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The scene will end Late, late in the night I'll pretend to be asleep Because we're speechless, anyway I'm scaring you, again With conversations to myself The tinkle of our last point Echoes late, late in the night You buried us, till nothing remains Not even the sound of lovers' last breath Trapped in a place, you cannot guess Now quietly fading out, to pitch black shame None of us is brave enough To cut the string we're standing on Your head on a slate, as a payoff Would make my day.
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The sleeper 03:36
My love she sleeps, oh, may her sleep As it is lasting so be deep. Soft may the worms about her creep Far in the forest, dim and old. Oh lady bright can it be right This window open to the night The wanton airs from the tree top Laughingly through the lattice drop. I swap the flame And admit it's a fail But i'll never forget you turned The child I was into a man. Can I call you lady bright Does the nickname sounds right It's only misunderstandings And missed chances.
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When you seem evasive you, like a magician, Act to turn a six into a nine How many nights before the ice to blow How many days until I grow. Then we'll disappear without warn anyone I'll take you where I told you so Where weeks are nine Days and nights long. Will you be part of the trip Can you decipher what's the idea Ice has to melt so we can see The sun The sun.
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I came back where we spent Most of our favorite years When all apologies were easy ; It doesn’t matter the stunned state I felt. I fall asleep, wide opened eyes, Dazed about what we talked about. The hushed noise of your hidden smiles Leads me late, late in the night. You buried us, 'till nothing remains Not even the sound of lovers' last breath Trapped in a place, we won't escape Now quietly fading out, to pitch black shame None of us is brave enough To cut the string we're standing on Your head on a slate, as a payoff Would make my day. The scene will end Late, late in the night I'll pretend to be asleep because we're speechless, anyway I'm scaring you, again With conversations to myself The tinckle of our last point Echoes, late, late in the night. The more I dig, the more I feel crazy. △ VIDEO : http://youtu.be/ulKXy5aOdCM △

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released March 6, 2014

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collection Lyon, France

Collection accumule les objets sonores glanés sur son chemin, les arrachant à leur utilité pour en susciter un sens nouveau. Dans son cabinet de curiosité, les merveilles fréquentent les monstres et l’abeille tutoie le loup. On tend alors l’oreille à ce que Collection veut bien nous dire de ses obsessions, à ce que la pudeur nous révèle de rugueux, à la sagesse d’un loup qui tutoie une abeille. ... more

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