I stayed fifteen minutes
Head anchored in the asphalt
I drowned in the streets
Linking boulevards
Like there was something deep down to see
A f*cking take on her smile by the bar
Dancing in the street
I coughed my lungs out
So they'd empty the urge they had to scream
To never see her vanish in the night again
Fly off into the shadows
Like on the very first night
I'd gladly stay for hours
In the opaque glasses of smoke-filled terraces
Watching the faces that bloom
Watching hers before it shows
A bit like primary colors
That sometimes fade away
To become pastels, watercolors or mixed
A bit like the sleepless night that holds back sleep
Lost in drunkenness and bathed in light
A bit like primary colors
That sometimes fade away
To become pastels, watercolors or mixed
A bit like the sleepless night that holds back sleep
Lost in drunkenness and bathed in light