Thievery Corporation - Shadows of ourselves

Coeur mécanique où sont tes piles ?
Perdu dans un monde, tout étranger
Quelle est la raison pour tous ces mensonges
On a plus le droit de se renfermer

Je n'ai pas le temps de perdre la tête
Pour nous sauver de nous-mêmes
Je n'ai pas le temps de perdre la tête
Pour nous sauver de nous-mêmes

Quelle est cette ivresse qui nous entraîne
D'ou viennent tous ces mots qui m'attaquent
Plaisirs incomplets qui m'envoûtent
On a plus le droit de fermer ses portes

Je n'ai pas le temps de perdre la tête
Pour nous sauver de nous-mêmes
Je n'ai pas le temps de perdre la tête
Pour nous sauver de nous-mêmes
Pour nous sauver de nous-mêmes

Pour nous sauver de nous-mêmes

Sweet tides.

"We'll live on coffee and flowers"

: )

Paris in October! Uh la la : )

I want to return to this moment !

enchanted being from an unknown realm

In the twilight of the night
I raise my hand and acknowledge the stars
Thus they are there for a reason
To light the cold and crisp nights that go by
And to make every single soul feel at home in their hearts..
Oh honor thou soul saviors
Starry night
Wishes under the moonlight and be comings above the sun
And beneath the southern moon, a heavenly creature dances and sways
Receiving praises from the outsiders
Whose glances and quivers
Observe in mere perplexment and jealousy
This makes her want to desire more and more
Every inch of her body vibrates and tingles
For now the next step she pursues
Is one to seek her partner in this mysterious dance called life under the stars.
Cuz what are we unless
Those lonely beings
Whose quests are to find
Their loved ones and
Wish for the best !

Love street

He lives on..
Love street and chants a Hare Krishna melody
He’s a twentieth century Morrison
That won’t become a laughing parody
The birds and the trees make his spirits light up with joy
But the reporters and media make him feel like a toy
He’s a little boy soldier
Without the guns and the greed
Cuz he’s a peaceful soul with a family to feed
Living under the green grasses he knows it won’t get better than this!
Unless people stop thinking of piss instead of bliss!
All hail the wonderful green grasses and colorful meadows
That makes this earth breathable
We need these colors
To live on..
To paint a better picture of our unforgettable lives and undoubtful futures!

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