through my aeroplane
It's beautiful, from up here we all look the same
I dream in my lonely sky
That we may all be a bit more united
 
To fly at night like St Exupéry
To see the world from above without looking down on it
To fly at night, to see what unites us
To make it known that we are all equal
 
Seen from above these borders, these lines that separate us
Are only drawings, only lines on the map
Behind, in each house, people are dreaming, people love each other
It's beautiful, seen from a plane, we all look the same
I think about it in my empty sky
Below civil wars are breaking out
 
To fly at night like St Exupéry
To see the world from above without looking down on it
To fly at night, to see what unites us
To make it known that men are all equal
 
If I were to crash, I wouldn't regret a thing
I was made to plant flowers in a garden
Some nights it is as though I can hear in the cockpit
Something like a child's voice among the parasites
A child who says please... mister, draw me the earth
 
(Draw me... the earth)
(Draw me... the earth)
 
To fly at night like St Exupéry
To see the world from above without looking down on it
To fly at night, to see what unites us
To dream in the shadow about the world waking up
 

Fan Fan Fanatical

Fan Fan Fanatical
Dramatic make up
Fan Fan Fanatical
And dancing automatically.
 
Fan Fan Fanatical
Likeable music idol
Fan Fan Fanatical
And dancing so ecstatic
 
The act is atmospheric,
The response hysterical,
Idol at the very top,
Fans who are raging.
 
Fan Fan Fanatical
Love automatically
Fan Fan Fanatical
Dancing so apathetic.
 
The act is atmospheric ...
 
Fan Fan Fanatical
Dramatic make up
Fan Fan Fanatical
And dancing automatically.
 
Fan Fan Fanatical
And dancing automatically...