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The Man in the Moon
03:22
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The man in the moon said
"There's no one to trust"
So I'll go back over the things I thought
I knew
The man in the moon said
"There's nothing to loose
No way to lie
Don't make yourself a fool,
How could my answers be true?"
"If the rules were written in the stars
I would pick them one by one
And they'd become an ancient law
If the right and wrong was anything at all
I would invite you to the moon
So you'd be free from any flaw
But don't hope for the Sun
Why would you ask anyone?
I'm not a ruler, or a King
I can't decide how you may live"
The man in the moon
Won't solve my wish
For his presence is nothing but a myth
For the lost to see
And for souls to free
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2. |
Beautiful Lies
02:19
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Clouds and birds
Are flying around
Chasing each other to the moon and sky
Never growing board of all they can despise
Truth is such a beautiful lie
Running around my head like it makes sense
Never will the world ever be content
From the little child listening to stories
Of castles and Kings, easy to win
To the grown man reading through his big blue book
And hoping there's a place called Eternity
Give them truth to argue about
A couples of years from now
They'll say there was
No such thing to agree on
So why should I try
Giving it time?
Time is all I have until I'm gone
Give me truths, I won't know what to make of them
"Leave me believe !", shall they say
"If it makes me get through my day,
Won't you leave me to my beliefs,
It's the only thing I can hold on to"
Clouds and birds are freely dancing,
Flying around
Truth is such a
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3. |
Highlight
04:44
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The rain is falling softly
In the heart of New York city
Tonight
Three hours before dawning
Four hours past the evening;
We can't tell if it's morning or night
Let the raindrops dance
As they take a glance
At the lights on Times Square
Let my hopes go flying
And gently grip and settle in your hair
My mind is singing bitter
Frozen between Spring and Winter
Lost again in the sight of a care
A million grey disclosures
A hundred times closed over
I can't tell if I'm redeeming or mad
Let the raindrops dance
As they take a glance
At the lights on Times Square
Let my hopes go flying
And rain away
(Let them rain away)
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4. |
Oiseaux de papier
04:03
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Quelques oiseaux de papier
S'attardent autour d'un clocher
Qui ne sait plus dire
À quel rythme le temps respire
Quelques toits désemparés
Laissent doucement glisser
Sur les fenêtres, des gouttes de pluie
Et sur les passants, une fièvre d'ennui
Nul n'est à l'abri du givre
Pas même les enfants encore ivres
De la veille
Dont les yeux ne s'habillent de merveille
Qu'une fois le jour bien rangé
En grandes personnes déguisées
Comme un leurre qui ne trompe personne
Pas même le clocher qui sonne
À toute heure
Me rappelant à mon labeur
Quelques oiseaux de papier
Se déplient sur un fond grisé
Que je regarde en passant mon dimanche
Comme une bonne vieille compatissante
J'ai bien peur d'être grand-mère avant l'âge
Pourtant pas une ride au visage
Je me tiens au bord de la nuit
Il ne me reste qu'à trouver l'envie
Baigner ma peau de sommeil
Laisser s'endormir mes aigreurs de jeunesse
Attendre le jour où viendra la sagesse
Faire naufrage
Dans mon lit
Un outrage
Sans un bruit
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5. |
If you stopped loving me
01:49
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If you stopped loving me
I would travel over the seas
Looking out for the waves
That took you away
Crying out for my love lost at sea
If you stopped loving me
I would beg in every street
Any man, any girl,
Saying "Please, have you seen
This sweet love that was stolen from me?"
You told me the world
Was so full of these wonders
That wash away all the gloom
So promise me I will not
See them alone
For they all would remind me of you
If you stopped loving me
I would teach myself how to see
The most beautiful things
I could ever seek
Stand alone for the ones who are free
If you stopped loving me
I would be forced to meet
This new part of myself
Who is fine on her own
And just wants to find her way home
You told me the world
Was so full of these wonders
That wash away all the gloom
Tell me that I could all see them alone
And I'll happily share the view
Promise me I could all see it alone,
Then I'll know I can share it with you
(With you)
(With you)
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6. |
Lullaby
03:31
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Time goes by
Like an old man in a room
Who slowly
Passes me by
Sometimes grown-ups cannot sleep
For they have crazy melodies
Going on in their heads
They won't stop
They won't hush
Far away
Are the childish dreams
Only clocks ticking near
Will they still haunt the room
Until tomorrow?
Tell me
Where have gone the nights I rested like a baby
Where have gone the nights of careless drifting
Sleep stands by
Like an old friend in a room
Who softly
Teases my eyes
As I say goodbye
To the night that just past me
I say, goodbye
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TINY MESS Paris, France
Trained as a classical musician, I am now exploring different genres, going from songwriting to instrumental composing, with influences coming from jazz, neo-soul, classical, folk and many more... welcome to my tiny mess !
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