How did i find you?
Did i remind you of the boy at the louvre?
Watching you move
Behind oil
For five around years

Out of the furnace
Into the forest
The harvest of my youth
Tell me the [bad word] Do you?
Does anyone, anymore?

I [bad word] to believe
If a man does his deeds
While he is missing the wine
He's already died
hundred times

Do you remember
Seven septembers of
Sacred rendezvous
Spreding
Only for you
Will you remember
Tipping the vendor
How we used to groove
Spreading

But my fear and my pride
Left a shadow inside
With a note on the door
And a card on the floor
Like a hundred times before

First it was nearly
Then it was barely
Now it seems pretty far
When you were tipsy
I was a wizard with a silver star

I wil spare the details
Of the rocks and the nails
The times that i've lied
Can't lay down tonight
I've already tried

I will spare the details
Of the rocks and the nails
The times that i've lied
Can't lay down tonight
I've already tried
hundred times